Must-Have for Tween Girls:

Hannah Banana Ruched Butterfly Tank Dress
Paulinie Funkyberry Ivory Bling Tween Tunic
Flowers by Zoe Sequined Peace Sign Dress
Miss Me Girls’ Tween Fashions
Peace of Cake Rainbow Print Smocked Cover Up
Berry Jane leggings in Purple Sparkle or Rainbow Tie Dye

New Tween apparel lines on the rise!

Brand new Celebrity-backed TWEEN apparel lines:

•Abbey Dawn by Avril Lavigne
•LC Lauren Conrad
•Tony Hawk Kmart
•Dream Out Loud by Selena Gomez (arriving in July) J.C. Penney
•Nastia Liukin’s Supergirl by Nastia (July)
•Mary Kate and Ashley Olsenboye
•Kimora Lee Simmons Fabulosity
•Ryan Sheckler’s RS by Sheckler Macy’s
•Jessica Simpson
•Madonna’s Material Girl (August) Target
•Shaun White
•Anna Sui Gossip Girl Wal-Mart
•Miley Cyrus & Max Azria
•Taylor Swift L.e.i. Wet Seal
•Jordin Sparks’ Sparks

Miley’s not going to college? So what else is new??

With a new spark in the media regarding Miley’s statements about not going to college, I had to wonder, what young celebrities actually go to college once they’ve made a billion dollars? Obviously, the first thoughts of higher education in our culture is for higher earning and to be in a professional field that we love (like?). It seems Miley has already accomplished both, so why is the media bugging out so bad? Of course, the experience of college is character building; you learn a lot about yourself, politics, culture, etc. It isn’t just about mathematical equations and crossing all your “t’s” and dotting the “i’s”.
But Miley has been in a different world than most teenage girls (for most of her childhood life). It stands to reason that she has already experienced a lot in such a short time. She travels worldwide, she tours, she performs in front of massive audiences, she works long hours, she meets important people. She has the life of Riley, a world in which she is the master of her own universe. We all hated school. Why on earth would we go (or work, or anything else we don’t want to do) if we don’t HAVE to?
“But college is great for other subjects”, you say. Literature? Sure. The Arts? Of course! Cultures and world history? Obviously.
And I’m not condoning her “wait till later for college” schpeal, but I have personally found travel and the right tour guide to be more profound than any history book I could ever read. I learned about and experienced art and art appreciation on my visits to The MET, the MOMA and The Louvre. And I learned the different cultures of our world by emersing myself in their world.
So, which celebrities have gone to college (and finished)? We were surprised to find so many had started at Ivy League schools and dropped out once their careers took off. So, here are a few of the graduates:

Renee Zellweger: B.A. English, Univeristy of Texas
Ashley Olsen: NYU (still enrolled)
Howard Stern: Boston University (Communications)
Oprah Winfrey: Tenn. State University
Adam Sandler: NYU
Eva Longoria: Texas A&M University (Kingsville)
Will Farrell: USC (Sports Braodcasting)
Maggie Gyllenhaal: Columbia University
Kevin Costner: California State University (business)
Ashley Judd: University of Kentucky (major: French)
Tommy Lee Jones: Harvard (major: English)
Denzel Washington: Fordham University (Journalism)

Lourdes Leon’s fashion line, Material Girl

Madonna and Lourdes Leon’s fashion line, “Material Girl”, is launching 2010 at Macy’s. It’s no surprise that Lourdes is following in the fashion footsteps of her mom. Most moms know that if the tweens and teens are wearing it, younger girls — even preschoolers — will be attempting to replicate the looks. So we’re curious if you’re a mom, would you let your child wear any of these items (or ones inspired by them) that the fashionable teen has been spotted out in?  And if you are a Tween, would you rock Lourdes’ style?

80′s Teen Heartthrob, Corey Haim, Dead at 38

It’s a sad day in Burbank, CA and in the rest of America for 30-something women who swooned over Corey Haim in the peak of his career in the 1980′s. Corey Haim was “the other Corey” in the Haim/Feldman duo. Corey had admitted his drug abuse to The Sun in 2004 stating that his drug use started on the set of “The Lost Boys” with marajuana; eventually his drug abuse escalated to cocaine and later, crack.

Haim died at 2:15 a.m. Wednesday at Providence St. Joseph Medical Center in Burbank, Los Angeles County coroner’s Lt. Cheryl MacWillie said. An autopsy will determine the cause of death and there were no other details, she said. Police Sgt. Michael Kammert said there’s no evidence of foul play. Haim had flulike symptoms before he died and was getting over-the-counter and prescription medications, Police Sgt. William Mann said. The cause of death is unknown, Mann said.

