The world rejoiced last week when, for a moment, rumors and reality became one and it was revealed that Blue Ivy would have a new sibling, one Red Vine. But with the light of a new week growing strong, dreams have been crushed and we'll just have to drown our sorrows in a bunch of lemon drops or something because…

Because why not, some gadzillionaire has invested in the Titanic II, an exact replica of that one crazy cruise ship that was so full of love, giant diamonds, and, uh, death, and apparently lonely boners and sad hearts are already willing to pay $1 million to be a bourgie guest at the Neue Titanic. But what if you're a …

You may recall the recent Kardashian Khroma Kurfuffle in which the Klan decided to name their makeup line a name that was already taken by another makeup line. This ended in the family actually losing a court case and having to name their line something boring and normal like Kardashian Beauty. Now they're being…

Kaitlyn Hunt's parents knew their 18-year-old daughter was dating a 15-year-old girl whom she met through classes and varsity sports at the Florida high school the two attended. But when the younger girl's parents learned about the relationship, they had Kaitlyn arrested on two counts of felony lewd and lascivious…

If reality TV has taught us one thing, it’s that there is always someone on the show who “didn’t come here to make friends,” and that we will inevitably love to hate them.

A growing number of experts are arguing that—as far as mental health is concerned—pre-menstrual syndrome is a culture-bound syndrome, meaning that it's diagnosis is based on societal expectations of how women should behave and feel, instead of biological reasoning.

The brand-new Shimmy Club in Glasgow, Scotland has allegedly celebrated its opening by installing two-way mirrors in some of its private rooms. Aye, aye, creepiness!

Twitter for terriers. Facebook for Frenchies. Grindr for greyhounds. All great ideas, but the truth is that there just aren't enough social networking sites/apps for dogs — until now that is. Internet, meet Where My Dogs At. Where My Dogs At, meet the internet. Now sniff each others butts and go play rough with one…