300(ish) Words on Gamboling With Trisha Paytas
Never mind the silk robes and schemata and cleanliness. If I am going to worship something it is going to be filthy, worn and incredible.
Category: Hollywood
Mall Tigers and Crying Pageant Queens in Molly Wurwand’s Dreamland
Molly is an Los Angeles artist whose subject matter, as their site describes, “blurs the intersection of the dreamy and the deranged.” That might mean paintings of crying Miss Universe pageant queens or people excitedly posing with tigers.
Fashion Corner!! Minnie Should Have Lived
Someone who bounces between normal life and insanity is way more captivating to watch than a person who sticks to either extreme.
Sugar Sequin’s Katerina Kladis Might Be the World’s Biggest Juicy Couture Collector
Like Fran Drescher pouring coffee wearing a Todd Oldham stars-and-stripes skirt set, Katerina's style expresses all the ebullient accoutrements of what makes a designer logo so alluring.
SPRING BREAK CHRISTMAS!
Whether you're celebrating it by yourself, with your family, with the guys from Apartment 2B, this holiday season it's time to embrace the chaos and make up for the Spring Break we all missed this year.
Presenting Our New Nighttime Talk Show: ⭐️ 15 MINUTES WITH VERY FAMOUS ⭐️
A nighttime talk show hosted by rising (slowly!) young (relatively!) star (definitely!) Kelsey Lawrence, on the new Very Famous TV!
Glamorous History: The Hot Tub Limo
If limos are a rolling stunt in excess, then adding a hot tub is like putting sprinkles on top of maraschino cherries.
Welcome to the p1nkstar Futurity: Meet Your New Favorite Electr0nic Popstar
Some people are born famous, and p1nkstar—a pop princess—is proof. In a perfect, glittery space-desert future, p1nkstar would be performing à la Tiffany at a mall show, but that mall would also be a club with mirrors and faux-fur pillows everywhere, a photo booth with airbrushed clouds, and all your... Read More
Create Your Own ‘Barbie: Life in the Dreamhouse’
I have unfortunately been feeling like a dumb failure this week! It’s just one of those weeks. “I should go ahead and BE a housewife,” I think to myself as I roast two chicken breasts, get on my knees to sop up gray water dripping out of my radiator, and... Read More