Social media and marriage. They don't quite go together like a horse and carriage -- at least not for everyone. While some couples use social media to share their kooky engagements or encourage folks to use hashtags during their reception, more and more couples are going the other way and forbidding the use of social media altogether when it comes to celebrating their special day.

David's Bridal's annual "What's on Brides' Minds" survey found that 44% of all brides think there needs to be more rules when it comes to cellphones being used at their nuptials! Could it be that we're finally regaining control of our lives? That we're finally all admitting to technological fatigue? I am keeping my fingers crossed and hoping and praying it's true.

More fuel to the fire of banning cellphones? Kim Kardashian and Kanye West aren't allowing any cellphones at their wedding. And guess what? Fourteen percent of brides polled have decided to follow suit! Could it be? Have Kim and Kanye started a wedding trend I can actually get behind?

Does this poll show a changing tide in the way we use our cellphones at special events like weddings? Maybe, that's definitely one way things could be going. But then again, maybe not.

“It is hard to escape the presence of social media, and many brides use it to announce their engagement and as a key tool during the wedding planning process,” said Brian Beitler, Executive Vice President and Chief Marketing Officer at David’s Bridal. Hmmm, that doesn't exactly sound like a death knell, does it?

I don't think social media or cellphones should be banned from special events altogether, don't get me wrong. But I do think that by and large, brides who do banish this stuff from the premises are doing so because people have no basic understanding of MANNERS anymore. I hate to sound like someone's grandma, but tweeting during vows is just tacky -- if you want to cyber-toast the couple at the reception, that's another thing altogether.

Would you ever ban social media from your wedding?

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I'm not a totally kinky person. That isn't to say that I'm not in touch with my sexuality. I totally am. But for me that isn't something I walk about the streets discussing. I may be a freak between the sheets, but friends, I am lady when I'm on the street. Let's be real -- I'm a lady pretty much everywhere I go and freak never.

That's why I was so hesitant when it came to the idea of sex toys you could wear around town. Is there a market for this? That's right, companies like the stellar Crave, have started making 'wearables', these incognito sexy-time toys for grown-ups that you can, in theory, wear to a board-meeting without anyone being any the wiser. I wasn't sure they were for me, but their sleek design? Well it basically looked like all the non-sex-toy jewelry I already own.

More from The Stir: 10 Discreet Sex Toys They'll Never Suspect (PHOTOS) 

So I decided to go for it! Worst case scenario, I was called out at work for public perversion, which frankly, would be kind of exciting. I tried out Crave's Droplet Necklace, which is a long, lariet-style silver piece with two silver oblong pendants at either end of the chain. With a quick twist those stylish pendants? They turn into nipple vibrators. Silent but deadly nipple vibrators.

To compliment my look (because you must accessorize properly or die, in my humble estimation) I also donned their leather cuffs. These gorgeous black leather handcuffs can be worn as a stack-able, totally punk rock looking bracelet. I was way into it.

I decided to wear these pieces around the office and see if I could pull of being kinky at the office. The answer? A resounding yes. I made copies, I chatted with co-workers, and did my actual job -- all stylishly and sexily. Even if you aren't into such displays, these pieces are worth checking out as jewelry alone! Check out the different places I wore these sex toys at the office!

Would you ever wear a secret sex toy in public?

Who doesn't love Drew Barrymore and Adam Sandler? No one, that's who. We love them apart, sure, but we really love them when they come together. The Wedding Singer is one of those movies that has me canceling my plans and hunkering down in front of the TV with pizza and a blanket every time it airs.

Drew and Adam are back, starring in the new romantic comedy Blended, hitting theatres this weekend! I was lucky enough to get a chance to sit down with them and find out what it is they look for in projects they tackle together, and what they think they hardest part of vacationing as parents really is.

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While the video certainly captures some awesome moments, there are some things you guys don't get to see. You don't get to see me confessing my nerves to the duo, or Drew Barrymore kindly cooing at me. You also don't get to see Adam Sandler make everyone clap for me when the interview is over. But all of this happened and it was all amazing.

I got a chance to see Blended before I spoke to the stars, and it is, in a word, excellent. It's the perfect holiday weekend movie. The location, the romance, the goofiness, and comic gold are a winning combination. That said, if you're a Terry Crews fan, you should be even more excited. his bit part? Yeah, it basically steals the whole movie.

