As if the world of fashion (should I refer to it as fashion? Probably not. Oh well) could get any more ridiculous, here are Junderpants!
Similar to Jeggings, Junderpants are boxers meant to look like jean shorts.
What. The. Eff.
I originally saw this at Dlisted, which got it from OMG Blog. All of the other sites link to the OMG Blog post, so I have no idea if this is even for real. Let’s hope not.
Really, whose hasn’t? Amirite??
And yes, this is for real. (Patent pending!)
Oh, how I fear for humanity.
(via Geekologie)
Diamond encrusted chocolate.
And not really chocolate, either, but a line of Hershey’s Kisses necklaces and bracelets.
Grant noticed an ad for the necklaces in the paper, and I just couldn’t believe it. I literally asked him, “is that for real?”
Oh, it is.
That’s an example of the diamond-encrusted one, which runs somewhere in the neighbourhood of $3,000. I mean, look at that thing! It looks to be the size of an actual Hershey’s kiss. That’s pretty big for a necklace. And I know women are supposed to love chocolate and everything, but enough to have a Hershey’s kiss around their necks?
I guess for some women, this would be the perfect gift; the combination of chocolate and diamonds is practically irresistible.
But I just find it kind of ridiculous.
The community of Bobtown, Pennsylvania has decided that this year, there will be no cries of “Trick-or-Treat!” That’s right, Halloween has been banned.
They cite “safety reasons” for the ban.
Assistant Dunkard Fire Chief David Pritchard, running unopposed for supervisor in the election, said he was surprised by all the negative reaction to the decision to ban trick-or-treating.
He says there’s been a lot of break-ins lately and that older people in Bobtown were scared.
Now, what on earth do break-ins have to do with Halloween? If the break-ins are happening on Halloween, I would understand, but banning one of the greatest joys of childhood because of a few B&E’s? Ridiculous!
This seriously depresses me. And I can see the shift in attitude towards Halloween, even here in Brandon. There are fewer kids on the streets every year; parents instead drive their kids to the houses of friends and family, and that’s it.
When I was young, my mom usually accompanied me trick-or-treating, often dressing up herself. Once I was older (probably 10 or 11) I was old enough to be trick-or-treating with a few neighbourhood kids, by ourselves.
By the time I was 13, I was going even further, filling up two pillowcases before my night was over. My trick-or-treating career ended by the time I was in high school, though.
Halloween was truly one of the most enjoyable things about my childhood. There’s nothing like the thrill of shouting “Trick-or-Treat!” at the top of your lungs, and being greated with warm smiles, questions of “what are you?” and handfuls of candy.
And for all the naysayers out there, this is from the book Free Range Kids, by Lenore Skenazy:
Was there ever really a rash of candy killings? Joel Best, a professor of sociology and criminal justice at the University of Delaware, took it upon himself to find out. He studied crime reports from Halloween dating back as far as 1958, and guess exactly how many kids he found poisoned by a stranger’s candy?
A hundred and five? A dozen? Well, one, at least?
“The bottom line is that I cannot find any evidence that any child has ever been killed or seriously hurt by a contaminated treat picked up in the course of trick-or-treating,” says the professor. The fear is completely unfounded.
So, parents, please let your kids enjoy Halloween, even if that means having to get warmly dressed, and walking the blocks with them. And when they’re older, let go of the leash and let them go by themselves.
This is a shoe. Seriously. It looks more like a sculpture though, which is fitting considering it was designed by an architect named Julian Hakes.
I can’t imagine this would be comfortable OR functional. I also can’t imagine who would want to wear it. But then again, I could care less about shoes (or purses, or any other cliche girl item).
Admittedly, the shoe does have an aesthetic appeal to it. But it does not look wearable.
It reminds me of another ridiculous shoe that I’ve seen some celebrities wear:
You’re seeing it right. It has no heel. There’s really no redeeming qualities to this shoe. It’s just ridiculous.
I came across the story on Jezebel about 21 year old Tarrah Seymour, from Ontario, who has asked her doctor for a tubal ligation after she gives birth to her second child.
From the CNews story:
Their plan is this: After the baby is born, Seymour will begin her career in law enforcement while her husband stays home with the kids. Once they’re old enough for daycare, Sylvester will rejoin the workforce, hopefully with York or Peel police.
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To ensure things unfold as they should, they asked her obstetrician to tie her tubes during her planned Caesarean section in October so they won’t have any more kids.
“No, I won’t do it,” Dr. Kayode Ayodele told her unequivocally. “You’re too young.”
A tubal ligation was simply not even open for discussion. He told her that she might get involved with someone else down the road and regret her decision. He told her it’s a permanent sterilization method and he’s had so many patients wanting it reversed, that he won’t even consider performing one now on any woman under 25.
Apparently, as the Jezebel post goes in to, this has happened before, with doctors refusing to perform the sterilization because the women could meet someone else and want more babies (assuming women want babies with every man they date. Uh-huh).
I find that line of thinking extremely presumptuous and ignorant.
I’m sure that some women who have had this operation have come to regret it, because of their individual circumstances, but instead of making gross over-generalizations, doctors should be going on a case-by-case basis, not flatly refusing to do it.
Furthermore, it’s the woman’s body, and therefore her right to choose to have this procedure. Much like abortion, it’s not up to the doctor, or the government, to make the decision for the woman. If Seymour comes to regret having her tubes tied, that’s just something she will have to live with. Until that happens or not, it should not be up to the doctor to decide for her.