On February 2nd, 2020, Jennifer Lopez is set to perform at the Super Bowl LIV. The game will take place...
If you got it, flaunt it.
His death was announced on Cuban state television by his brother, Raúl.
He was only 24 years old.
Haven’t you always wondered what the ideal outside temperature to have sex is? Well, thanks to Trojan’s “Degrees of Pleasure” survey, it’s been revealed that Americans like to get it on during hot weather and precipitation.
It’s a good thing I own a huge collection of sweatpants, because I don’t plan on ever leaving my house. I mean, have you seen it out there? It’s disgusting over on the East coast, and the only thing getting me through this season is the knowledge that I won’t need to wear a bikini in public anytime soon and therefore feel no guilt when I binge on deep-fried Oreos.
Last night's episode of the Jersey Shore finally put the last nail in the Mike "The Situation" Sorrentino coffin. Oh well, at least he has mad cooking skills to compete in Top Chef. I personally was heartbroken watching him go from house Papa Bear to ultimate entitled creepshow.
We had many, many thoughts going into this episode. Many questions about how the Snooki/Angelina throwdown would go down. Questions on if Tee-Shirt time would make another appearance (it did). Questions if Pauly would, yet again, be a human alarm clock with a crazy Kool-Aid man "OH YEAHHHH!" voice (he was).
Who can't help but love the dysfunction of the Jersey Shore? This week, the gang (I feel like we're opening a summary of Scooby Doo. Come on - Snookie, Scooby... same thing?) deals with some hard-hitting moral dilemmas.
Is anyone else seeing a darker side of the Jersey Shore this season? No? Just me? Maybe I should take off my sunglasses when I'm inside. Ahhhh, much better. So far this season on J.S. there has been one underlying theme making its way through Miami: smush or get smushed. When you're smushin', you're crushing it, you're lookin good, you're rocking GTL and just ruling South Beach.
After discovering that Justin Timberlake's restaurant, Southern Hospitality in NYC serves fried pickles, I obviously dragged my roommate, whom I lovingly refer to as JWowww, before last night's new episode of Jersey Shore. Snooki was right: they totally take pickles to the next level. And leave me completely nauseous and unable to fistpump for the rest of the night.
First and foremost, this has been the most anticipated show of the year for me. Needless to say, episode one of the Jersey Shore did not disappoint. From the first ten minutes (which we already saw) to the last, it was chock-full of immobile hair, grainy over-contrasted filter shots, super fruity blended drinks and fist pumps galore.