Every other day the world is treated to another vicious video of a teenager being attacked at school while onlookers giggle and record with their phones. (And I use the word “treated” sarcastically because the videos are usually disgustingly disturbing.)
Always the back-up singer and never the headliner. That’s the story of Drew’s life. Once Drew discovered musicals, his life was one big song – whether you wanted to hear it or not. For the most part, it’s the latter.
As someone who is perpetually hot (you've seen me -- you know!), especially at night, finding a body pillow that doesn't turn into a personal furnace has been a lifelong quest -- especially here in West Hollywood. Enter the Plufl Hugl Cooling Body Pillow, promising comfort and temperature regulation in one big, cuddly package.
Let's be unequivocally clear: your workplace is not your family. And honestly, when companies insist on presenting their workforce as a "family," I find it utterly obnoxious, bordering on insulting.
Montreal is usually known for its food. At least, that was my take when researching the Canadian city. The French thing, as a Californian, scared me a little bit because I thought I would feel like I would be lost in a foreign country. I guess, in a sense, I was.
My partner and I can't agree on our pet dog's name. What should we do?
There is such a thing as watered-down iced coffee. Not anymore though!
There are moments in life that stick with you – your first car, your first terrible haircut, the first time you realized that artisanal kale smoothies were actually just a fancy way to drink grass.
I'll admit I'm not the biggest techie. In fact, if I could just keep all of the current technology I have now and never upgrade, I'd be just fine with that. Alas, that's not the world we live in.
To play a casino game on my phone I needed to give the app access to my address book, photos, videos and grant permission to record audio. Hmm… now, let’s see if I can figure out how my personal information and files could be compromised.
A penis shoe. Yes, that's what I discovered in Quebec City... in a museum, no less. (Keep scrolling for the dude with shell titties.)
At a family function at my parents' house I broke an antique from my grandma. Everyone is talking and wondering who did it and I've already denied doing it. How do I tell them I was lying?
For whom are you living? It’s something I ask during new year’s resolution season but all year-round when I scroll social media.
As someone who’s been a stickler for oral hygiene since I had braces in my 20s -- which was also the first time I experienced an electric toothbrush -- I’m constantly on the lookout for ways to elevate my brushing game.
Craving a warm, comforting beverage that combines the richness of chocolate, the sweetness of caramel, a touch of spirited warmth and Buff Boy awesomeness? Look no further!
My partner likes listening to our neighbors having sex and I think it's creepy. He gets turned on by it but I think it's weird.
Are disclaimers catering to snowflakes? Let me give you some context so that question makes sense.
Quebec City: historic charm, cobblestone streets, European flair, picturesque strolls, delicious poutine, incredible architecture -- and a great place to bounce your ass off!
I’ve heard it, you’ve heard it – it’s practically gospel in business circles: the food industry is the toughest game in town. The margins, they say, are razor-thin. Restaurants struggle to stay afloat, operating on mere pennies of profit per dollar.
I wasn't always a fan of jerky. In fact, I'd never tried it until my brother bought a dehydrator and he and his wife started experimenting with different foods.
I'm totally into my boyfriend. His smile won me over. When he took off his shirt it sealed the deal. When he took off his pants, it was a big womp-womp. He's tiny downstairs and it's a turn off. How should I make it better?
Suck it up and get ready to work your fingers. It’s the last thing you want to be doing but you have no choice.
I have to admit, I was rather intrigued when I heard Houston was home to the National Museum of Funeral History. And naturally I wondered if the place would be some morbid hole in the wall. Turns out it's a pretty fancy place. There are artifacts from decades gone by including a gallery of presidential funerals, showbiz tributes, 9/11 items and so many vehicles the place could pass as a car dealership.
With the SoCal heat beating down on us as we enter July, we're looking for anything to cool down. (Even though there's a pool in the backyard here, sometimes you need to stay cool on the go.)
