I explore the history of celebrity couples and point out which ones are my least favorite. I even pick a worst. Feel free to fight me, but as usual, I think you'll find that my logic is irrefutable -- or else too spastic and asthmatic to be argued. Warning: I am very mad at Ryan Reynolds.
We've learned two lessons this week in the wake of Chris Brown related news. One, regardless of the violence, Brown considers himself "winning" because of his large fan base and musical success; and two, young women and women's rights activists have the ability to put a stop to it.
Jenny Johnson used to be just Twitter-famous. Now she's real-life famous because, over the weekend, she picked a fight with Man-of-the-Year, Chris Brown.
You know what they say about opinions and assholes, right? Well, there are a whole lot of both flying around since Chris Brown deleted his Twitter account over the weekend after a brief, vulgar exchange with comedian Jenny Johnson.
This is a far cry from the S&M posturing of Madonna in her heyday. Everybody knew The Big M was just looking for new ways to shock. Rihanna has also shocked. But there is a disturbing feeling she's not posing or kidding.
It's here. A moment in pop music where the artist set up to look the best, sound the best and actually be the best, lives up to the hyperbole and wins the prize.
While the racism, sexism, and homophobia evident in these social spaces and at GOP political rallies are nothing new, the justification, the denial, and the overall societal complacency about racism (and sexism) because our president is black, speaks to a broader issue confronting America.
A pep rally was held that involved three white students dressed in black face and they re-enacted the Chris Brown & Rihanna fight. No one stopped them...
You really couldn't wait two hours until the non-televised after party? I never expected Rihanna to hold undying resentment against Chris Brown, but there's a noteworthy distinction between forgiveness and fondling.
Rihanna dared facing the wrath of fans, media and other critics to be bravely honest in her new Oprah interview. Chris Brown owes her a big thank you.
Is Justin Timberlake really finished with his pop career? There, I said it. I'll give you a moment to let that sink in, catch your breath and grab a kleenex.
Today's show talks about Ryan Lochte, Missy Franklin winning a gold medal and NBC ruining the surprise, a couple new movie trailers, and some celebrity news as well.
Young black female performers might seem to have found, in the triangulation of their flesh, food, and sexiness, the key to affirming their commanding womanhood and their agency.
Like most of you who screw around reading stupid articles on the Internet instead of actually blazing a path towards greatness, I too yearn to reshape the world in my own image. So here is my latest idea.
There's a lesson in this for Brown. The short version: If you've beaten a woman in the past and ever want to near redemption, don't put yourself in positions that can lead to further violence. You will always lose.
We want to hear one thing from you, without distancing phrases or tired clichés -- and that is that you get it.