Who says camp is for kids? At Camp No Counselors, you get to capture the flag and wear the kewt lewks–all while sipping a handle of Malibu. I came, I saw, I crushed on some dude in the cabin next door, and this is what I found out.
Remember JT’s super unconformable apology for the “Nipplegate” scandal? Oh, we do.
Milkshakes, music, and Mel’s Diner with one of our new favorites.
Prepare to get emosh.
Some serious dating disasters straight from the staff at Nasty Gal HQ.
I truly outdid myself.
Another Monday, another killer playlist. TGIM.
A realistic vision of growing up–minus all the manic pixie cliches–from the eyes of a female director. We need more of these, please.
Two of the organizers behind the Women’s March tell us about the importance of activism today.
Our fave boss babes (and, ahem, Shirley Manson) are uniting in L.A. on February 2nd for the third annual women-identified music festival.
Turns out old fashioned romance leaves a lot to be desired.
Sometimes you need a little Wednesday escape.