To educate the masses on how she consistently looks so damn pretty (other than genetics), Kylie Jenner did a comprehensive makeup tutorial on Snapchat, and makeup fans on Twitter had very mixed reactions.
I got waaaay too excited seeing Kylie do a makeup tutorial on snap lol 😂😍😍😍😍😍😍pic.twitter.com/hLangd5rE0
AND it just keeps going! You didn't think she wouldn't *contour*, did you? She contours the cheeks with Benefit's Hoola Matte Bronzer ($15, sephora.com).
It’s an extremely personal and intimate thing shared by almost anyone who’s ever been in a relationship: those pet names and terms of endearment that spouses, boyfriends, girlfriends, and significant others call their bae. (Such as "bae.") These redditors revealed what they’ve called and been called by their honey-buns—but they’re not so much sappy and sweet as they are ridiculous and inscrutable.
2. Try calling your S.O. either of these names from Allenrw3’s story. Just to see what happens.
I don't remember where/how this started, but about 15 years ago, I called her a "wombat penis". To which she called me a "wallaby boobie". It's still going to this day. Occasionally.
3. Clearly this deleted user can’t actually remember his girlfriend’s name.
"Baby"
I say it all the time, because her name is eastern European, is five syllables long and I trip over it in normal conversation. I almost never say her name unless I'm talking about her to someone else.
And suddenly I'm realizing that maybe that's not OK.
4. This one from nikmeone is like that Prince song, “Narling Dikki.”
17 years ago I meant to say darling, but said Narling instead. Have been calling him that ever since.
5. But nobody has ever called anybody’s genitals that ever, Abe_V.
I'm Cheeseburger. I think he might be referring to my anatomy.
IT'S HAPPENING. The anticipation for the new Ghostbusters movie, with *gasp* an all-female cast, had angry nerds all over the Internet freaking out. They're certain that this reboot will ruin their perfect childhoods with its depiction of women fighting ghosts.
Sorry boys, but the critics have spoken and they are loving the new Ghostbusters, estrogen and all! Overall, they say it's fun, doesn't take itself too seriously, and that it's a lot like the original Ghostbusters—just as funny, but with a few less Y chromosomes. And the four stars bring the heat.
USA Today praises the chemistry of the four leads.
The casting of four women as the new Ghostbusters has drawn praise and criticism, but there’s no denying the comedic chops of the actresses donning the trademark tan jumpsuits. They play off each other well, with McKinnon’s Jillian Holtzmann a clear standout, mixing brainiac daftness with a touch of flirty naughtiness that would have made Bill Murray’s Peter Venkman proud. Jones’ Patty Tolan, the subway worker who joins the team, is just as smart and a little more grounded than her wraith-wrestling colleagues.
The new Ghostbusters provoked so much online wrath that the first trailer even won the dubious title of being the most disliked video on YouTube. But the film cleverly fights back at this hatred and its misogynist undertones, according to this review from Empire:
This gender-focused trolling is something the movie plays on. Our new team of Ghostbusters post video evidence of one of the first ghosts they encounter, and the disbelieving comments (“Ain’t no bitches gonna hunt no ghosts”) mirror the real life ones the filmmaking team were besieged with. When Melissa McCarthy’s Abby Yates tells Kristen Wiig’s Erin Gilbert, “You shouldn’t be reading this stuff, it’s just a list of what crazy people write in the middle of the night online,” it’s difficult to disagree.
Overall, Empire gave the film three stars. Sure, it's not five. But they definitely didn't hate it, or see the dearth of Y chromosomes as any problem whatsoever:
An effectively spooky opening gives way to a film that’s fun, funny and full of energy. It’s almost as if it never mattered that the four main characters were women. Strange that.
Despite rousing an "an internet boo-fest of near-supernatural proportions," People Magazine says "Paul Feig and his undeniably hilarious cast of leading ladies deserve the last laugh." Even if it's got some flaws, it makes up for them with light-hearted goofiness and fun:
That wacky vibe makes for a film that never takes itself too seriously and helps cover up for other disappointments (like a poorly developed villain). The result is a movie seemingly self-aware that its heroes' biggest obstacle is entertaining the audience, not defeating the nominal bad guy. One scene, in which the Ghostbusters crack jokes about YouTube comment trolls, takes the haters head-on.
But why bother hating? It's easier to just climb aboard the Ecto-1 and have a good time.
Time: if you hate it on principle, you're an "unimaginative schmuck."
