I know that it seems silly to review press-on nails. I think all of us ladies know from our childhood that press on nails are horrible, tacky and terrible quality. But then all these lady bloggers on xojane.com whom I trust () came Continue reading
The recent break up of Twilight starts Rob Pattinson and Kristin Stewart needs to be addressed by Not the It Girls. Most of us will readily admit that we have a disturbing interest in celebrity gossip, but how much is Continue reading
Having parents on Facebook is a beautiful thing. It unites generations under one social front. It keeps a family connected and updated on what’s happening with one another. And it’s also really embarrassing sometimes. Years ago, my mom was introduced Continue reading
So Mitt Romney was in England last week. I feel really bad for England, as a result, but it’s nice to get some air untainted by that guy’s sideburn-dye every once in a while, am I right? Last week, the person Continue reading
In a country where thongs are encouraged, and underwear isn’t sexy unless half your ass is showing, I feel I must take a stand. I must take a stand against butt floss and overly exposed cheeks. I must argue the Continue reading
You know those days? The ones that are unendingly brutal, with no respite and no joy? I think they’re called Mondays? Yeah. Today. Today is Monday. And you should just throw your hands in the air now and start drinking Continue reading
Welcome to the second installment of This Pet in History. Given today’s entry, it comes as quite a surprise that the term “pussy,” has become synonymous with cowardice – not only because today’s subject is a cat, but because she Continue reading
Considering my deep-seated goth tendencies, it’s no surprise my favorite animal are bats. Though my mom calls them “rodents with wings,” bats are actually mammals, and some scientists even suspect that they are descended from a lemur-like primate ancestor (they Continue reading
If you know me personally, chances are you first heard this story within two weeks of knowing me, and then you heard it five more times when you listened as I told others. Well, friends, get ready for another. This Continue reading
Shopping for bras is a time-honored tradition. It means you’ve grown up. It means those boulders need an over the shoulder holder. It means, if you’re me, you have to face the horrifying fact that Victoria’s Secret and Aerie only Continue reading