“He could have succumbed to whatever (illness) he had or it could have been drugs. Who knows?” Mann said. “He has had a drug problem in the past.”

Haim was taken by ambulance to the hospital from an apartment in Los Angeles near Burbank. The enormous complex is known as Oakwood and is popular with young actors, Kammert said.

In 2007, he told ABC’s “Nightline” that drugs hurt his career. “I feel like with myself I ruined myself to the point where I wasn’t functional enough to work for anybody, even myself. I wasn’t working,” he said.

In later years, he made a few TV appearances and had several direct-to-video movies. He also had a handful of recent movies that have not yet been released. In recent years, he appeared in the A&E reality TV show “The Two Coreys” with his friend Corey Feldman. It was canceled in 2008 after two seasons. Feldman later said Haim’s drug abuse strained their working and personal relationships.

In a 2007 interview on CNN’s “Larry King Live,” Haim called himself “a chronic relapser for the rest of my life.”

Carrie Bradshaw: The Teen Version.

 

Exclusive Excerpt: The Carrie Diaries by Candace Bushnell

The life of a Teen Carrie Bradshaw before Sex and the City. Read the exclusive excerpt of The Carrie Diaries by Candace Bushnell:

They say a lot can happen in a summer. Or not. It’s the first day of senior year, and as far as I can tell, I’m exactly the same as I was last year. And so is my best friend, Lali. “Don’t forget, Bradley, we have to get boyfriends this year,” she says, starting the engine of the red pickup truck she inherited from one of her older brothers. “Crap.” We were supposed to get boyfriends last year and we didn’t. I open the door and scoot in, sliding the letter into my biology book, where, I figure, it can do no more harm. “Can’t we give this whole boyfriend thing a rest? We already know all the boys in our school. And—” “Actually, we don’t,” Lali says as she slides the gear stick into reverse, glancing over her shoulder. Of all my friends, Lali is the best driver. Her father is a cop and insisted she learn to drive when she was twelve, in case of an emergency. “I hear there’s a new kid,” she says. “So?” The last new kid who came to our school turned out to be a stoner who never changed his overalls. “Jen P says he’s cute. Really cute.” “Uh-huh.” Jen P was the head of Leif Garrett’s fan club in sixth grade. “If he actually is cute, Donna LaDonna will get him.” “He has a weird name,” Lali says. “Sebastian something. Sebastian Little?” “Sebastian Kydd?” I gasp. “That’s it,” she says, pulling into the parking lot of the high school. She looks at me suspiciously. “Do you know him?” I hesitate, my fingers grasping the door handle. My heart pounds in my throat; if I open my mouth, I’m afraid it will jump out. I shake my head. We’re through the main door of the high school when Lali spots my boots. They’re white patent leather and there’s a crack on one of the toes, but they’re genuine go-go boots from the early seventies. I figure the boots have had a much more interesting life than I have. “Bradley,” she says, eyeing the boots with disdain. “As your best friend, I cannot allow you to wear those boots on the first day of senior year.” Too late,” I say gaily. “Besides, someone’s got to shake things up around here.” “Don’t go changing.” Lali makes her hand into a gun shape, kisses the tip of her finger, and points it at me before heading for her locker. “Good luck, Angel,” I say. Changing. Ha. Not much chance of that. Not after the letter. Dear Ms. Bradshaw, it read. Thank you for your application to the New School’s Advanced Summer Writing Seminar. While your stories show promise and imagination, we regret to inform you that we are unable to offer you a place in the program at this time. I got the letter last Tuesday. I reread it about fifteen times, just to be sure, and then I had to lie down. Not that I think I’m so talented or anything, but for once in my life, I was hoping I was. I didn’t tell anyone about it. I didn’t even tell anyone I’d applied, including my father. He went to Brown and expects me to go there, too. He thinks I’d make a good scientist. And if I can’t hack molecular structures, I can always go into biology and study bugs. I’m halfway down the hall when I spot Cynthia Viande and Tommy Brewster, Castlebury’s golden Pod couple. Tommy isn’t too bright, but he is the center on the basketball team. Cynthia, on the other hand, is senior class president, head of the prom committee, an outstanding member of National Honor Society, and got all the Girl Scout badges by the time she was ten. She and Tommy have been dating for three years. I try not to give them much thought, but alphabetically, my last name comes right before Tommy’s, so I’m stuck with the locker next to his and stuck sitting next to him in assembly, and therefore basically stuck seeing him—and Cynthia—every day. “And don’t make those goofy faces during assembly,” Cynthia scolds. “This is a very important day for me. And don’t forget about Daddy’s dinner on Saturday.” “What about my party?” Tommy protests. “You can have the party on Friday night,” Cynthia snaps. There could be an actual person inside of Cynthia, but if there is, I’ve never seen it. I swing open my locker. Cynthia suddenly looks up and spots me. Tommy gives me a blank stare, as if he has no idea who I am, but Cynthia is too well brought up for that. “Hello, Carrie,” she says, like she’s thirty years old instead of seventeen. Changing. It’s hard to pull off in this little town. “Welcome to hell school,” a voice behind me says. It’s Walt. He’s the boyfriend of one of my other best friends, Maggie. Walt and Maggie have been dating for two years, and the three of us do practically everything together. Which sounds kind of weird, but Walt is like one of the girls. “Walt,” Cynthia says. “You’re just the man I want to see.” “If you want me to be on the prom committee, the answer is no.” Cynthia ignores Walt’s little joke. “It’s about Sebastian Kydd. Is he really coming back to Castlebury?” Not again. My nerve endings light up like a Christmas tree. “That’s what Doreen says.” Walt shrugs as if he couldn’t care less. Doreen is Walt’s mother and a guidance counselor at Castlebury High. She claims to know everything, and passes all her information on to Walt—the good, the bad, and the completely untrue. “I heard he was kicked out of private school for dealing drugs,” Cynthia says. “I need to know if we’re going to have a problem on our hands.” “I have no idea,” Walt says, giving her an enormous fake smile. Walt finds Cynthia and Tommy nearly as annoying as I do. “What kind of drugs?” I ask casually as we walk away. “Painkillers?” “Like in Valley of the Dolls?” It’s my favorite secret book, along with the DSM-III, which is this tiny manual about mental disorders. “Where the hell do you get painkillers these days?” “Oh, Carrie, I don’t know,” Walt says, no longer interested. “His mother?” “Not likely.” I try to squeeze the memory of my one-and-only encounter with Sebastian Kydd out of my head but it sneaks in anyway. I was twelve and starting to go through an awkward stage. I had skinny legs and no chest, two pimples, and frizzy hair. I was also wearing cat’s-eye glasses and carrying a dog-eared copy of What About Me? by Mary Gordon Howard. I was obsessed with feminism. My mother was remodeling the Kydds’ kitchen, and we’d stopped by their house to check on the project. Suddenly, Sebastian appeared in the door-way. And for no reason, and completely out of the blue, I sputtered, “Mary Gordon Howard believes that most forms of sexual intercourse can be classified as rape.” For a moment, there was silence. Mrs. Kydd smiled. It was the end of the summer, and her tan was set off by her pink and green shorts in a swirly design. She wore white eye shadow and pink lipstick. My mother always said Mrs. Kydd was considered a great beauty. “Hopefully you’ll feel differently about it once you’re married.” “Oh, I don’t plan to get married. It’s a legalized form of prostitution.” “Oh my.” Mrs. Kydd laughed, and Sebastian, who had paused on the patio on his way out, said, “I’m taking off.” “Again, Sebastian?” Mrs. Kydd exclaimed with a hint of annoyance. “But the Bradshaws just got here.” Sebastian shrugged. “Going over to Bobby’s to play drums.” I stared after him in silence, my mouth agape. Clearly Mary Gordon Howard had never met a Sebastian Kydd. It was love at first sight…