No one has to love Paul Feig’s new Ghostbusters, or even like it. But anyone who continues to stand against it on principle—“My childhood has been defiled! I don’t like its stars! The trailer was bad!”—is an unimaginative schmuck. Because Feig’s Ghostbusters is its own definitive creature, an affable, inventive riff on Ivan Reitman’s proton-packing caper that exists not to score points, but only to make us laugh. For a summer comedy, there’s no nobler purpose.
Again, this review echoes other critics who say the film doesn't take itself seriously. And neither should you:
It’s all presented with a wink—there’s nothing heavy-spirited or assaultive about this Ghostbusters. Feig, who co-wrote the script with Katie Dippold(The Heat), has clearly taken great care with the movie’s tone—it’s as delicately balanced as the wings of a spectral butterfly. He honors the spirit of the original: Bill Murray, Dan Aykroyd, Ernie Hudson and Annie Potts all have cameos, and a gleaming bronze bust of the late Harold Ramis graces the hallowed halls of Columbia University, where part of that Ghostbusters, like this one, takes place. Yet there’s little that’s nostalgic, in the musty sense, about Feig’s reimagined ghostbusting universe: The movie glows with vitality, thanks largely to the performers, who revel in one another’s company, and not in a self-congratulatory, Ocean’s Twelve-style, “We’re awesome movie stars, together” way.
Sliding into theaters on a river of slime and an endless supply of good vibes, the new, cheerfully silly “Ghostbusters” is that rarest of big-studio offerings — a movie that is a lot of enjoyable, disposable fun. And enjoy it while you can because this doesn’t happen often, even in summer, which is supposed to be our season of collective moviegoing happiness. The season when everyone jumps onboard (whee!) and agrees that, yes, this great goof is exactly what you were thinking when you wondered why they didn’t make summer movies like they used to.
Oh, wait, because whatever else you can say about the new “Ghostbusters,” it’s a lot like the old “Ghostbusters,” except that it stars four funny women instead of, you know, four funny men. In other words, it doesn’t have a lot of XY chromosomes and basso profondo voices, though its token hottie, played by a game, nimbly funny Chris Hemsworth, pulls his weight on both those counts. Otherwise, the redo is pretty much what you might expect from Paul Feig, one of the best things to happen to American big-screen comedy since Harold Ramis.
The Times applauds the "real comedy chemistry and emotionally fleshed-out performances" of the leads, and says the movie more than survived the dreaded remake curse: "As it turns out, the original “Ghostbusters” is one of those durable pop entertainments that can support the weight of not only a lesser follow-up (the 1989 sequel “Ghostbusters II”), but also a gender redo."
What's that sound?? Oh, just The New York Timesdropping the mic.
According to these critics at least, this movie seems like a fun time. If you're willing to let yourself enjoy it and get over the fact that yes, in 2016, women can fight ghosts (or do literally anything else, because it's a movie about ghosts).
Comedian Sarah Silverman has come out the other side after surviving a terrifying illness, and she has the bruises to show for it. The patron saint of rape jokes nearly died last week after spending five days in the hospital due to a "freak case of epiglottitis," a rare and life-threatening throat condition. She uploaded a painful looking picture to Instagram yesterday of her bruised arm, captioned: "This is me, all better, milking my last vestige of sympathy."
Last week, after five days of uncharacteristic social media silence, the 45-year-old comedian wrote a Facebook post detailing her scary near brush with death. "I was in the ICU all of last week and I am insanely lucky to be alive," she wrote in the post on Wednesday, detailing how she went to the doctor on a whim to treat what she thought was just a soar throat. The post continued:
When I woke up 5 days later I didn't remember anything. I thanked everyone at the ICU for my life, went home, and then slowly as the opiates faded away, remembered the trauma of the surgery & spent the first two days home kind of free-falling from the meds / lack of meds and the paralyzing realization that nothing matters. Luckily that was followed by the motivating revelation that nothing matters.
She also thanked her family, "friendos" and her boyfriend, Michael Sheen, who she called her "real-life hero," for the support. And being Sarah Silverman, she of course found some humor in the ordeal, recalling:
I couldn't speak for a while and I don't remember a lot of my "lucid" time, but Amy (the Zvi) told me I stopped a nurse - like it was an emergency - furiously wrote down a note and gave it to her. When she looked at it, it just said, "Do you live with your mother?" next to a drawing of a penis.
Milk away, Sarah. You deserve every last drop of sympathy you can get.
On Monday, Mariah Carey, superstar performer and self-proclaimed "friggin' world traveler," posted an Instagram of herself descending the stairs of her private jet, looking absolutely killer (as usual) in a black mini skirt and fishnet stockings. But something's odd about this picture. It could be the perspective or it could be that tilt shift effect that's sharpening her silhouette while blurring the background. It could be that she lost weight really quickly, or just forgot part of her body on the plane. Or it could be Photoshop.
