[Read the first part of this blog HERE]

I wasn’t planning to go to the prom. With no date and a recent heartbreak, what was the point? Instead, I was going to dress up and have dinner with some single friends. Except… at dinner, one of my friends and I decided that we kind of wanted to go to the prom after all.

The only problem was that it seemed impossible—you needed to have a ticket to get in, and tickets had been selling all week for $50/pair. Advance tickets were the only tickets, and you couldn’t buy them at the door.

My friend and I complained to each other about how $50/pair was an exorbitant price for prom tickets (something I still believe). “Screw that,” she said. “Let’s just sneak in.” Read More »

It’s comforting to know, judging by the results of a recent CC poll, that I’m not the only girl on Earth who had a horrible time at her high school prom. Actually, until I came across the poll, I had kind of forgotten about just how horrible it was. Now I remember every gritty detail again, though, so I’m going to share what happened in an attempt at therapy.

I was a late bloomer, and I didn’t have my first boyfriend until sophomore year of high school. Let’s call him Eric. Eric was a freshman when I was a sophomore, but we were in the same German class. After several weeks of elaborate and awkward courtship, Eric finally asked me to see a movie with him, and our relationship began. Neither one of us was the flaky type, so it lasted a pretty long time—almost two full years, until I was a senior. Until, to be precise, just a couple of months before my senior prom.

As you might imagine, I was crushed when he dumped me (over instant messenger—on the night before finals!). I’m ashamed to say that I walked around for weeks being weepy and really dramatic, but my friends were a great help, especially my best friend. Or so I thought, at first. Read More »

Hottie of the week
Helloooo, Robert Downey, Jr. He gets this because he’s hot. And Iron Man rocked.

My clip of the week
Thank you, Amy Poehler. It’s kinda wrong but kinda right and this is coming from a Hillary supporter.

Song of the week
Rihanna, “Take a Bow.” Whatever you say, Billboard Singles Charts.

Why am I not surprised?
Poor Speed Racer

Fashion of the Week
The good: I don’t watch or care about SATC, but god, do I love this shoot. The clothes are hot, the pictures are hot and I can’t get over that picture with the camera and the floor and what? Wow.

The bad: So this girl, Marche Taylor, and her prom dress. She shows up to her Texas prom wearing a few dinner napkins and ultimately gets kicked out for not wearing underwear.

Do we blame J-Lo for this? Read More »

Amy Winehouse: redefines “roadkill” one photo at a time

LINDSAY LOHAN: STOP WITH THE FREAKIN’ LEGGINGS!

This might be why an alarming amount of dudes watch “The Hills”–NSFW

…Which reminds me: Speidiwood does Mother’s Day!

Do you think many 5-year-olds will buy Beyonce’s Freakum Dress?

Neat-o: it’s a list of things younger than McCain

No, seriously–I’m READY for High School Musical 3!

BWE asks: how slutty do you have to be to be arrested at prom?

I never want to hear the ladies of “The View” make penis jokes. Ever. Again.

So you have a big dance coming up, or just a big night out, but you’re tottering around precariously in your new heels. What to do? You may want to grab a copy of the book How to Walk in High Heels, but not for reading…for balance!

When I was getting ready for my prom I found myself face to face with my first pair of killer heels–my skirt was about 2 miles too long for my super-short legs, so I had to buy the tallest heels I could find just to keep my skirt from dragging in the grass. A family friend came over one day to find me wobbling around the kitchen in sweatpants and my new heels, wondering how I was going to stay afloat for an entire evening.

She handed me a book, and told me to put in on my head.

Huh?

I did as I was told, and balanced the book on the top of my head. “Now let go of it, and keep it balanced”. The book was steady. “Now: walk!” she commanded, and I did. I was SO focused on keeping the book from falling off my head, I barely noticed that I was walking (almost gracefully!) across the floor in my heels.

I totally rocked my prom, and I’ve never been afraid of another pair of sky-high heels again!

When my newest roommate moved into the house, it didn’t take me long to notice that she is a remarkably bright lady. She’s not that nerd who’s only book smart, either. She is well versed in just about…everything…and incredibly articulate. However, I never thought that her smarts had anything to do with the fact that she’s Finnish until recently.

According to new studies, Finnish teenagers are some of the smartest teenagers in the world, and yet, these kids aren’t nerds who do nothing but study. They seem to waste about the same amount of time surfing the web and obsessing over music as we in America do. They don’t seem to take anything any more seriously than anyone else. Yet somehow, they are far ahead in subjects like math, science, and reading by the time they’re fifteen years old. Read More »

Okay, it’s hard enough for me to come to terms with the fact that my senior prom happened a whole FOUR years ago…But now, with recent reports of what upper class high school New Yorkers are getting done for their special night, I officially feel like an old geezer.

Botox.

Yes, the procedure that is usually associated with 50-year-old women who want to eliminate all facial expression muscles in their face in hopes of a smooth forehead or eye area. Supposedly, it is now acceptable for some high schoolers to get this procedure done, according to the New York Post. Read More »