Are you going to see Blended?

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Don't try and play innocent, Heather Dubrow. We alllllll heard you loudly insist that the hunk-for-hire operating your bull-ride up the speed when it came time for Tamra Judge to go for a ride. Though all things being equal, Tamra and her terrible cowboy hat totally had it coming. Indeed, my rose and I have decided that this episode should be retitled "There's a Ho-down at the Hoedown."

Now, why exactly am I being so hard on poor, bruised Tamra? Because she took an already socially awkward affair and made it basically unbearable for all parties involved. Sure, tensions were already running high after the infamous "chair" debacle from last time -- but there was no reason to make things even more juvenile. Tamra Judge, I find you guilty of pot-stirring in the first degree! Conveniently, the punishment for this is being thrown from a bull -- animatronic or otherwise. Consider it time served, girl.

I'm not saying that I think Heather is blameless in any of this, mind you. She hosted a charming (if totally tacky) ground-breaking party for her new homestead! Why fixate on berating guests for tardiness? In my humble estimation, going to town on a guest at your own party for being late is even more rude than said guest showing up late to begin with. I slapped my forehead so many times you'd think I was starring in a V8 commercial. 

It kind of seems unfair of me to be going to town on Heather for her rudeness when Vicki Gunvalson literally snored her way out of a conversation that bored her. But, I mean, Vicki IS rude. Her being a bitchy weirdo at these events? That's something we've come to expect. Heather serving pure awfulness? That's a thing slightly more rare. 

I wonder how long it's all going to take to bite Heather in the bung-hole. We've got audio AND visual of her going, "TURN UP THE SPEED VERY HIGH" when Tamra mounted the bull. Man, what if Tamra had broken her neck or something? And then Heather had been charged with murder! .... Remember that time I just accidentally wrote fan fiction about The Real Housewives of Orange County? IT JUST HAPPENED.

Do you think Heather will pay for her bull-themed crimes?

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Jessica Simpson's made no secret of her battles against the bulge. The naturally curvy (and naturally gorgeous) star and mama of two received so much hateful scrutiny when it came to analyzing her post-baby body. Despite the cruel and unusual treatment, she stayed true to herself. Jessica focused on loving her body and doing what was best her and her family. We need more female role models who are so out-and-proud about their battles with self-acceptance!

JSimp's path to sexy definitely worked! The results are proof that the healthiest way to get a banging body -- is Jessica's way. She shared some photos of herself posing pool-side (and, inexplicably, with a golf club) and her body has been totally transformed. Her legs are bananas-ripped! Seriously, they would put some athletes to shame.

Look at her calves! Look at her thighs! She could cut diamonds. I don't know why she'd want to, but it's totally feasible. She credits a lot of her transformation with adhering to the Weight Watchers program. Friends, I do Weight Watchers, and I'm here to tell you that counting points alone will not lead you to magically cut quads.

I know she's already got a killer shoe and bag collection, but if Jessica Simpson wanted to sell a line of workout videos, I would totally buy them! I mean, clearly not actual videos, because that is a dead medium, but you follow my meaning. I'd settle for her instructing me at the gym at least once.

Do you think Jessica's legs look perfectly cut, or has she gone too far?

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There's zero reason for swimsuit shopping to miserable. Trust me, we've just been going about it all wrong. We look at bathing suits with dread in our hearts, because most of what we see when we first go to the rack are suits that don't do our awesome bodies any favors. So let's shake up the way we shop for swimsuits! It should be fun!

Let's start by finding suits that work for our body types. If this means you need to quietly meditate in your car before going into the mall, by all means chant, "I am beautiful, I am beautiful, I am beautiful" as many times as you need to until you believe it. Once you're in the store, know what you're looking for.

Trying to minimize a pear shape? Go for a look that balances you out. Scared of showing off your tummy? There are plenty of ruffled designs to help you feel confident. We've rounded up 7 swimsuits for every body type that are great starting points for your hunt this season. So what are you waiting for? Dive in!

Do you dread swimsuit shopping?

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Diet soda is a tricky little beast. I'm sure you've read stories about the artificial sweeteners they contain that can actually make you GAIN weight rather than losing it. Don't go chucking your favorite diet sodas just yet, though! Because a new study put a whole new spin on the ol' diet rigmarole. Turns out, if you suddenly start eating well, and exercising, cutting out your diet soda can actually hinder your weight-loss process.

