If yoga is, as the New York Times claims, the new incarnation of the female midlife crisis, why do we love — in spite of ourselves — to read about them?
The DVD explaining how one woman found happiness in a beautiful beachy location with Javier Bardem comes out today, so don't forget our Eat, Pray, Love Bingo
"A decade after Gilbert divorced him, Cooper is married to a Canadian diplomat. They have two young boys, Charlie and Sammy....he's currently a public interest law scholar, and he was previously a director for Mercy Corps and Human Rights Watch."
Saturday morning, my mom went to see Eat Pray Love. Her review? "I thought it was horrible." What follows is a total evisceration, in her own words.
While Eat Pray Love is generally faithful to Elizabeth Gilbert's memoir, critics say the film cut most of the book's "self-realization lessons" to make time for more shots of Julia Roberts eating and loving her way through sun-bathed locales.
Blame godless San Francisco. It's the site of the ruling against Proposition 8, which had its stay lifted yesterday, and where the Human Rights Campaign is hoping to leverage its political muscle with Target.
Ketut Liyer, the 96-year-old Balinese healer made famous
Standing outside of the Ziegfeld theater, where security directed me away from the tent-covered, poster-lined impenetrable red carpet, I realized: This movie is a big deal. Bestseller! Huge stars! Julia Roberts.
OMFG it's here. Eat, Pray, Love premiered last night at NYC's Ziegfeld Theatre. And while I regret to inform you Franco was MIA, there was enough star-power and eye-candy — sartorial or otherwise — to please the most discerning seeker.