I feel like I’m the only person in the world who has noticed Snooki’s pickle fetish. I get so excited about it because it’s so darn cute. Really, pickles are gross. So is anything pickled. (Except pickled ginger. Mmm. Sushi.) But the fact that Snooki buys Snyder’s Pretzels-sized jars of pickles and has already tweeted twice today about pickles (“Get real everybody , if you love pickles like I do, pickles are good with anything. Let me liveeeE! :)” and “Omg my boyfriend made me a pickle pancake…yeahhhh he’s amazing!” (pictured)) is solid proof her love of pickles is serious business. So it’s only natural that she would choose to dress as a pickle for Halloween. More
Growing up in a sheltered lefty enclave in northern California, I developed a few unusual ideas about life and the universe: 1) if you’re going to jack some of your parents’ weed, ask politely, 2) shopping at farmers’ markets is akin to a great act of humanity and when you walk into Whole Foods, you’re participating in the preservation of the planet and also ending wars and nursing baby animals or some shit and, in all seriousness, 3) being gay is a-okay. It wasn’t until I was shipped off to the cold cruel world of private liberal arts education that I realized not everybody was as comfortable with non-hetero love.
I guess I never thought about sexuality in terms of gay or straight. I kind of always just thought you like who you like and that’s how it goes. I recognize now that this could be perceived as extremely naïve: outside of far left bastions like my home town, there often exist rigid definitions of sexual identity: gay, straight, bi, queer, trans, godless heathen, craven whore, etc. More
Snooki’s recent rise in stardom is due in no small part to the less-than-favorable NY Times profile, but we’re certain she’s now the most likable character on The Jersey Shore, followed by the Situation’s abs. Reportedly banking a ridiculous $10K … More
He should always treat you like the princess of Poughkeepsie with a poof made of friggin’ diamonds, you know? But then sometimes he doesn’t. Oh, if only we did all date friggin’ pickles. Even when they’re half sour they do … More
So you got your independence on in a big way yesterday. Good for you. But now, you’re paying the price, and you want our help in figuring out how to calm the raging beast between your temples? Well, fine, Just … More