Why Sarah Jessica Parker is jealous of Carrie Bradshaw
I have to admit that each time I watch a re-run of Sex and The City, I'm jealous of Carrie Bradshaw's friendships. The foxy quartet seems to have infi...
I have to admit that each time I watch a re-run of Sex and The City, I'm jealous of Carrie Bradshaw's friendships. The foxy quartet seems to have infi...
While cutting benefits available to those that need them, Blue Cross of California will simultaneously be raising the cost to employers of purchasing coverage for their workers.
While Hollywood felt comfortable dismissing Sex and the City, Mamma Mia, and even Twilight, there is no way that the numbers for New Moon could be dismissed as a fluke.
Everyone's desperate to get a date, and there's four women to every man in New York City. They guarantee results in cyberspace, photos a plus.
Once upon a time and far away, there were no such things as, say, sex tapes while dating, Instead, there was something called "courtship."
Explosions and mechanical mayhem have supplanted plot and character at the movies and thus, the simple art of storytelling has moved into living rooms. Where plots develop and characters grow, sex happens.
Lest you think Parker is getting a little "Carried" away with this role, let's not forget that before the SATC craze, it was flop after rom-com flop for this fashionista. So why should she quit a good thing?
I'm here for you to be that person who knows somebody who knows somebody famous and get you thismuchcloser to fabulousness.
The term frenemy, seamlessly blending the words fri(end) and enemy, refers to someone who pretends to be a friend but actually is an enemy -- a proverbial wolf in sheep's clothing in the world of friendships.
Instead of comparing weekend homes, vacation destinations or slapping down the Black Amex, New Yorkers are making saving, a game of one-upmanship. Savvy-saving, in; spending, out.
Walletpop.com challenged Marco Liotta to go into Goodwill and put together a sharp interview outfit for under $50. The transformation and tips are a lesson to job-seekers and stylistas everwhere.
Let me introduce you to 2009 and to an emerging epidemic happening all around the city, everyday: the broken gay heart.
Remember Imelda Marcos? The woman who was the epitome of despotic greed, proudly showing off her walk-in wardrobe of 3000 pairs of shoes?
Mrs. Blago would be completely unheard of if it weren't for the disgusting, grossly illegal, incredibly corrupt, and embarrassingly disgraceful actions of her husband as Governor.
I'm honored to have the opportunity to do something that helps the hundreds of thousands who continue to suffer the wounds of war long after the fighting on the battlefield has ended.
As soon as women or minority groups are given their own somewhat trashy entertainment, it's suddenly a problem for culture at large.
Metallics, safari, ruffles--popular runway-inspired themes--are all at Bebe. Yet, nearly everything has been sexified.
The U.S. leg of Misha Baryshnikov's sold out European tour alights at the multi-purpose, multi-praised Broad Stage in Santa Monica.
The moment I read about the Sex and the City movie sequel I thought, "they've got to tone things down." They can't ignore the recession, particularly in New York.
Hold on to your hats folks or at least your iPod earbuds, Martha Washington was actually a babe! Also, she avidly consumed Gothic romance novels. Me-ow!
Even more shocking for a chick flick: The women in this movie aren't all saints. Some are painfully needy, some are willfully clueless and some are predatory -- just like guys.