YA BLESSED

This is newly minted 16-yr-old Gossip Girl star turned touring tarty C. Love tribute act, Taylor "TMommzz" Momsen (we like how her band, The Pretty Reckless, sounds). And she's got a pack of Marlboro Lights tucked in her garter belt, a pair of 7-inch shake-junt' stilettos held limply by her side. Perhaps (Perhaps...) there's no more appropriate age at which to full-on stripper-junky-glamour it up (on the Warped Tour!!)--Go TMommzz! The real story here is the newly minted ban on the cigarette descriptor "Light." I imagine many pre-ban packs are still out there, in stock, purchasable. I have yet to see new packaging/marketing solutions...will they simply dissolve the products? Presumably, the endgame for anti-smoking evangelists is a snuffing out of all unique, branded cigarettes, or a cigarette company's ability to control advertising and package design. Like, one day all you'll get are government-issued packs with black lungs and dead fetuses emblazoned across, maybe just skulls and crossbones. Such a pack would look right in the garter belt of a TMommzz. But it's crazy (what we've seen the very last of). There is so much about Marlboro Lights. About all brands and sub-brands of brands of cigs. I no longer smoke, but I remember every single sort (and the particular phase of the package design) I smoked when and where, for what reason (I changed it up frequently---it was soo many styles!). I remember what other people smoked, and why, what each thing might mean, how that changed or remained the same. I didn't have to try to remember this stuff; I just did, because it was that notable.

Emotional tears have special health benefits. Biochemist and "tear expert" Dr. William Frey at the Ramsey Medical Center in Minneapolis discovered that reflex tears are 98 percent water, whereas emotional tears also contain stress hormones which get excreted from the body through crying. After studying the composition of tears, Dr. Frey found that emotional tears shed these hormones and other toxins which accumulate during stress. Additional studies also suggest that crying stimulates the production of endorphins, our body's natural pain killer and "feel-good" hormones." Interestingly, humans are the only creatures known to shed emotional tears, though it's possible that that elephants and gorillas do too. Other mammals and also salt-water crocodiles produce reflex tears which are protective and lubricating.

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Young women have watched the ups and downs of Aubrey [O'Day] through the years, and they continue to cheer her on. [Oxygen Network is] excited to deliver her story as she battles the issues that resonate with our audience, from self-doubt and body image to an intense desire for success and redemption.

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Enrique Iglesias stunned the audience at a concert in Las Vegas by grabbing a fan's camera and taking a saucy picture down his trousers.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIMON REX (YOU'VE NEVER LOOKED BETTER [I'M SERIOUS])

dead flowers (sanitation workers)

Alpha's really onto something below, posting such pop-darkness in the middle of the summer. That track, "Love the Way You Lie," is numero uno right naw (on iTunes at least...). And I think it makes sense that July-to-August sounds like house music of Usher, like suffering plus a beat you can dance to. "The (traditional) Summer Song," the unadulterated fiesta and fluff-fun song of 2010 has been "California Gurls," and, to me (to me), though it hasn't shed any of its "(traditional) Summer Song" merits per say, it's just (was always just) too boring to keep with post-4th (the only thrill of it to me [to me] was that one phrase about "the Golden Coast" and that's sort of a scrap). Perry said in 2009 that this album, Teenage Dream, would be "heavily influenced by Ace of Base" (doy). This makes sense, as 90s revival--middle 90s revival (bright, bold prints)--is on blast and K. Perry has (in this flurry of "California Gurls" and Russel Brand-lover press) pushed it harder than most other famous people. We haven't heard the rest of the record yet (won't till late August---the whole thing's been timed so nicely), but this one single we're working with, the "(traditional) Summer Song" does not put me in mind of Ace of Base at all (it's more like, as mentioned last month, The Spice Girls). Ace of Base songs are/were (sometimes Island-inflected) dance narratives about loneliness, religious rebirth, deceit, CRUEL SUMMERS. They weren't self-consciously frothy and comique in the manner of Perry. Self-serious Gaga has aped them well, (legit Goth) Britney Spears has totes channeled them, as have many many many Europeans (before, during, since). Such a Euro, La Roux, whose single "Bulletproof" may have outpaced "California Gurls" at the clurrrbs this month (I'm just postulating), has put out a total album of summer-darkness jams (which are really ALL-SEASON jams, a link between rotty August and barren February). Here's dos de los-----------

"[Rachel Uchitel]'s also set to take a turn on Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew...She's got an addiction to pills...[her] appearance will inevitably be a letdown, as she is clearly barred from discussing the specifics of her relationship with Tiger by some private contract or other. On the flip side, we'll finally get to see what that one eyeball of hers does when it is left up to its own devices on-camera."
---nymag.com somewheres

Love (and hate) In This Club

So what happened, gentle reader, at least 6 month ago, was that this dude I knew was bad for me (god we played back and forth how bad we were for each other), he broke my face. A lot. 3 places, to be precise. Orbital, nasal, and facial. Took some surgery, I lit some candles, I dyed my hair. Whatever. Anyway, I listened to A LOT of Rihanna "Rated R" after the situation (klar, with Chris Brown and whatnot).
That said, I fuuuuucccckkking love Rihanna's new joint with Eminem. I have a lot of issues with Marshall (stemming of course from the late 90s and his homophobia that read like a 5 year old pulling his pants down for attention). But this song, it's seriously everything. Maybe it's my own unconscious wishes for something to throw me back into the arms of my attacker (thanks, Heidi Montag, but I'm not going to), maybe it's RiRi's out of this world voice. Maybe I'm just a girl interrupted, blah blah blah...
My friend Buffy was actually the first to tell me about this song. To quote her "it was--y'know with the subject matter and all-- a bit unexpected for Rihanna... but then again, y'know, you try your best to market on it, too, so...."