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A Blog About Clogs!

Clogs are HOT?  Say it isn’t so?!??  They were all over the Chanel runway this season at New York Fashion Week, so perhaps, there is a resurrection of the clunky clogs.  Of course, I have to make my recommendations on this trend.  So, I guess if you’re gonna clog, clog in these:

Lady Gaga As Garbage

California-based artist, Jason Mercier, also known as the celebrity junk drawer artist has unveiled his latest creation: Lady Gaga.  Jason uses everyday junk items (i.e. bottle caps, used makeup containers, toothbrushes, lighters, etc.) to create the mosaic portraits of such notable celebrities as Barak Obama, Pink, Donald Trump, Morgan Fairchild, Andy Warhol, Debbie Reynolds, Pam Anderson, Prince, Rosie O, Ru Paul and Kathy Griffin.  I am amazed by his work and you really have to see it to believe it.  I’m hoping to catch a peek in San Fran this Spring!

The artist will be showing his works March 17th on Melrose Ave. at Ghettogloss and then in San Fransisco at Given from April-May (details)

Spring has Sprung! Hot items under $20

Pink Ice (www.pinkice.com): Orange Cream Striped Top, Pink Sheer Cardigan, Gauzy Scarf, Floral Leggings
Forever 21 (www.forever21.com): Floral Cabana Shoes, Owl Necklace, Striped  Short Romper (HTG21), Floral Mini Skirt, Striped Knit Dress, Nautical Wide Belt