Lindsay Lohan

by Ivana Markotic

It’s -13°C in Toronto today and in the frigid temperatures of a Canadian winter, we need to keep warm, yet we don’t want to sacrifice style. The biggest trend for Winter 2009 will help us solve the dilemma of warmth vs. fashion: fur, both real and fake. Chapkas, scarves, coats, vests, wraps and even handbags are all taking a fuzzy form. read more...

by Jen McNeely

There are two ladies taking over this city, from Yorkville to Parkdale, Church Street to King West – they are called Siamese2Hearts and they are the only girl DJ team in Toronto. read more...

T’was the night before Christmas, and all through LA
Every creature was blurring the words that they say;
The stockings were pleather and the cleavage was bare,
In hopes that Robert Pattinson might just be there.
The girls were all decked out and far from their beds,
Ativan-induced visions bounce ‘round in their heads
Of a chain-smoking Britney, with a babe on her lap,
And Leo settling down for a much-needed nightcap.
Angie’s too thin now and Jessica’s fatter,
Winona’s stealing wine glasses, but what does it matter? read more...

by Olga
We are used to seeing her glum-ass face plastered in smutty mags while we check out at Price Choppers. We think about her tickling Lindsay and wonder if they reciprocate sexual favours under silk sheets but nothing gets us more wet than the possibility of watching these two in real life, chasing them around and barreling over smaller girls in the process. read more...

The great debate started a month ago, (actually three months ago – but that's just embarrassing) - what to be for Halloween?

Why does it always happen that we have over ambitious ideas and then three days before Halloween the panic sets in and (once again) we end up tearing through Value Village trying on ragged housecoats, children's apparel, neon wedges and ski jackets assuming we will find 'the' costume, all the while waving at ex-friends and neighbours that we sort of know. Sigh. read more...

Maybe it’s the orange mystery punch that makes your legs tingle, but there’s something spookily superb about Halloween. Just when nothing seemed scarier than your Thanksgiving leftover family rage, this wicked rules-free slutfest reminds us mere mortals how holidays should be: drug-fuelled, full-mooned (you know what I mean), novelty costume-clad and drenched in fake blood. And what’s even creepier than your Lindsay Lohan costume? This week’s 13 celebrity truths scarier than any spooky Halloween story… read more...