"So tell me, what's been going on in your buttock area?" You have to admit that's a pretty good opener for a patient exam on "Botched," a reality show about cosmetic repair work that kicks off its fourth season on E! on June 18.
Dove U.K. recently announced its new array of female-shaped bottles that, in the English version of the word, "Break the Mould." "From curvaceous to slender, tall to petite, and whatever your skin color, shoe size or hair type, beauty comes in a million different shapes and sizes," Dove U.K. wrote on its Web site. "Our six exclusive bottle designs represent this diversity: just like women, we wanted to show that our iconic bottle can come in all shapes and sizes, too." Um, except it seems screamingly obvious that these six bottles represent a visual array of hunks of plastic, not ...
"The Handmaid's Tale," a phenomenal drama now streaming on Hulu.com, looks to be the service's breakout hit, just as "Mad Men" put AMC on the map lo those many years ago.
Lately, she's adopted a fembot voice that is very soft and whispery - and so controlled it's almost chilling. While making a point, she flashes a 90-watt smile that seems unconvincing, more like a very careful and meticulous tiger baring her teeth.
What more is there to say about the now-dumped Bill O'Reilly? That he recently shook hands with the Pope? That he substituted the word "falafel" for "loofah" while making harassing calls to one of his female producers? That in the end, two of the few advertisers that stuck by his show were My Pillow and Turbo Scrub?
Earlier in the week, I posted this snarky joke on social media: "The CEO of United just sent Sean Spicer a huge fruit basket, regifted from Pepsi."
To paraphrase sometime-casino owner Rick in "Casablanca," "I'm no good at being noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of one little Pepsi commercial don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world." Or do they?
Anti-retrosexuals, rejoice! We've got nothing to lose but the boobs on display in ads for the Hardee's and Carl Jr's food chains!
As the self-appointed president of the "Maniacs for Mad Men" club, I'm always on the lookout for a worthy successor. I don't want to get too excited yet, but I must say that one (not-yet picked-up) Amazon pilot, "The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel," looks awfully promising.
The young white interviewer-dude sports the black glasses and follicularly robust beard of your basic Brooklyn hipster. But rather than favoring a tight black T-shirt for flexing his tat-covered bicep muscles -- developed by salvaging industrial metals -- he's dressed in the tweedy wool jacket and cotton-checked shirt of a traditional academic (sans bow tie.) Thus, the mystery of this TD Ameritrade commercial begins. In what universe does a financial consultant look like this?