Why is it okay for women to talk smack about men, but it is considered vile and sexist for men to talk smack about women? If a man says to you, "I just want to slap the bitch," you assume he's a wife-beating idiot. But if a woman says, "Sometimes I want to kick his ass!" somehow that's okay. I think it's not okay. I think if we want respect, we should give respect.
Picture yourself holding a Bloody Mary on a rough Sunday morning but still looking like you're putting in some effort. A cozy, oversized sweater, casual jeans, and a simple gold necklace can make you look more put together than you may feel. All you've got to do is try this piece by Gorjana. Then you can feel free to not hide behind those Jackie O.–sized sunglasses while at your local spot.
I had seen one too many times the mysterious "BB Cream" advertised in glossy magazines and decided to get into action and lift the veil of secrecy. What the hell is BB Cream? Immediately, I had the only association that made sense, revealed my age and brought me right back to my teenage years: BB, Brigitte Bardot, the sex-kitten from France, so naughty, so pouty, so liberated, yet so indulgently childish like Lolita, was my idol. I desperately wanted to dress like her, ballerinas, tight sweater and all, and look like her.
Breast cancer awareness, already an often "pinkwashed" and overly-sexualized issue, has taken a seriously creepy turn.