People are arguing about it in the photo's comments like this is their own personal JFK second shooter theory.
No one can figure it out! There needs to be a Photoshop referee who can come in and make the call.
Carey's been posting a lot of selfies lately, and there's no doubt she looks great in all of them, but it's really hard to tell if she looks drastically thinner (or faker) in the picture of her exiting the plane.
Here's a video of Carey's live show, posted just two weeks ago by Blac Chyna. Carey's legs do look a little bigger, but who knows. Maybe the stage adds 10 pounds just like the camera does.
The debate about whether or not this picture has been photoshopped will rage on, with no clear answer in sight. But shoulder on we must, and learn to live with the pain of not knowing. Be strong, y'all.
Chrissy Teigen is pretty much the realest mama around right now, despite being a beautiful model with a musician husband whose baby shower was thrown by the Kardashians. Now, responsibility has fallen on Chrissy to defend Kristin Cavallari, former Laguna Beach star, after she was attacked by rabid commenters accusing her of starving her children. The controversy stems from a picture she posted of her sons at the beach on the Fourth of July.
A photo posted by Kristin Cavallari (@kristincavallari) on
Cavallari promptly blocked any commenters telling her that her sons were "too skinny."
Teigen knows Cavallari's plight all too well. She, being a famous mom to her daughter, Luna Legend, has been mom-shamed for a bunch of things before. Including such inane stuff as going out to dinner with her husband instead of sitting there staring at her child every hour of every day.
Teigen tweeted at @enews after they posted a story about how the cyber bullying of Cavallari has officially crossed the line.
@enews I will never know why parents criticize others so harshly, knowing they'd go insane if they were on the receiving end ALLTHETIME.
Teigen is definitely not mincing words when she talks about the type of people who sit behind their keyboards and tell mothers they aren't mothering right. She's not a fan.
@enews NO parent out there thinks they're perfect. I loathe these shithead commenters. Who would want to make someone feel horrible for fun?
If there's one thing the internet loves, it's selfies. That probably explains why an an app called Prisma has been blowing up over the last couple days. Prisma has a bunch of different artsy photo filters that can make your Instagrams look like actual paintings. So what does Prisma mean for the future of the selfie? We can't say for sure, but we predict a subsection of the world's millennial population will start referring to themselves as "selfie artists," and spend their days holed up in the corner of a dark studio apartment applying filters to iPhone photos in an effort to make high concept art. Much like Picasso, these selfie artists will be misunderstood in their time, but a hundred years from now, their work will be sold for millions of dollars and hang in museums all over the world.
These are the beginnings of a selfie art movement:
We believe ourselves to be creative people, so we thought we'd try our hand at this new art form by using Prisma to transform a few of our favorite celebrity Instagrams into beautiful masterpieces.
Take for instance, this photo of Oprah getting super jazzed about vegetables.
We felt that Oprah's love of greens would best be conveyed in the style of Expressionist artist Edvard Munch, so we used a Prisma filter called The Scream.
Here's a photo that undisputed queen of the universe, Beyoncé, posted back when she released Lemonade.
Now here's that same photo with the Mosaic Prisma filter. If anyone ever opens The First National Church of Taylor Swift, we hope they'll consider using this image for the stained glass window behind the alter.
See? Art. We'll see you all at our Prisma selfie gallery opening.
Kristen Tuff Scott is a woman who speaks her mind. She was apparently on the fifth season of a CMT show called Redneck Island, and her Twitter bio says she's an entertainer from Arkansas. Boy howdy, is she entertaining. She's got quite a few videos on YouTube, including this one, called "Pokemon…" posted on July 11.
She explains how she got so annoyed with people coming into her work to collect "the Pokémons" that she downloaded the game herself, figuring she could collect them first, and then there'd be nothing for those people to come in to collect. Unfortunately, as she learned, Pokémon Go doesn't work that way. Even more unfortunately, she accidentally got addicted to the game in the process. And this is just not where she saw herself at 27-years-old.
She ends her video by saying, "I gotta get it together. I have a problem. I just drove across the parking lot to get a rat-lookin' sumbitch."
Ah, the trials and tribulations of life in the digital age: goddamn rat-lookin' sumbitches. Oh, and by the way, Squirtle's in Lawn and Garden.
On Monday, actor and national treasure Bryan Cranston stopped by Today to chat with host Carson Daly about his new movie The Infiltrator, in which he plays U.S. Customs agent Robert Mazur.