This was music to my ears since I am a rabid diet soda-swiller. Not because I'm perpetually watching my figure (unless you count watching it to see how awesome it is), but just because I like the taste. This new study made some pretty stellar points in favor of keeping your favorite diet sodas well-stocked. Three cheers for soda! It is the greatest! Hip, hip hooray!

The study in question followed two groups of dieters. Both groups were put on similar weight loss regimes including a change to the number of calories they were consuming and an increased exercise program. The only difference between the two dieting factions? One wasn't allowed to drink soda, and one was.

The results were surprising. The group who banished the muchly maligned diet cola from their diets actually lost less weight than the soda drinkers! The working theory is that without the intense sweetness of diet sodas, the dieters sought out other ways to slake their sweet-toothed cravings.

It kind of makes a lot of sense when you think about it! Of course they had cravings! Anyone who has successfully lost weight in the long-term can tell you that forbidding yourself from eating something forever only makes you want it more. Moderation in all things, that's the real key.

Are you a diet soda addict?

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Food and sex. That makes up exactly 100 percent of what human beings think about on a daily basis. Okay, so that might be an exaggeration -- but only a slight one! We need food to keep us alive and sex to propagate the species. Plus, if you're doing both right, they can be delicious and a heck of a lot of fun.

In fact, food and sex are so entwined, we should make it our business to take that even one step further. Let's bring more food into the bedroom! Sure, it's a little bit of a cliche, but it's a cliche FOR A REASON. If used properly (and safely), food in the bedroom can be a major turn-on. Bringing some fruit into your bedroom for foreplay? That's definitely gonna change the way you grocery shop!

If you're a novice and you're looking for some tips to get you from the pantry and into the sack, you've come to the right place. We've got some starter treats to tempt all your appetites. Use this as your jumping-off point! There's a lot of food out there -- it's all about finding what works for you.

Do you ever use food in the bedroom?

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Did you ever try to put on a play for your parents when you were kids? Well I guarantee you that the Duggars did it better. I don't know about you, but the "plays" I put on for my folks typically involved screaming Disney songs at them and trying to keep my three siblings wrangled. How the Duggar clan managed to put on a grade A-level dinner theater performance for their parents is beyond me. But it's to be admired all the same!

That's not to say they didn't have their fair share of disasters. The older girls panicked and their apple pies were only saved with male intervention -- nice to see the boys help them out! Also Jessa royally overcooked the steaks meant for their parents, which made for a tough entree. But what really mattered was the content and the message -- and both were insanely successful. 

The kids spent MONTHS putting together this dinner theater show for their parents, and their effort definitely paid off. Sure, there were some prime Duggar moments -- they were all running roughly two hours behind, folks kept tripping, and no one was at all sure as to whether or not the kids would be able to rally and sing the song that they had been preparing.

Maybe it was the magic of show-biz, or maybe it was that can-do Duggar spirit, but the kids totally pulled it off. It was such a sweet affair that even Jim Bob paused to wipe a tear from his eye. Above everything else, the little evening of theater and parental coddling served its main purpose -- it showed both Michelle and Jim Bob just how much they mean to their children. Who cares about tough steak when you've got love like that, right?

Do your kids ever put on plays for you?

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Have you seen the latest Miley Cyrus photo? No, she's not sticking out her tongue, twerking a man twice her age, or experiencing some major wardrobe malfunction. Quite the opposite. Miley was photographed looking TOTALLY STUNNING. At the World Music Awards last night, she donned some haute couture, sleek hair, and stepped onto the stage looking equal parts Edie Sedgwick and Grace Kelly. I could not believe what I was seeing. It made me nerdily happy. 

There was nothing not to love about her stunning, shimmering, blue green gown! It made her look like an ever-loving fairy princess in the best way possible. It fitted her to perfection! The slicked back hair look she paired it with? To die for! The well-done brows as the pop-point of her otherwise mostly nude makeup? GENIUS. Her skin looks flawless. That just leaves us with one question ...

If Miley can look this absolutely stunning, why doesn't she do this sort of thing every single time she goes out?! I mean, I totally get wanting to express yourself in what you're wearing. For Peter's sake, in college I once went around wearing a tie! We all do dumb things in the name of self-expression! But I'll tell you something -- you can express yourself without wearing a beige, latex leotard and rubbing your butt on someone's penis. It's totally possible. This outfit she's wearing? It proves this to be true!

