Updated: Tina Fey responds below!
Have you been reading all about Taylor Swift telling Amy Poehler and Tina Fey that they are going to hell for their Golden Globes jokes in the most recent issue of Vanity Fair? Or wait, was that Katie Couric who told Taylor Swift that, and the singer was just relating it back in an anecdote? Did Amy Poehler say she was actually going to hell? Did Couric totally rip off a very famous Madeleine Albright quote about a basketball?
If you are confused, don’t worry. Here are some GIFs from Mean Girls to help explain.
Ha ha. Love this. It’s not even technically a “prank,” so much as a very good method for finding out what former co-workers really thought about you. All you do is wait until they are on a nationally syndicated program, and then call up the show pretending to be someone named “Coco” from “New Hampshire.” You don’t even have to mask your voice!
Golden Globes 2013
Not too many surprises this year in the nominations, announced today, for the 2013 Golden Globe Awards. This year, Tina Fey and Amy Poehler will be making history as the first female duo to host the ceremony, held on Jan. 13., but other than that, it’s all Lincoln (seven nominations), Argo (five) and Django Unchained (ditto).
Amy Poehler and Tina Fey will be hosting the Golden Globes this year. This is a big “first,” since never before in herstory have two women been allowed to share the same stage in Hollywood, for fear they would start shredding each other’s clothes and tearing out clumps of hair.
But being on TV and being friends with Tina Fey aren’t the only two things Ms. Poehler is good at. She also gives #RealTalk lady advice to young women on her website, Smart Girls at the Party.
That is why ABC World News was impressed enough to name Ms. Poehler “Person of the Week.” It’s truly an honor, as the following video from last night’s broadcast clearly shows.
“Every time you hear the word vagina, drink!” commanded opening act, Mamie Gummer.
The audience, mainly female—go figure—responded with the obedient clinking, and subsequent sinking, of glasses that reverberated through Joe’s Pub at the Public Theater. And vagina was indeed the theme of the evening at These Girls, Glamour’s night of monologues by young ladies they’ve deemed the new generation of female voices.
It quickly became apparent that for all involved (Olivia Wilde, Leandra Medine, Rashida Jones, Zosia Mamet, Aubrey Plaza and Lauren Miller), this was a chance to have a real heart-to-heart—you know, girl talk—so far from their usual introverted selves.
“Tonight, these girls can be who they uniquely are fan-fucking-tastic,” exclaimed Gloria Steinem.
It was refreshing, we suppose, though The Observer did feel a tinge of sympathy for the few men in the audience.
The Emmys, television’s slightly-less-glitzy answer to the Oscars, are this Sunday, and we have some relatively uneducated guesses as to which of the nominees will bring home an oddly spiky statuette.
The Emmy nominations are set to be announced tomorrow, and all eyes in coffee shops and traffic-thirsty blogs will be on the fate of Girls. Let’s predict what other shows were widely regarded as good this past year!
The Emmy nominations will be announced July 19, and we’re already wondering who will end up nominated; in particular, the question of New York media darling Lena Dunham weighs upon us. Ms. Dunham, creator of HBO’s Girls, could get anywhere between zero and four nominations as creator, writer, director, and star of the show (she could Read More
Last night, at what is widely hyped as the best night in New York fashion, the attendees of the annual gala benefit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s Costume Institute did not disappoint. Patterns, we saw a few: a lot of black, a lot of neon, a lot of feathers, and a lot of sheer. And Read More
A severe cross-costal storm system (apparently of Los Angelino origin) bore down upon the Metropolitan Museum of Art this week. The tempest, however, was not unforeseen. Squalls have been detected all week, as Hollywood winds have breathed flash-bulbous air over the city. Finally, at prime cocktail hour Monday, the heavens burst. Instead of rain, legions of celebrities precipitously poured forth.