1. It’s way too easy to get bogged down with Instagram, which, as I’ve said previously, is anything but a healthy pastime, so one of my goals right now is to read better quality writing. I recently subscribed to The New Yorker and Vanity Fair, and best of all, to Lenny Letter, Lena Dunham’s new website. All you gotta do is give them your email address, and then three or so times per week you get an email with stories like this one about why Lena Dunham refuses to be photoshopped by magazines, or this one about why Sarah Silverman believes Bernie Sanders is the best man for the top job (same). It’s great stuff.Click to Continue!
A little known Australian swimwear brand called N.L.P became a household name on Tuesday thanks to the social media force that is Kim Kardashian.Click to Continue!
1. You know what I find distasteful? A respectable publication writing a story about the business troubles and debt L’Wren Scott found herself in prior to her death, and then finishing the piece by saying that they extend their deepest condolences to the family. You can’t have it both ways. You can’t write a click-bait heavy piece and then try and play it off as if you really care. If you really cared, you probably wouldn’t have written the story in the first place. It’s gross.Click to Continue!
1. File this one under: The sexiest thing I’ve seen in ages. Nothing gets me like two hot young superstars flirting in front of a screaming crowd, so when Rihanna appeared onstage at the Drake concert at Palais Omnisports de Paris Bercy last night and they danced up on each other, I was like, somebody get me a fan. That chemistry was real I tells ye. Real. If you haven’t seen it, you’re missing out.Click to Continue!