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Ladies' Night
What a weekend for Jezebels! For those of you on the West Coast there's a meetup in Seattle tonight at 7 p.m. at Nite Lite Restaurant on 1926 Second Avenue. Readers should meet at the room with the smaller bar and pool table. There's also a gathering in New York City tonight at Common Ground on Avenue A and East 13th street at 10 p.m. On Saturday, New York area Jezebels can head to Joe's Pub at 11 p.m. for a benefit for Voices of Women Organizing Project. There will be live bands, a raffle, and all sorts of fun. Tickets are $15 in advance and $20 at the door. As always, sign up for regional Jezebel Facebook groups for more info on meet-ups in your area; if you organized a meet up, email us at tips@jezebel.com so we can post it on the site.
Beer: It's What's For Dinner
"So let there be no more loose talk — especially not now, with summer arriving — about beer not being essential. Benjamin Franklin was, as usual, on to something when he said, 'Beer is living proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.'" That's George Will on the funnest consequence of the cholera epidemic, which is to say, people like me who think people who don't like beer haven't properly evolved. Click the pic for the key passage. [Wash Post]
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Fashion: Do You Walk The Walk And Talk The Talk? We're Hiring!
It seems hard to believe, but it's been almost two months since Jezebel Jen departed for the preppier shores of Ralph Lauren — I have yet to receive the pair of madras shorts I asked for, ahem — and we're finally ready to begin our search for her fashion-loving, expensive-shit hating, critically-astute, somewhat caustic replacement. That means: We're hiring! Interested applicants should send applications (with descriptions of background, qualifications, interests, ideas, etc.) via email to jobs@jezebel.com. Do not include attachments — resumes/CVs can be appended to the bottom of the email. Not interested in or qualified for the fashion editor position? We're still interested in you — there may be more, other hires further down the line — so feel free to send your stuff along anyway. Note: Due to the large volume of emails we expect, we may not be able to respond to you as personally or quickly as we'd like, but do know that unless you receive a delivery message error, your email is safe and sound in our inbox.
Earlier: You Can Take The Girl Out Of Jezebel But You Can't Take The Jezebel Out Of The Girl
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John Prescott's Ugly Common Person's Guide To Coping With Eating Disorders
Remember that deputy Prime Minister who resigned two years ago with Tony Blair only to resurface a year and a half later with a memoir about his decades-long struggle with bulimia? The British press sure does! And while coverage of this confession has generally fallen into the category of "merciless mockfest", an interview in the latest British Esquire convinced me he was doing bulimics of the world a service. Because while writing about your eating disorder isn't really a British thing to do, John Prescott's method of dealing with his eating disorder is kind of hilariously British, starting with the way his wife caught wind of the problem: she noticed symptoms she'd learned about from Princess Di. Which is, of course, the grand irony: the kids all assume eating disorders are the path to looking like Di and Nicole Richie when, ha ha ha, Prescott pukes his food too! Herewith, John Prescott's Stiff Upper Esophagus Guide To To Coming To Terms With Your Puking Problem, culled from Esquire. More »
"Croissant…coffee… double cognac."
Breakfast is my favorite meal, perhaps because it's the only meal I remember to eat every day, and every day I have an egg sandwich, and it costs the same price as four cigarettes in New York and tides you over lots longer. So anyway, the New York Magazine breakfast issue hit home, even though its "Breakfast! People Are Eating It Again!" premise was kind of inane (in other news: Drinking is cool! No seriously!), a lameness underscored by the fact that they asked 100 New Yorkers what they'd eaten for breakfast and pretty much all of them had eaten something. Jim McBride, Jason LeMaster and Shane Webb seem to have had the best time. Most acid-refluxive breakfast you ate recently after the jump. [NY Mag]
I Would Do Anything For Love But I Won't Cook That
I've never been a fan of "foodie-ism" or really, any cultural movement that muddles art/commerce/housework to the detriment of the public good (i.e. fashion, blogging) but this food blogger I met recently, Michele, is maybe the Joan Didion to my Bill Buckley on these matters. (She also dresses well.) These cupcakes are made from meatloaf and mashed potatoes and that is awesome. [FineFuriousLife]
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The Sorrows Of Young Werther's Originals: Or, Why Artifical Sweeteners Are Bad
Dear Leslie, Congrats on the publication of your essay In Defense Of Saccharin in the Black Warrior Review. You're a hell of a writer; I totally get what Harvard/Iowa/whatever dude you wrote this essay to get over saw in you. So it sorta kills me to say that you're wrong. It doesn't sound particularly counterintuitive to say so, but artificial sweeteners, like the high-fructose corn syrup they were engineered to replace, are wrong. From a public health standpoint they only breed diabetes and deforestation, but it's actually more your tastebuds I'm concerned about: six Equals into a cup of coffee is simply gross. More »
Oldies Station
Over on Jossip, they're wagering that Angelina Jolie did not approve the usage of her likeness in this ad for the Xiomara Coronado Beauty Center, under the tagline, "Nobody is younger than you." Fortunately, this ad is from Ecuador where Angie will never see it, since she never travels the globe or anything. But! speaking of digital aging, the hilarious Bryony sent us a birthday present: The Jezebel avatar, aged. (Click old Angie to see.) [Jossip]
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Related: 'The Electric Company' Powers Up Again [EW]
The Electric Company: Spiderman Saves The (Birth)day
In honor of Jezebel's first birthday, here's a clip from a 1976 episode of The Electric Company in which Spiderman saves a surprise birthday party from ruin. (Yes, Morgan Freeman is featured.) Oh, and did you hear? PBS is creating an all-new Electric Company. Yay! Maybe kids will learn how to read and actually spell words with all the letters in them. Anyway, happy b-day, Jezebel. You look like a monkey, and you smell like one too.Related: 'The Electric Company' Powers Up Again [EW]
