OK, most of the time I don’t mean entertaining but horrifying (NSFW), but you get the idea.
I heard about 40 Days of Dating via Mashable so I realize it’s entirely possible you did too.
Just in case you did not, please click here. The concept is straightforward – two friends commit to dating for forty days, the length of time it’s thought to break a bad habit. It’s the execution that’s unique.
While the forty days of dating happened in the spring, the recaps are just rolling out now. You can easily catch up in a day or two of binge reading and watching. Day 40 is August 16.
There are rules, of course. Even the rules are attractively presented!
I’m so curious to know how the forty days ended. Jessie and Tim don’t seem to be all that compatible but for some reason I find myself rooting for their dates to go beyond the experiment.
It’s that connection that made me wonder: is 40 Days of Dating real? What do you think?
- Going naked for professional reasons
I assume that if you’re Taylor Schilling or Laura Prepon, you’re so excited to be doing quality work on a well-written project like OITNB that it’s not your first concern. But then you’re shooting a shower scene, and both of you are topless. Then what?
It depends on the family, obviously, but with my parents, I just cringe thinking about nudity. Sometimes it inhibits what I write too.
How crummy to try to make it in television and film–with or without the support of family–only to get cast but have reservations about said family seeing your complete work!
Amanda Seyfried, who is currently promoting her film Lovelace, had this to say in US Weekly.
I can relate.
I think we all have someone in mind. A person we’d hook up with if presented with the opportunity…even if the person isn’t conventionally attractive.
They might even be kind of gross. Or insane. Want to know who I’d have Shame Sex with? Continue reading
As much as the competitions themselves hold our attention, lots of us are curious about life inside the Olympic Village.
Access to the Village is extremely limited with essentially zero access for media during the Games. Still stories spill out, usually by the same people “protected” from journalists in the first place. Ha!
Additionally, stories about other elements of the Village are placed, such as this one about the residences’ interior design and plans for post-Games use.
The spaces are bright and fresh, but if I were an athlete, I wouldn’t be excited about a twin bed OR having a roommate.
Just call me Princess Bitchface. It won’t be the first time.
Back to that loose lips article I mentioned, I have to say that it totally made me nostalgic for my college days and my first years living in NYC. Perhaps I should leave it at that.