In my time, I’ve made fun of Maxim. I got a kick out of the chicken-greased girls on the covers, the silly headlines, the boobs-and-beer aesthetic of it all. My understanding was that Maxim addressed its readers as if they were lecherous frat boys with grades that didn’t pass muster, incapable of understanding any statement more complex than “me want see chest bouncy-bounce on dance girls.” I found this hilarious.

Yet, deep inside, I felt that I was being unfair to Maxim. In spite of all the jokes, I had never really read it. So, this week, I sat down with Maxim, to let it explain to me, in its own words, what it’s all about. Here, for your edification, is a transcript of our date.* Read More »

In this episode, Ali finally experiences the price she’ll pay for being “just” like her sister. Dressed like a Firewoman stripper, Ali goes to a block party in LoLand and is severely creamed. Shaving creamed — minds out of the gutter! Dina gets a call from the school guidance counselor telling her some serious harassing went down at escuela, they agree it’s best for Ali to stay home for a few days.

First of all Ali, if you are serious about becoming your sister, I have some advice:

Lindsay would not have taken that shiz! One false move and that’s a Grey Groose martini down the front of your Betsey Johnson.

Ali asks Dina if she can be home-schooled, but Dina’s only advice is that she’d love to see Ali on stage…at graduation. Dina goes to other members of the LoClan for help. Nana (yes!) suggests that Ali needs to stand up to these mean girls. Michael Lohan Jr. (I didn’t know he existed?) adds that every girl has to cope with a few megabitches throughout life, but it’s just part of growing up.

Dina ignores both of them and continues to baby Ali and give her special attention, like in dance class. Dina found IMPACT online and thinks it’s great. Ali thinks IMPACT is “STUPID”. I can’t tell if this is just a typical weird mom idea, or an attempt to showcase Ali’s multi-cultural appreciation. And then Dina gets down while Ali watches embarrassedly. I love her more and more every episode. Read More »

This summer won’t be remembered for the warm weather, ice cream trucks or guys in thongs. Nope, 2008 will be remembered for “F’N MTV Summer!”

Talented musician, entrepreneur and activist, Pete Wentz, will shine the spotlight on what viewers love best about music on television – the exclusive, epic live events that can’t be missed. His new Friday night TV/Web series “FN MTV” is a 24/7 non-stop summer music celebration, for and by the music fans, combining the best music experiences from TV and the Web.

The celebration kicks-off on Friday, June 13th at 8pm ET/PT.

As a bonus, tomorrow College Candy will sit down with Pete Wentz in our first of many exclusive summer celebrity interviews.

Submit your questions in the comment section, and I’ll have Pete answer as many as possible. Ask him about his recent marriage to Ashley Simpson, becomming a Dad, his internet “bromance” with John Mayer, anything you want.

[Chasing Chastity is a series by C. Ryder. You can read Parts I, II, and III here!]

“Well, thanks again for lunch, Jack.”

“Sure.” He looked at his watch. “Oh, sh*t, I have a meeting. Gotta go!”

“Bye.” He scurried off, leaving me alone in a cafeteria filled with chattering secretaries and yawing businessmen - the tables were divided according to sex. I NEED A
DRINK. THIS BIZ WORLD . . . UGH., I thought sullenly.

As soon as I walked through the front door of our Tudor home, I could see that Jack had contacted me through gmail chat. I poured myself some scotch into a crystal tumbler, sighed with frustration, and sat at my husband’s wooden desk.

Jack: hey
me: hey. What’s up?
Jack: just glad to see that you got home safe
me: thanks
Jack: ok, gotta go
me: all right then, have a good day
Jack: by the way, you looked very nice today…glad to see that the retail worked for your already lovely image

me: well, i try
Jack: good job! let’s have a dinner date next week. Cara is gonna be out of town, and i’m dyin’ to buy you a martini!
me: thanks

Thinking that our conversation was over, I stood up, patted my dog’s head, and headed to the bathroom. But Jack pinged me again.

Jack: if only i were younger, and we were both single! Read More »

Oh, Hollywood girls. So many of them seem to always be posing as if there’s a mirror somewhere and speaking as if they’re reading their own autobiographical script to potential producers. Lindsay Lohan has, to no one’s surprise, joined this little club over the last few years.

