Excuse me? How… the f-ck… did I miss this? I love Reese’s peanut butter cups. Not as much as I love Oreos, but peanut butter and chocolate has been a lifelong mood. Peanut butter and banana is my Elvis Presley association. I have a peanut butter and banana grilled sandwich for breakfast twice a week. How did I not know there were Elvis peanut butter and banana Reese’s cups?! (Dlisted)
This has been a great style week for Lily Collins. A previous look is one of the candidates for Outfit of the Week. And this dress… comes close, I love it so much. It fits like an extra-long t-shirt, boxy through the body but tapering, slightly, below the hips. The print is great too. I bet you it was so, so, SO easy to wear. (Go Fug Yourself)
Yesterday on The Social we talked about whether or not we would ever live in a house that used to be a church. The church in question had gravestones in the front yard. NO THANK YOU. For the obvious reason – HAUNTING – but also because…would you feel weird taking a sh-t where people used to pray? And f-cking? Some of my colleagues don’t believe in ghosts and aren’t bothered by the sh-tting and the f-cking. Sting, however, now does believe in ghosts, as he should. (Cele|bitchy)
Yesterday was the 15th anniversary of the release of Mean Girls. Did I miss the coverage? I kinda thought it would be a bigger deal? Maybe 15 isn’t that special of a number anymore? Anyway, here are Tina Fey and Ana Gasteyer talking about the movie. (OMG Blog)
Five more sleeps until the Met Gala. Suddenly the Met Gala is more mainstream than it ever was. For online gossips, yeah, it’s been that way for a while. But I’ve cut several “Met Gala 101” pieces for television in the last few weeks for news outlets, and now even local TV stations are doing Met Gala primers. If any of you need one, The Cut is here to prep you. Just remember next week when you read our coverage: it’s not what’s “pretty”, it’s all about the theme, and the theme is CAMP! (The Cut)
Some of the best writing this week has been about John Singleton. Here’s another entry – the inside story of Boyz n the Hood. (The Ringer)