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Happy Anniversary To Jezebel And My Senile Brain (Astrology And Tony Toni Tone After The Jump)
Do you know what today is? Yeah, well for some reason I Googled "March 21" instead of "May 21" and then wrote a post about how it was Kevin Federline's birthday and the 28th anniversary of the "Who Shot J.R." episode of Dallas. See, the "Who Shot J.R." episode of Dallas was watched, simultaneously, by 83 million Americans, more Americans than had voted in any of the prior six presidential elections, but maybe it was a sign of civic involvement to come, because more than 86 million people voted in the 1980 election, and we'd like to think we are living in similarly "transformative" times. "Who Shot J.R.?" represented a peak in the mass-ness of American mass culture that will never again be reached. No American fictional character, not even Carrie Bradshaw, will ever again seize the depleted imaginations of so many Americans; we have too many options now, too many variations on the ephemera and too many…well, too many fucking blogs. Anyway I say this because I was pretty sure, when Jezebel was born a year ago today, that it was going to fail. First of all, what's up with that name? I'm still not quite used to saying, "I work for, uh, this site called…Jezebel?" So anyway, I was wrong. About the date, and so much else. You're all here! And you know how success breeds superstition? Anna decided to get Jezebel's astrological chart read. Without further ado: More »
Birthday Girl
It's our birthday! A year ago this morning, Jezebel "went live", much to the excitement (and anxiety) of three very exhausted staffers (Anna, Moe, Jennifer) and the assorted managers, techies, designers and other editors at Gawker Media who helped make the site a reality. We'll try not to toot our own horn too much but look for some fun posts about our first year from assorted other Jezebels later today.
annals of anorexia
Should You Sleep In Saran Wrap? Eat Only Every Other Day? Elle Answers Your Pressing Diet Questions!
This I will say for Elle: The magazine's journalistic standards may be miles above their peers in fashion magazining, it might be the only women's magazine targeted at my age group I don't want to kill myself reading, but. Never did this publication let any sort of "mission" put a damper on its steady stream of "insane diets you can try if you are insane" features. The stories have the same arc: I came, I starved, I looked temporarily hotter wearing something completely impractical someplace completely idiotic, I bought $973 worth of fancy supplements and talked to two "experts"...yeah fuck all that, cheese. Anyway after last month's anemic juice fast story, I thought I was over this genre. Then I read "Fast Times: Could Eating Every Other Day Have The Same Payoff As Full-Time Calorie Restriction?" (Um: if you can handle starving every other day, sure!) But that was just the start. Ten pages later: More »
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The "No Diet Diet": If It's Not A Diet, Why Do They Have To Write About It?
Might I direct your attention-and-subsequent-inattention to a stubborn meme that Needs to Die Now? It's the "no-diet diet." (Oxymoronic, and moronic!) I don't feel like searching through the archive of Cover Lies to prove that the "no diet diet," which is basically the same as the "French Woman Don't Get Fat Diet" (and incidentally, the Gwen Shamblin "Weigh Down Diet") — and probably a zillion other diets that would have you believe they're the antidote to "fad" dieting and last held favor sometime in the nineties, probably between the era of the "snack goods with horrible artificial ingredients" Diet and the Third Atkins Dynasty — is hot right now, but today this trend found its way into the Wall Street Journal and this simple paragraph re the subject of "eating less fast" kind of made me want to die. More »
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Yes, On Our Blog You Will
You probably heard, but the NY Times' 'Sunday Styles' section was chock-full of goodies this weekend. There was that surprisingly-unannoying 'Modern Love' column (gem of a passage: "As we ate, we theorized about the effects of pornography on romantic relationships. Dinner ended; he had to go pack for his trip. I asked casually when I was going to see him again. He sighed. "That's a loaded question." I asked what he meant, because I thought the question was fairly straightforward"); a story about the "branding" of Burma/Myanmar; and dozens of weddings. (So many weddings. Including one starring a Rockefeller!)
Oh, and then there was that story about Jezebel.
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The Cat Lady of Baghdad
Louise, a British security consultant in Baghdad, is the self-proclaimed "Cat Lady of Baghdad," where she rescues stray cats and dogs and spends thousands to send them to England. Louise covers the costs (up to $3,500 per animal) with donations and selling her "old stuff" on EBay and has so far rescued five cats and two dogs, in addition to helping other Westerners rescue strays. While there is no established group working to rescue animals in Iraq, many soldiers and foreigners pick up abandoned cats and dogs, something that is amusing to native Iraqis who are said to view see as unclean. Unclean or clean, we proclaim Louise as an honorary Jezebel for going to such great lengths to protect these animals. [Tucson Citizen]
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25 Things All Women Should Learn To Do Already
In honor of its 75th anniversary the May Esquire has a big pullout feature called "75 Skills Every Man Should Master." The premise — Magazines! Lists! — is not exactly revolutionary, and the "skills," such as practicing "brand loyalty to at least one product" and "making three different bets at a craps table" are not exactly universally vital, but I'm writing about the feature precisely because it's so classically Esquire. Esquire is a magazine about "how to be a better man" or some John Wayne shit like that. Esquire doesn't try and tell its readers they are fine just the way they are. Esquire likes rules, definites, moral "absolutes" to substitute for the old moral absolutes in which modern society is so woefully deficient. Glamour would, for whatever reason, never tell its readers they needed to know how to deliver a eulogy or install a thermostat without asking for help, because they are too busy telling their readers to not feel guilty about being too emotional to deliver the eulogy without breaking down, or ask a dude for help installing the thermostat. Thank the nonexistent moral authorities that I don't get paid Glamour rates to write this stuff, right? More »
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