Being dirty crazy funky cool (also the title of my memoir so don't steal it) is part of Miley's gimmick, fine, understandable. But if she's going to be photographed romping around in soccer socks paired with a day-glo halter later on this week, she shouldn't get our hopes up with these types of classy get-ups! She did it not once ... but twice. She accepted the award in an equally gorgeous silvery gown. Stop it, Miley! You're such a tease. 

Do you think Miley should always dress this way?

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What you wear can change your mood. This isn't shocking; in fact, it's something almost everyone I know can identify with. And now a psychologist actually found out that jeans totally make you feel depressed. I want to find this psychologist and high-five her. 

I don't totally agree with her way of thinking -- she says we wear jeans when we're already depressed because we can't be bothered to look nice. That I take issue with. So would anyone who has ever found a magic pair of jeans that lifts, separates, and feels like butter. In other words, the entire cast of The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.

Sure, there's nothing more depressing than bad jeans, but if you wear them the right way, they can make you feel like a sex bomb! Seriously, I have one pair that once I don them, I can basically hear Tom Jones singing as I walk down the street. They are sexy and stylish and so am I. But I understand where this broad is coming from -- if something doesn't fit you right, it isn't gonna make you feel right! 

Jeans are pernicious because their fit is so important. But you know what puts me in an even worse mood? BRAS THAT DON'T FIT. I have been known to leave parties, start fights with friends, even call in sick (though never at The Stir, I swear) if I'm stuck wearing a bra that itches, rides up, digs in, or does something else equally unfortunate. How we perceive ourselves makes up a big part of how we feel from day to day. OF COURSE if we think we don't look good, we'll feel bad. In jeans or anything else!

Does ill-fitting clothing put you in a bad mood?

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Summer's here! Time to get your feet ready to come out of hiding and meet the world! That means a pedicure and some totally sweet sandals! Sometimes unfortunately that also means some seriously blistered toes. For verily, summer shoes were not built for comfort. By and large, they were created for cuteness. My tender tootsies can testify. 

But fret not! There is a solution. You can have the cuteness of summer footwear without any of the agony! You just have to know what you're looking for. Go for almost-flat shoes or sandals. You don't want them to have zero support, a little heel will help stabilize you and keep your legs and feet from feeling tired. I also suggest, whenever possible, wide straps -- the wider, the better! 

More from The Stir: 10 Most Stylish & Comfortable Sandals

I've found five adorable sandals that are as comfortable as they are chic. For the most part, they are also exceptionally affordable! You know what that means -- you can now officially splurge and buy a pair to go with every outfit you own. Boom! 

What do you look for in your summer footwear?

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Here's a sentence I never thought I'd write: Pamela Anderson has betrayed me. Don't get me wrong, I adore Pam -- and have done so ever since I first started reading her writing in Jane magazine. Still, she is a celebrity I don't know very well (read: at all), so who am I to throw a snit-fit and bandy about words like 'betrayal' when she does something as silly as don extensions? I am me, and I am doing it.

I was so psyched when Pammy joined the ranks of the few, the proud, the pixie cut-having women of the world! The cut proved to anyone in doubt that hair does NOT make the woman. Without her trademark long blond locks, Pam looked younger, fresher, and was revealed for the true beach-dwelling babe she really is. Basically she looked more amazing than ever before -- I defy you to argue with me, straight me. That's why her recent appearance was such a letdown! 

Pam showed up at the World Music Awards back to her old tricks -- and I do not refer in a passive aggressive way to Tommy Lee, although, lol. Pam took to the stage and the red carpet wearing wicked long extensions. Now there's no shame in the extension game, but I kind of don't understand her thinking here! Her short hair looked so, so good! 

Besides, if she was bored or something and wanted to spice things up, couldn't she have just worn, like, a festive hat? At the very least she could have invested in extensions that did not look as though they had been gnawed up by a mountain of starving rats. Pam is a smart, savvy, blond bombshell through and through -- there is no excuse for these lackluster extensions. Boom

Am I being too harsh on Pam?

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It isn't officially summer until your kids are covered head to toe in melted popsicles. Who cares about the mess? That's what sprinklers and dogs who love to lick were made for, right? Exactly. Still, keeping the house fully stocked with the icy treats can be a hassle, and you don't want kids totally wired on sugar day in and day as they run in tiny little circles banging their heads on the wall, do you? 

