Song of the Day: Pussycat Dolls, I Don’t Need a Man

Song of the Day: Pussycat Dolls, I Don’t Need a Man

Such a good song…turn it up!

xo SFAR

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Attack of the Hipster Scarf

                                       

I’d really hope we wouldn’t have to address this fashion calamity, but evidently, we do. If you’re not from Beirut (et al.) please refrain from sporting these summer scarves, like they’re “downtown cool”. They’re not. And furthermore, just because other people are doing it, doesn’t mean you should too. Remember Ed Hardy? Best Regards, SFAR

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Anchor totally slams her co-host on air… ZING!!

Anchor totally slams her co-host on air… ZING!!

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Anchor totally slams her co-host on air… ZING!!

Anchor totally slams her co-host on air… ZING!!

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Orange Crocs

It’s hard to write this post, it stirs my stomach. But for the sake of you all, I will share. Circa a few summers ago, this guy I was dating came to stay with me for a weekend in DC. He arrived, suitcase in hand, very exciting. Very exciting that is until I realized he had arrived having packed only his smelly, disgusting running shoes and orange Crocs. This was no accident. He intentionally packed running shoes for running and orange Crocs for everything else. Now, I could go on and tell you all the great details about this person, and how great he was on paper but it’s not worth it. Because certain behaviors cancel out the positive.

I didn’t want to embarass him, so I said nothing. But I was in disbelief. And soon, yours truly re-declared herself proudly Single For a Reason.

It just goes to show, sometimes in life you can’t see a guy’s true colors until he unpacks his suitcase.

Crocs? Seriously??

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Douche of the Week: John Mayer

Somewhere in between breaking onto the scene as the cute, introspective singer/songwriter and the year 2011, John Mayer became the creepiest, douchiest, most self-centered fella this side of the Mississippi.

For a couple of years now, we’ve noticed this transition happening. He has screwed over some of Hollywood’s hottest ladies (cough Jennifer, Taylor, Jessica) and aired his dirty laundry in Playboy of all places.

His creepy-ness hit an all-time high last night when he arrived at the Grammy’s looking like a high child molester, giving all of the girls who once swooned over John the heebie-jeebies.

In case you forget what Mayer once looked like, he is the cutie pie in the picture below:

Fast forward a decade or so, add in a huge ego and an addiction to porn, and you get this:

Some choice quotes from Mayer that make us cringe:

About Jessica Simpson- “That girl, for me, is a drug. And drugs aren’t good for you if you do lots of them. Yeah, that girl is like crack cocaine to me… Sexually it was crazy. That’s all I’ll say. It was like napalm, sexual napalm…”

“I don’t think I open myself to it. My dick is sort of like a white supremacist. I’ve got a Benetton heart and a fuckin’ David Duke cock. I’m going to start dating separately from my dick.”

“There have probably been days when I saw 300 vaginas before I got out of bed.”

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