Showing posts with label magazines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label magazines. Show all posts

2.27.2010

Tacky tats...that strangely turn me on

It feels so wrong and confusing to lust after a male figure skater, but during this year's Olympics Evan Lysacek has made me think dirty thoughts more than once. And he's straight! So I was quite haps when OK! magazine recently did a feature with shirtless pics of prominent Olympians, starring the very sexy Mr. Lysacek.

We must talk about this tattoo, a lightening bolt on the upper crotch. As one blogger put it, "Is Evan trying to make us think that his peen is Zeus or something?" Well maybe it is! I'm sure it's quite impressive. Despite the fact that I have no idea what this tat means and that it's pretty tickity-tack, it makes me horny. The penis V muscle is probs my favorite part of a guy's body, and the lightening bolt is like saying "this area is electric". And hot damn, I want to be electrocuted.

But he must lose the costume with the glittery snakes around his neck. Sorry, Vera. (Surprisingly I didn't mind the feathery one...)

9.16.2009

The Devil Wears Prada...minus the devil

It's a shame that the new documentary feature film The September Issue is only out in limited release because after America thought they were getting a look into the fashion industry in The Devil Wears Prada, this movie has surprising educational value and shows the real deal. Come see the softer side of Anna Wintour!

The September Issue chronicles the creation of Vogue magazine's 2007 mammoth September volume, but really is a documentary showcasing the hidden world of the world's most revered fashion magazine. Yes, I will acknowledge the fact that the biggest blowups were either carefully avoided when the cameras were around or respectfully edited out. But when one is constantly being followed by cameras you inevitably eventually forget that they're present and can't help but act natural (as any good reality star will tell you). This leaves me to believe that The September issue must give as close to an accurate portrayal of Vogue life as possible. Seeing this movie made me respect Anna Wintour even more than I already did and really come to like her. Sure she is firm, but from what is shown she always gives criticism in a constructive way which is refreshing to me since I think too many people have pathetically come to expect nothing less than positive reinforcement and sugar coating even in the workplace.

The film contains some genuinely funny moments that couldn't have been scripted by the best writers. Andre Leon Talley is a larger than life caricature of himself and is not apologizing for it. I only wish I could pull off wearing a Louis Vuitton blanket on my shoulders while playing tennis, complimented by a matching racket case, messenger bag, and trunk...obvi.

Grace Coddington, Vogue's Creative Director, is effortlessly comical in her many witty quips and subtle facial expressions upon learning Anna's opinions of the various fashion spreads. The standout scene in the movie comes near the end as Grace creates a photo shoot in which the documentary's cameraman appears as an accessory. Anna decides that his beer gut needs to be retouched, a decision which Grace promptly reverses. Scenes like this showcase their (playful?) tension. During these exchanges, the two women rarely speak to or learn the information directly from each other, but rather the employees break the barrier and rely on said cameraman to relay their colleagues' opinions. It all comes together in delightful comedic sequences. Through occasions such as this and the entire documentary, Grace comes across as extremely genuine and likable, the angel of Vogue if one does choose to buy into Anna as the devil.

8.19.2009

Size 6 my ass...

OK magazine is reporting at Sherri Shepherd is down 41 pounds and now fitting into a size 6. Seriously, I don't like blatant lies. I'm a size 6 and I look hella better than that. If Sherri really is a 6 it's time for me to go anno because I refuse to be lumped into a category with that. If she were here right now I'd pull a Janice Dickinson in a classic scene from her crappy/awesome reality show, take off my skirt, and make Sherri put it on and zip up to prove that she fits into the size that she claims she does. It's news stories like this that tamper with America's body image and eff with women's poor impressionable brains (no offence to women, we all know this is true). Sherri, call it what it is, you're a size 10 girlfriend and there ain't nothin wrong with dat.

3.17.2009

Cosmo Bachelor Search time y'all!

It's that magical time of year when we all get to objectify our sexy, single, male friends as pieces of meat and nominate them to be one of Cosmopolitan magazine's bachelors of the year! All kidding aside, Cosmo has been running their Bachelor Search for about five years now and it's a pretty cool thing. Girls nominate their eligible male friends, co-workers, brothers, neighbors, sons, etc, and Cosmo picks one guy from every state to profile in the magazine. The 50 chosen ones also get to come to New York for a day of being paraded around the city as the sexiest guys in the land and a huge party at night. It's fun times and I'm not gonna lie, there's usually no shortage of shenanigans and hookups at the party (not that I'd personally ever do something like that...). Personality counts, but we're looking for hotness as you must submit a face shot AND a full body shirtless pic...obvi. For more info and to nominate a guy, go to www.cosmopolitan.com/bachelors.