Chirping birds signal the arrival of spring. And, a gentle reminder that leg baring seasons is almost upon us. But, what to do about those pasty white, winterized legs? The way I see it, you have three choices: embrace the paste, go for the glow or strategically layer your legs in "camouflage clothing."
Stefani's take on Fiddler on the Roof's "If I Was a Rich Man" was the jumping off point for her solo career. I don't think the writers of Fiddler could have foreseen their tale of a humble, Jewish man's mid-life crisis inspiring a bleach-blonde Japanophile.
It's a damn shame that Charli XCX isn't a household name by now. Having written Icona Pop's "I Love It," Aitchison has positioned herself as an emerging British pop star.
On Friday night at the Staples Center, even with the controversy of the overpriced tickets, I was treated to two hours and twenty minutes of solid rock and roll and another memory that will remain in my heart and soul forever.
Boyfriend jeans are back after a couple of years on fashion's sidelines. But be warned, the perfect boyfriend, like it's real-life namesake, is tricky to weed out.
This is the last week of Native American Awareness Month and among my fellow nons, there hasn't seemed to be much awareness going on. But there has been a lot of ripping, following a lot of ripping off.
This week our playlist includes music by Cliff Richard, Thelonius Monk, Matthew Sweet, John Lennon, Zoot Sims, Mahalia Jackson and more.
I applied to be a seat filler with hopes of learning how this highly unusual profession works. Could this be the key to unemployment? Could filling seats fill bank accounts? It turned out the answer was no because the salary is zero.
I've never been a big fan of seasonal cocktails. A glass of really good whiskey can be awesome in July.
Jessica Sanchez and Joshua Ledet's duet of "I Knew You Were Waiting For Me" was undoubtedly the standout performance of the night, and a vocal masterclass from beginning to end. it was a joy to watch.
"I think we're going to leave. My friend fainted." That was the very first comment The Observer overheard as we headed into the entertainment portion of our program at the Los Angeles Museum of Contemporary Art's annual gala on Saturday night.
His oeuvre are the height of glamor and artistry, like the pair of heels that looked like they were made entirely of feathers featured in the first Sex and the City movie or the stiletto heel that resembles a rose stem with thorns.
To the outsider, Anaheim is known for Angels and mouse ears. But, after a recent visit to Disney country, I found another thing it should be regularly associated with: the Anaheim White House Restaurant.