Today at Flavorpill… Just when we thought the Swine Flu’s 15 minutes were up quicker than the Hipster Grifter’s, an intern over at Village Voice was diagnosed with it. We thought the midday wine was getting to us after witnessing the “invisible car,” but then we realized this artist was just really talented. We jammed to the magical orchestral arrangement of Coldplay meets Taylor Swift (the only way we could stomach her music). Eminem’s album leaked, and nobody cared. Vulture released their predictions for songs of the summer… and unfortunately, they’re probably right (Please go away Asher Roth). We laughed at this interview with the blogger behind the awesome Look At This Fucking Hipster. And finally, we had a good chortle over a featured entitled “How to Live In New York Off Of Hors D’oeuvres and Shwag.” We’re too lethargic for that kind of thing now, but those were the salad days…

There are certain widely-accepted pop culture truths. Kim Kardashian has a big butt. Michael Jackson likes little boys. Britney Spears is totally crazy. But wait! Leaked hotel requests from her UK tour dates tell a different story. Chick-lit and trashy mags? A smoke-free room? Flowers (which she’d rather arrange herself)? Holy Mrs. Dalloway! This isn’t the Frap guzzlin’, Marlboro Light puffin’ Southern belle who randomly started speaking with a British accent only a year and a half ago. After the jump, Britney’s “demand list” — chock full of  the things that most cheesy 27-year-old women we know like. Read More »

The colorfully-cracked out Coca Cola ad meets Labyrinth (sans David Bowie!) music video after the jump makes us excited for the summer. Because what’s more refreshing on a sunny day than drinking a Coke OUT OF THE BOTTLE and rocking out to Calvin Harris with a bunch of muppets who live in an organ on a hill? Thanks to Kanye (or one of his talented minions) for finding this one. Read More »

Things were different today at Bryant Park, and it wasn’t just the rain. New Yorkers expecting an ordinary lunch break were greeted at the park’s entrance with a larger than life bed (42 feet by 28 to be exact). But this wasn’t a real life Honey, I Blew Up The Kids mishap. InterContinental Hotels Group kicked off “World’s Bed Biggest Jump” with Shawn Johnson, Olympic gold medalist and Dancing With the Stars contestant (what, no Lil Kim?!). Read More »

In the past, identifying as a Trekkie was often equated with being a total weirdo. But with the much anticipated release of the revamped Star Trek, it’s finally OK for the closeted to come out from hiding. Easing their woes? The fact that the film is garnering across the board raves, with record breaking box office predictions. And if the always cooler than thou Winona Ryder (who doesn’t look a day over Girl, Interrupted) set aside her pain killers to film a handful of scenes, you know it’s the place to be. Need more proof? Allow us to present a slideshow of smokin’ hot VILFs for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy!

“I saw it in a bathroom stall in a bar in Brooklyn. I thought it was cool, so I got it.”

- Ed Westwick responds to Interview Magazine’s question about his “I Heart Romance” tattoo. We do hope you’re kidding, Mr. Bass. He also has “21 Grams,” “Love Me Two Times” (a song by The Doors), and  “You Make Me Feel Like the One” on his hot little bod. And expect “way more” because his personal mantra is: “Live fast, die young. Be a good-looking corpse. Leave a good-looking tattoo.” Sound advice.

We will always love Dolly Parton. Period. And not just because of an appearance on Letterman where she talked about being mistaken for a hooker and carrying a gun in her younger days. Perhaps that’s the problem with 9 to 5: The Musical. No matter how many drag queens may try, there’s only one diamond in a rhinestone world. At first, we refused to believe that 9 to 5 The Musical was a mess (over 20 Parton-penned songs and draglicious costumes had to please gays everywhere, right?). Sure, the negative review from theater review god Ben Brantley was to be expected. But then everyone else chimed in. After the jump, our highlights of the lowlights from critics. Read More »

Apparently this dude just learned about the horrific news that they’re trying to remake/ruin the childhood masterpiece that is The Neverending Story. We have a hunch that this video will be better than the remake. Read More »

Many opt for a picnic in Central Park as their form of post-work relaxation. For us, there’s nothing more relaxing (read: hilarious) on a warm summer evening than turning on the margarita machine with Chelsea Handler and her “little nugget” in tow, Chuy, on the Chelsea Lately show. Vodka, Are You There? It’s Me, Chelsea is our bedside Bible. My Horizontal Life is our go-to gift — with a handy bookmark placed in the chapter on her fear of fire crotches, natch. After the jump, six reasons why she’s our hero. (For the record, she worships Mariah Carey and Obi-Wan Kenobi.) Read More »

Today at Flavorpill, we enjoyed some vintage Tracy Morgan. We were impressed by the 100 leotard- clad dancers getting their “All My Single Ladies (Put a Ring On It)” on in Piccadilly Circus. Now that’s the way to sell some gum. We discovered that Salma Hayek was a diva thanks to her hacked e-mails. Shocking. The New York Observer‘s longest serving editor called it quits, and we wanted his job. We felt bad about our buffet lunch splurge after learning about this 83-year-old yoga teacher. We laughed out loud at the MTV Movie Awards promo featuring Andy Samberg, Jack Black, and Michael Cera… although Vulture has a conspiracy theory. We cringed at the sight of a dude munching on the world’s largest Cheeto. And then we felt hungry. We thought Aziz was nuts for recruiting Fleet Foxes as his personal security team at Bonnaroo. We got on board the in defense of Twitter bus. And finally, we visited our friends at Threadless.com where all week they’re donating $1 per order to PlantABillion.org. Nice work guys!