Hands-free iPhone carriage — in your bust!
Ring parties are the new arm parties. This is the best new trend ever.
The brunette beauty discusses her rise from Irish dance competitions in Canada to the pages of American Vogue — and beyond.
Eighteen-year age difference? No problem!
Jorts are the world's single greatest item of clothing. But recently, they've succumbed to a terrible plague.
"That's fucking awesome," says Levine, pointing to a pair of (presumably fitted) pants.
Parsons might not have liked Boardman's "Jackie Ho" collections, but they were perfect for Paper.
The images accompany a story by Plum Sykes about "a spartan Austrian spa for dramatic health makeovers." Karlie perches on a rock by a lake in the buff except for some body mud, white heels and a gold leaf head covering.
Details on everything from the bed William might get to sleep in to the food Kate might eat. It's all so exciting and boring at the same time!
Net-a-porter shoppers in the Hamptons who need that Cavalli bathing suit instantly can pay extra for a service that will ship the items to them via Seaplane. Because nothing is more tasteless than regular mail. As if that belongs in the Hamptons.
If even L.A. is refusing to run it, you'd think it must be pretty bad.
There's always a new way to kill time, guys.
Ford's alliance with two of the biggest pop stars of our time probably stems from more than simple mutual admiration. Could money be on the line?
Step one: stick your tongue out. Step two: touch a sleeve.