The hoopla over Michelle Obama’s bangs leading off the national nightly news last week. No need to worry about the financial crisis or flu epidemic, kids. SHE GOT BANGS. Come on, folks. I know you all need ratings, but really? If I need a professional analysis of Mrs. Obama’s coif, I’ll ask my hairdresser.
The sound of Brian Williams punching himself in the face could be heard all over Manhattan, I’m sure.
Buckwild. Heard of it? It’s MTV’s new show centered around a group of young adults living in West Virginia. It also makes Here Comes Honey Boo Boo look like Masterpiece Theatre. Even worse, these people are getting PAID to walk around without proper footwear, funnel beer and conduct shotgun target practice on 2 liter bottles of Mountain Dew. In which parallel universe does that make sense?
(BTW – West Virginians, I feel your pain. Remember when Paris and Nicole came to Arkansas? Not a pretty picture they painted of our great state, which coincidentally, does feature indoor plumbing…in most establishments. Be assured that the rest of the United States passes no judgment on the rest of your residents. We’ve all been there.)
Wrist harnesses. Yes, you read that correctly. You can finally wrangle in those pesky wrists, which always seem to be detaching themselves from your arms and fingers.
Someone is making a lot of money off this. And laughing all the way to the bank.
The trend of folks naming their babies after characters in 50 Shades of Grey. Try explaining that one in twenty years.
White pants in winter. I know, I know…it’s okay to do this now. We are the generation bursting the fashion “rules”. But, even though I adore a great white pant, I still just feel a bit strange wearing those puppies when it’s 30 degrees outside. It just feels a little off.
Like, when you forget to wear mascara.
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The awkward three minute, world-record-setting onscreen kiss that took place on Monday night’s episode of The Bachelor. (No, really. They set a world record. Guinness was there and everything.) Let the record show, I have not watched this show in three years or more, but as I was flipping through channels, I had to stop and find out what was going on. I am physically incapable of looking away from a good awkward moment. And ladies, this was the mother of them.
The stink over Beyonce possibly lip syncing. My only question: WHO CARES? It's Beyonce. Beautiful, amazingly talented Beyonce. We all know the lady is more than capable of belting it out, so why be a bunch of negative Nellies? I'd lip sync, too. It's the Presidential Inauguration. People need to ease up on sweet B, in my opinion.
What’s making you go “hmmmm” this week?