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This is why people think Jersey is trashy

This is pretty fucking hilarious. I grew up on on the Shore and have spent significant amounts of time at the Surf Club where this was filmed (my dad did all the original plumbing or something like that, so I spent a lot of time "guarding" the bathrooms while he fixed shit when I was little). Granted, the guido comes from everywhere, and apparently it is no longer just an Italian infliction. I'd like to point out with the exception of one dumb broad from Toms River, these people are all from north Jersey. 

And I'd also like to point out to all you fake hautey hipster-types with fake IDs that have ruined nightlife in NYC, that your precious Princess Coldstare is also from Toms River. This is no diss on her - it's just to point out that the girl that currently embodies "it" worldwide is from where these douchebags go on vacation.

I never understood why people vacationed where I lived while growing up. I still don't, especially if you're not one of these asswads. These people are the reason why NJ gets the worst wrap and why I'm not so proud of where I come from.

Goy Converts

Defamer reports that Borat's baby's mama - the girl who was obsessed with Vince Vaughn in Wedding Crashers - has put off her conversion studies to Judaism to finish filming "Confessions of a Shopaholic". His orthodox parents are not psyched. Seeing that this is a regular topic of conversation in my life (my mother doesn't believe that I can just "stop" Jesus - this coming from a woman who denounced the Catholic church by marrying my Lutheran father), I'd like to point you all to a list of Hollywood women who gave up the Jesus for their mans.

For Those Fans of The Office

In theory, I like The Office. I just never watch it. Here's a fun tidbit.

Classics Lessons from SATC

Because it won't go away (Sex & the City)...

Radar waxes poetic with story lines and classical mythology, my fav being the Achilles reference, just because:

Here's the thing about Achilles: He begins the Iliad phenomenally upset because Agamemnon—who's a king, mind you—has stolen his concubine. Achilles refuses to fight. And yet, many bloody days later, it's the death of beloved friend Patrochlus that finally leads Achilles out of his tent to kill all the Trojans. This is sort of like the part in season one, episode 12, where Charlotte dates that guy who really enjoys listening to Cher, but also enjoys boning Charlotte. You know, the gay-straight, straight-gay guy.

One More, I Swear

Apparently, blogging is "mainstream" amongst women. The study was sponsored by BlogHer ad network, so that'll answer your questions right there.

The Thing About Print Media

I'm a firm believer that print media is a dying breed. There will always be a need to have something tangible to hold, carry, tear apart, which is why I don't ever think fashion magazines will ever go away. However, newspapers are declining in ad rates, bleeding money and news on the internet is instantaneous and becoming more relevant. Occasionally, I read the paper, usually if I come across the NY Times on a Sunday (I couldn't put the magazine down this past weekend) or I'm back home in NYC because the Post used to be part of my unhealthy diet that also included bagels, Quik and pizza (how I miss it all!).

So, another Gawker post talks about the potential downfall of newspapers because of web advertising, but has a rebuttal that projects internet advertising will never make up the difference in ad dollars. It's an interesting point to a conversation that I was having with Mike's dad over the weekend. Will newspaper publishers push their technology in the right direction and create advertising opportunities that will appeal to companies who are afraid to part with their ad budgets for non-traditional media?

Why Blogging Is Good For You

Gawker has a great story that defeats the recent "bloggers die of heart attacks" story. Those heart attacks happened because the people were not healthy, not because of blogging.

Here's a listicle from my favoritest of favs:

1. Bitching and moaning alleviates stress! "As social creatures, humans have a range of pain-related behaviors, such as complaining, which acts as a 'placebo for getting satisfied.'"

2. It gets you high. "Blogging might trigger dopamine release, similar to stimulants like music, running and looking at art." (Meta-blogger Emily Gould said as much in the NYT Magazine.)

3. If nothing else, there's the placebo effect: "Cancer patients who engaged in expressive writing just before treatment felt markedly better, mentally and physically, as compared with patients who did not."

4. Instant feedback, unlike your diary: "Unlike a bedside journal, blogging offers the added benefit of receptive readers in similar situations." Sharing is caring!

Change of Pace

I've been spending A LOT of my time - 4-6 hours a day - on my new website and have lovingly neglected this one. Granted, 2 people this year have asked me to take them or their links off of it, understandably so (fuck corporate America, guys!). But I'm starting to realize that I have all these things to write about that I can't really do so on my Boston-centric shopping/fashion/style blog. So I'm going to start posting about my adventures in blogging and creating a media company here. Maybe I'll post some personal pics as well, if you're good

New Pet Peeve

Chocolate milkshakes that are just vanilla milkshakes with chocolate syrup in the cup. It annoys me when it's chocolate milk, but at least you can stir that shit.

I swiped the pic from google, I didn't take it myself because I did not want to draw attention to the accused restaurant for serving me such a disappointing, yet delicious beverage.

Heartbreaking

I don't know why I'm bothering to post this because it's so tragic. Not that I really care what goes on with this chick but thanks to pop culture these days, you can't help but watch this trainwreck. Half of me wanted to laugh but the best of me couldn't bare to watch her, so I continued to scroll down dlisted.