That dress! Walks in beauty like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies and shit.
That dress! Walks in beauty like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies and shit.
The Oldest Living American is an awesome 114-year-old lady named Jeralean Talley. She stays up 'til midnight and eats McDonald’s chicken nuggets. Click here to see her epic sunglasses and a catfish she caught last year.
I've always remembered Amanda Seyfried Karen Smith from Mean Girls, namely because of Karen's "gift" of being able to predict weather with her breasts. Maybe not as complicated a character as Cosette in Les Mis, but we've all got our favorites.
Homophobes have a branding problem. Most Americans now think gay sex is "acceptable" (how gracious of them) and thus are turned off by politicians and pundits who, say, compare homosexuality to pedophilia or generally think gay people are icky. Former National Organization for Marriage leader Maggie Gallagher has a…
Here's the setup: Filmmaker Matthew Clarke and another "full grown man" (David Milchard) reenact actual conversations Clarke has had with his two-year-old girl Coco Frances Harrison-Clarke.
Abercrombie & Fitch has an entire Web series dedicated to its most famous naked torsos — the store greeters. The job interview is a series of one-armed push-ups, and the best greeters get flown around the world to greet at high-profile store openings. "It's like a traveling frat," boasts one.
You know when you're walking with your dog and you get to the dog park and he's barking at another dog's owner and you feel super embarrassed because you're just trying to take a fucking walk in the park? And then you realize that...oh...that dude/woman he's barking at is not Caucasian and it slowly dawns on you that…
Attention whores are the Rodney Dangerfields of the world: They get no respect. It's not hard to see why. They hurl themselves at the spotlight and writhe pathetically in its ethereal glow, all but begging us — and sometimes outright begging us — to look at them, no matter how awkward, how painful, how sad, how pitiful. We get to have it both ways, too: We look, we linger, and then we play judge and jury. Then they get all invaded-feeling and just want some normal peace and quiet. I didn't ask for this! HA, we say, HA! Because they always come back. BTW, the people we label this way are also mostly women.