They got to talking about how Cranston has played a lot of historic figures besides Mazur, like Lyndon Johnson and screenwriter Dalton Trumbo, and Daly asked Cranston if there were any other historical figures he wants to play. And indeed there is—Donald "The Donald" Trump.
Cranston told Daly: "He's huge, he's this Shakespearean character, this serio-tragic comedic character. Who wouldn't want to take a bite outta that?"
He IS huge ("yuge"). Truly a thespian's dream. And Cranston's impression is pretty damn good already. Yikes.
The test is 50 quick questions, you can take it here. (How did you do? If you didn't know the words "synonym" or "antonym," you were pretty much screwed.)
The first listed belongs to Ben Shapiro, a professional writer. All of a sudden, everyone realized they were just as good with words as someone with a blue checkmark.
Most likely, the only real genius here is the person who wrote this test (and you. You're probably really smart). And anyway, this all seems super exciting until you realize there are over 1 million words in the English language.
I find this "My Vocabulary Size" test a total floccinaucinihilipilification.
Actress Kate Beckinsale has officially become a warrior in the battle against the patriarchy. Yesterday, in an act of defiance, she posted a photo of herself wearing a giant penis costume on Instagram.
A photo posted by Kate Beckinsale (@katebeckinsale) on
Much like Katniss as the Mockingjay, Kate as a giant penis is the face of a movement. A symbol of feminist rebellion. A phallic beacon of hope for gender equality in a male-dominated world. Thank you for inspiring us, Kate. Because of people like you, one day feminism will prevail.
Apparently, no one wants to ask a professional penis meteorologist, even though one would probably tell you that the sky is full of dicks. You just have to look for them.
Like many of us, Jazzmyne, a plus-sized woman with really cool hair and awesome lipstick, could never envision herself traipsing about in public in a bikini. But thanks to the promise of going viral from becoming a subject of a BuzzFeed video, Jazzmyne gave it a shot and documented her first time ever going to the beach in a bikini. And she OWNED IT.
When it came to choosing her inaugural bathing suit for the event, she not only went with a bikini, but she chose a string bikini. Her hesitations and concerns are very real echoes of what hundreds of women think and feel, which makes her sandy victory lap that much sweeter. She even shared a bikini pic on Instgram with her 25.8k followers who may not have been on the beach that day.
She really does look, and seem to feel, awesome. In fact, she had such a positive experience, that she later uploaded another bikini pic to her Instagram, this time posing alongside Sports Illustrated model Robyn Lawley.
Old loud yelling man Bernie Sanders endorsed old loud laughing lady Hillary Clinton for president. This comes after a long, contentious primary that nearly tore the Democratic Party apart in a way that would seem more dramatic if the breakdown of the Republican Party hadn't happened at the same time. Nevertheless, some of that...disunity was still on display today. Here are 29 funny tweets about the endorsement, which probably won't stop many supporters of either candidate from being a little too smug about politics.
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Typical of sexist Bernie Sanders to use the phrase "soapy jugs" 12 times while endorsing Clinton
The goal of Pokémon Go is to catch Pokemon, but one woman managed to catch something much bigger: her boyfriend cheating on her.
A man named Evan Scribner got himself into a whole bunch of hot water when he caught a "bat character" in the vicinity of his ex-girlfriend's place in Bushwick, Brooklyn, right after hooking up with her. It's important to note here that the game uses geolocation services, and shows where each Pokemon was caught.
So, when his current (or rather, his most recent ex) girlfriend in Sunnyside, Queens happened to look at his phone, she couldn't help but notice that he'd caught a character right near his ex's place. HMMMM. To top it off, he couldn't even come up with a good excuse for why he was in that neighborhood.
He told the New York Post, "She found out last night at my house and hasn’t contacted me since then." Yeah, maybe don't hold your breath, buddy.
Donald Trump may be controversial as a presidential candidate, but everyone on the internet agrees: he makes a great six-year-old with an imaginary friend in "Donald and Hobbes." Created by imgur user DrForester, "Donald and Hobbes" has a very simple premise: cut and paste Donald Trump's very expressive face onto old comic strips of Bill Watterson's classic Calvin and Hobbes.
Trump University used to have a much shorter semester.Is Bill Watterson a time traveler?!
The dialogue is unchanged, but the fact that it's coming out of Trump's mouth changes it from youthful hijinx into political satire.
The best words.From then on, he only referred to it as "Silly Ouija Board."
Here's DrForester's full album of "Donald and Hobbes" strips:
