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Internets Lifestyle Blogging Gal about town and pioneering testicle designer Mary Rambin has dusted off her soapbox to drop some more knowledge on the unhealthy masses. This time she focuses on NYC’s recent ban on large sugar-sweetened drinks, which is, in her words, “a step in the right direction.” More specifically: My hope is that this is the first of many acts to follow to take the over-processed crap out of our diets; people are obviously not capable of doing it themselves. (Have you seen the lines at McDonald’s lately?!) Again with the “oh poor unhealthy idiots, eating McDonald’s because they’re too dumb to know better” schtick. She honestly seems to believe that if soda and fast food were wiped off the face of the earth, everyone would just start going to Whole Foods and eating salads and granola all day long. She doesn’t show even an iota of understanding that health is way more complicated than just trying to force people to reach for water instead of Pepsi. I’m just tired of seeing Rambin pull this ridiculous concern-trolling routine, when it’s clear she doesn’t care about starting or joining any halfway serious conversation about health or obesity. I will give it to Rambo, though. The woman certainly knows how to end her posts with a bang: Although I have no scientific references to back this up, it’s my belief that the crap these big brands inject into food is a cause of cancer. Cancer, you say?! Well I’m convinced. I’ll put down my Cinnabon and pick up the nut butter. Does anyone know of any good recipes involving quinoa? Jenna Cole, high educated e-book advocate, is currently pregnant with her second child. Around 5 months along, she’s apparently had pretty much zero pre-natal care until now – and doesn’t seem very excited about the idea of having any, uploading this to her instagram yesterday: When asked by OMGMOM “Why don’t you want ultrasounds? I loved them –beyond seeing Mia, I thought the technology was fascinating and asking questions and learning about how she’s growing inside of me was truly amazing”, Jenna responded: @omgmom I dislike investing the time, but I also have strong opinions about healthcare costs and unnecessary procedures (I think Mia was high risk right? Not judging and implying that your ultrasounds were unnecessary 🙂 ) Ok mothers, you’ll have to enlighten me here…are two ultrasounds during a pregnancy considered “unnecessary procedures” not worth “investing” your time for? If your doctor did your first one at 5 months and said he might want to check again later, would you go off on a rant about healthcare costs? I guess I was just under the impression that most mothers would do anything, take advantage of every resource, to ensure the well-being of their baby. And most moms I know wish they’d had more ultrasounds (I guess it’s a mom thing, most of them seem to want those fetus pics as often as possible). I just don’t understand such a flippant response from someone who seems to have gone back to college for the sole purpose of making her husband allow her to get pregnant again. You’d think she would be a bit more interested in her pre-natal care (especially since it seems she intends to have a home birth). But hey, at least Bathroom Baby is finally getting a real bedroom. I guess we can only expect so much maternal focus from Jenna at one time.
Brit Morin, brilliant idea haver, has another brilliant idea. She’s now recommending Brit readers use TaskRabbit, in which her husband has been an investor, to hire vassals for all those menial tasks you have piling up. Gushing that “you can bet that the service will continue to expand across America and maybe even globally over the coming years”, Brit claims TaskRabbit is one of her “favorite outsourcing services”. I’m sure that’s a totally unbiased opinion. Supposedly the reason for the spousal startup pimping is to encourage people to hire someone to stand in line for the new iPhone. That’s right, you can pay your own personal Veruca Salt $55 to stand in line for 4 hours so you can have the iPhone before anyone else. One dedicated TaskRabbit will wait up to 4 hours in line for you. Once he or she gets close to the front, you’ll come swap out places so that you can complete your purchase and get your phone set up. The total out of pocket cost is $55 — that’s $13.50/hour. It sounds like a lot, but if you get paid more than that per hour, it seems more valuable to pay someone to wait for you. First of all, people do this? It’s THAT important to throw $900 at the VERY LATEST phone the DAY it comes out? Second, is it just me or does it seem a bit nepotistic to pimp a company in which your