Spotted: Several Constance-Billard notables making the usual mass exodus out of the Hamptons and back to Manhattan on the eve of a new school year. They might still be sporting crisp tennis whites, but even they can’t hide the dirt they’re carrying with them. Did any couples survive the fallout from the Bass–Van der Woodsen wedding? Let’s look back for a moment . . .
You’d think, from all the hype that came out of the Sundance Film Festival, that Hamlet 2 might just be the greatest comedy ever made. The audience response was off the charts—not since Little Miss Sunshine had there been so much chatter about what is, in reality, a goofy farce. I tend to easily buy into hype, so when I saw the trailer I was confused as to whether we were all talking about the same movie. It looked amateurish, obvious, and unfunny. And thus I did what any self-respecting moviegoer would do and satisfied my curiosity by plunking down twelve bucks and giving up ninety minutes of my life (plus previews). So, how’d that work out?
With Michael Phelps back on United States soil, it was time for other sports and other athletes to shine in the second week of competition, and shine they did. Week two at the Beijing Olympics proved to be exciting, heartbreaking, and memorable. Join me as I recall eight (that number is everywhere!) of the highs and lows from the final week at the 2008 Olympic Games.
I’m sad that my favorite designer, Kelli, was sent packing after last week’s Lipstick Jungle challenge, even though her ensemble looked like a cheap Hot Topic knockoff. Even worse, Keith’s fabric-strip skirt won the day, which is a shame because Jerell’s sharp-looking ensemble seemed ready for prime time. This week, Project Runway enters into all-new territory—the designers have to create looks for a batch of feisty, finicky drag queens who know exactly what they want. Put them face-to-face with a bunch of very strong-willed designers, and you know sparks are going to fly.
Underage drinking seems like a fact of life on many college campuses around the country, and how could it not be? A majority of the students are under the legal age of twenty-one, on their own for the first time in their lives, and looking to have some fun and live out their own Animal House dreams. And, conveniently enough, many of their classmates are able to buy alcohol and supply their parties! Wicked cool! I’m not saying it’s right or legal, only that it happens. But recently, a drinking age initiative has been making the rounds that calls for a national debate on lowering the legal age back down to eighteen. I, for one, am all for it.