When Lindsay started to flush herself down the toilet publicly with her drinking and drug use…I can’t lie about the fact that there was a secret part of me that was thoroughly thrilled. I wasn’t thrilled because I was just THAT eager to see her self destruct. Rather, I was thrilled because I’m always a fan of the reckless starlet…the tortured artist who isn’t going to adhere to the footsteps laid down by wholesome high profile girls before her.

But now she has gone too far.

If you’re going to be a wreck–embrace it. Don’t feed us bullshit about how you were “going through a really tough time” over the last year. To quote Ms. Lohan from a recent interview:

“I had a lot going on in my life and that was a way of hiding from it. I hadn’t seen my dad; I had a lot of work stress because I was constantly working and never took time to stop.”

She went on to say:

“It was like my college years–and it was just all photographed.” Read More »

Alright, so, we all know how I feel about porn.

But what about porn featuring disabled people?

Gimps Gone Wild is one of the best-known websites for male and female “disabled models”. Started in 2002 by Bonnie (otherwise known as “Kitten”), a “3 foot wheelchair vamp dwarf”, Gimps Gone Wild touts itself as a springboard for the acceptance of disabled persons—and their sexual needs.

“The media has pretty much shut out disabled people, except for the usual geriatric wheelchair ads, or…as some pathetic, needy type of person,” Bonnie explained in a recent interview with AVN Media. “We created GGW in response to this rejection. We wanted a sanctuary to express ourselves in a sensual way, to be seen as sexy and to be seen as adults.”

GGW’s website showcases male and female models, with names like “Medical Mary Jane” and “Para Stud” next to a description of each model’s disability. Semi-nude and completely nude pictures are available for purchase, as are video clips featuring models during their own personal striptease.

“[being on GGW] not only helps my own self-confidence, but I get mail from adoring female fans thanking me for being a role model.” Explains a model who calls herself Mistress Mayhem. “I am strong, beautiful and sexy, with a motor to propel me. Love me or hate me, this job gets people with disabilities noticed as sexual beings, and that can only be a positive thing!” Read More »

Dear Britney,

I hope this letter finds you well. Or at least wearing a pair of underwear. I am writing to you today on behalf of all of us 20-something women who spent our high school and college years dancing/working out to your music and thinking of your ridiculous abs as we lay on the gym floor willing ourselves to do one last crunch.

We are worried about you, Britney.

It was only a few years ago that you sat atop the world in a one piece leather jumpsuit. Then along came Kevin. You fell in love, you got married and decided to bow out of the spotlight for a bit. That’s fine. I could have used a few new songs on my workout playlist, but everyone is entitled to a little “me” time. But, somehow, “Britney” time turned into “Trailer Park” time and we saw what can now be considered the furthest fall for a celeb since Michael Jackson started touching little boys.

What happened behind the closed doors at camp Spears? How did you go from the hottest thing on the planet to this?

Britney, while you totally screwed the pooch at the VMA’s (a bra and panty set? Really?!) and, while we’re at it, at raising children, it really isn’t that hard for you to make a comeback. Maybe not as a mega pop star, but at least as someone not totally crazy/white trash and who has a shred of dignity. And who can keep her eyelashes in the correct place while doing a giant interview on NBC. Read More »

A few months back, CC covered the College Callgirl, a college student who went on Craigslist and basically put herself up for sale in the personals section. Not prostitution in the virtual world, mind you, (which is also very common these days) but actual prostitution via the C-List.

Not surprising that this is going on all the time, since Craigslist is free, available to everyone 24/7, immensely popular, constantly changing up its listings and crawling with creepy people.

Becoming a hooker is getting easier, thanks to growing technology and the Internet and the fact that hookers are learning how to use it. Hookers are getting smarter! Noooo!

The NY Times reports 70 prostitution arrests in one town alone over the past year, (Nassau County is freaky!) and the story of eight women who traveled to Nassau from all over the country to make some money the hard way. Literally.

Here’s a recent interview with the College Callgirl herself, and it’s pretty interesting. Some highlights:

How often do you use Craigslist to find clients?
I posted ads in the Erotic Services several times a week. My first ad was something like “College girl needs rent help.” I basically said I wasn’t a pro and I wasn’t a supermodel—just a cute, regular girl willing to utilize her talents in exchange for a donation to her “college fund.” Most of those ads [up there] are escort agencies, so I got tons of responses. I’ve also used it as a sex delivery service when I was looking to fulfill a specific fantasy or just too lazy to leave the house. Read More »