husband – who has such a fantastic track record – has invested without so much as a disclosure? Raven, thinks “democrat” is a curse word, apparently has some very strong ideas about fashion. Then, there are people like me. Who dress for men. Who dress for the opposite sex. Who knows that men despise red lipstick and they love a nude lip. Who knows that men see maxi dresses as “mumus.” Who knows that men HATE that stupid topknot thingy and yes, when they see you with one of those bubble necklaces? All they think is nasty sexual anal bead thoughts. I dress for men. Why? Because I am a woman. And I don’t think it’s “beneath me” to dress to impress. She goes on to inform us that men hate cardigans, J. Crew, and….feminists: They do. Without trying to get all political, men are hard-wired to be the hunter/gatherer type. Hard-wired to be the protector, provider and safety-net for their women. Open doors, pay for the meal, provide a living…BE A MAN. (This really has nothing to do with fashion but still, feminist love cardigans.) Between sites encouraging girls to forgo college and be SAHM’s at 17 and this kind of weird ‘cardigans mean you’re a ballbusting liberal lady’ nonsense, I feel like blogspot is turning the internet into the 1950’s. This is the kind of “have you ever seen an attractive feminist?” crap fat middle aged men say about women who don’t like to cook. It’s fine if this chick wants to focus her life on pleasing the male gaze but it’s pretty ridiculous to post a litany of things all men hate as if she’s some sort of authority, rather than just some stay at home mom who read “The Rules” a few too many times.
Cary Randolph Lifestyle Blogging Cary Randolph Fuller, the WASPiest woman to ever live, continues her self-transformation from midwestern podunk sk8t3r girl in Brooklyn to Hamptons hitting, polo match attending, Manhattan socialite. It’s a long road from drinking beer in a flannel shirt to perfecting your disordered eating at the Ralph Lauren offices, but that’s still not enough to get Scary Mandolph the Kennedy Jefferson Wittenbach Mr. Big whatever man who will marry her and confer on her the legitimate WASP status she droolingly craves. There is a final step: making the rounds in magazines as one of NYC’s “bachelorettes”. That’s right: Cary “my parents were socialites I was born in Connecticut I worked at a hotel one summer in Newport which is the same as spending summers there” Fuller has been named one of Complex Magazines “50 Most Desirable Bachelorettes in NYC“, presumably because Man Repeller is no longer available. She promptly began bragging about her new importance on her twitter: Who wrote that @complexguide list of bachelorettes?! Whose hand to I need to shake?! Oh give me a break. The list is a mix of random bloggers and a couple of actual celebrities/models. New York City is a small town, I’m sure Cary knows exactly whose back to scratch here. But whatever. Things like this will truly notch up her social currency enough to land herself a husband with a house in Maine, so mission accomplished! Miss James, the lowercase writing/homeschooling/hipster urban farmer wannabe running Bleubird Vintage, is expecting her 4th child soon. Even though she already has 3 kids she obviously needs to buy all new things for this one because baby shopping and nursery decorating can be spun into endless blog posts. But it seems she’s having some trouble finding appropriately twee getups for soon-to-be son: …i found that most of the baby boy stuff out there wasn’t very cute. i was underwhelmed by my options and truth be told, i am not a huge fan of most vintage clothes and things for baby boys, so this was a tricky one to prepare for… Instead, she decided to go Standard Hipster and managed to gather up all the required “of the now” baby items that all the other pregnant bloggers are buying: the $400 Alma crib, a $55 dollar chevron blanket (from Etsy of course), and a bunch of $34 bucks a piece organic cotton onesies because God forbid her baby wear hand me downs from his sister who has barely grown out of her old onesies. Now before you go off rolling your eyes and asking “who buys $34 dollar onesies??” Miss James wants you to know that “this is not a sponsored post. however, some of these items have been gifted to us”. As if there was ever any doubt that this baby is not sponsored to the hilt.
In Case You Were Wondering, Mary Rambin’s Condescension Circuit Still Works
That Wife Dislikes “Investing The Time” In Prenatal Care
Internets Lifestyle Blogging
Brit Morin Will Pimp Her Husband’s Investments
Raven Knows What Boys Like
Cary Wants You All To Know She’s Famous And Single
Bleubird Vintage Needs Cuter Baby Boy Things
