Jill Zarin’s Fashion Blunder

Jill Zarin — or whomever styled her — made a major fashion faux-pas at the Real Housewives of New York City reunion. No, I’m not talking about the hideous teal color of her shoes (although, that’s pretty bad too). Instead, I’ll let reader Emma explain. She sent me the above screencap with the following question: …

Male Model Seeks The Assistance of B-Side Blog Readers

Not so long ago, I posted about my friend Chris, who’s in the running for something called Model Survivor. I implored you all to vote for him to win, not realizing that the cruel webmaster behind this game was not content to have merely one round of voting or even two, but apparently THIRTY. Overkill? …

SHILL TIME: Fun For The Ladies (And The Gays)

Time to shill for a friend (as if I don’t do that enough — btw, check out my friend Heather’s book, Eat Your Feelings: Recipes for Self-Loathing. On sale now and beloved by the New Yorker!). Anyway, my buddy Chris models, and apparently there’s a website out there which is attempting to crown “the hottest …

Dwight from 'Real Housewives of Atlanta' Forgets To Wear Top Half of Yeti Costume

In season one of The Real Housewives of Atlanta, Nene’s gay sidekick Dwight asked “How you gonna have a fashion show with no fashions?” He was referring, of course, to the infamous SHE BY SHERAYAY launch party which featured, quite literally, no fashions. Well, there may have been clothes at the party pictured above (hosted …

Lenny Kravitz Rocks Prague; I Observe Invisibly

Back in May, I posted about my semi-awkward encounter with Lenny Kravitz in Prague, and I’m happy to report that the commercial around which the whole debacle centered has finally made it to air. Above, check out the new spot for Kohl’s, and know that in one of those windows behind Lenny’s head, my mom …

MORTIFYING MOMENT OF THE DAY: Crotch Rip Edition

Traveling Pants Shall Travel No More Over the past week, two pairs of my shorts and my favorite pair of cargo pants have developed large, menacing holes in their pockets. I don’t know exactly what brought it about (heavy keys, no doubt), but yesterday afternoon, I resolved to take my ailing garb to a tailor …

A Brief Introduction To My Strike Hair

Back in December, I decided that one way to save money would be to cease all haircuts until the strike ended. Well, now it’s over, and I’ve decided to extend my moratorium until I receive my next paycheck, which could be who knows when. While the inner-pride I maintain in the face of such an …