I've got a solution to the sugar madness, the no-school boredom, AND the popsicle problem! Boom! I'm a problem-solving machine! Get the kiddos on board and make your own red, white, and blue rocket popsicles! Of course you can update this recipe to make any ol' type of popsicle you desire, but something about the red, white, and blue popsicles always makes me giddy with thoughts of summer. This recipe does mean investing in popsicle molds, but trust me -- they are cheap and basically pay for themselves. 

Red, White & Blue Popsicle Recipe

Ingredients

1 (12 oz.) bag frozen blueberries, defrosted
6 tablespoons honey
1 cup plain yogurt
1/4 cup milk
1 (12-oz.) bag frozen raspberries, defrosted

Directions

Place defrosted blueberries and 2 tbsp honey in a blender and puree until smooth.

Pour the blueberry puree a 1/3 way up each popsicle mold and freeze for 30-45 minutes.

Combine yogurt, milk, and 2 tbsp of honey in a bowl and whisk until smooth.

Pour yogurt mixture 2/3 way up the popsicle molds on top of the blueberry mixture, and freeze for another 30-45 minutes.

Place defrosted raspberries and 2 tbsp honey in a blender and blend until smooth.

Finish the popsicles by pouring the raspberry puree over the yogurt, place sticks in, and freeze.

Have you ever made your own popsicles?

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A Red Lobster customer is so angry about a receipt he left that went viral that he's going to drastic measures to get revenge.

The waitress who shared the bill alleges it is proof of not just his tight fist, but his racist nature.

On it, under tip amount, Devin Barnes wrote "none." Beneath that, for the total? It says the "N" word. His server, 19-year-old Toni Christina Jenkins, claims he wrote it in, so she took a picture of the receipt. Needless to say, it hit the web like wildfire. 

But that's not where the story ends. 

Barnes is now suing the restaurant. Yes, you read that right.

Now let's break this down. I have a hard time sympathizing with people who don't tip servers at restaurants to begin with. There's kind of no excuse. To you, the tip is optional and service-based, but to them, that tip makes up a fair portion of their daily income. Unless someone has been totally terrible, all putting your baby's face in a pie or something, I say tip AT LEAST 15 percent. 

That said, I get it when friends tell me their "terrible waitstaff" stories -- sometimes the stories they tell can very nearly make me understand not leaving a tip. But let the record show, none of my friends are also racist tool-buckets. Not tipping someone because of their race? That is never, ever, ever okay.

If that's what this dude in question did, as Jenkins claims, he deserves every bit of the abuse that's coming his way. 

Here's the thing, though -- Barnes says he never wrote the hateful language pictured on the bill. In fact, he's so adamant that he's SUING Red Lobster. Jenkins is also named in the suit. 

Weirdly, I kind of believe him. Here's why: Barnes is admitting that he wrote "none" under the tip heading. In other words, he's more than willing to say he was a jerk on his check by leaving nothing for the waitress, which is embarrassing enough. Since he's not flat-out denying the entire thing, that could be an indication he's telling the truth about the racial slur. So if it was added by the server, well -- no wonder he's suing. 

Still, he could be denying something awful he did to avoid any more backlash or legal action against him. Either way, he's going about this all wrong. Red Lobster isn't at fault (and besides, they have enough financial problems as it is).

They did all they could in this case. They suspended Jenkins for posting the image. They shouldn't be held accountable for the actions of one employee any more than they have already. Barnes should just stick to dealing with Jenkins directly and leave the seafood chain in peace!

Red Lobster, for its part, has closed the book on the incident -- which happened in September 2013.

"After the completion of a full investigation into this matter, Miss Jenkins returned to work," the company said in a statement. "As we shared before, we were disgusted by the language used on this guest check as it has no place in our restaurant or anywhere else."

Do you think Barnes is guilty of writing that note?

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Oh boy. Tanning disasters. We've all been there. Remember Tan Mom? Whatever our best intentions, we've all inadvertently bungled and either felt the burn in a big way or walked around looking like Streak-a-Saurus Rex. It's a tough line to walk. Do we savor the sun on our skins even if we've forgotten to SPF? Do we embrace our paleness and say damn to the beauty-man? Do we try every product on the market and get a low-risk glow that doesn't leave us looking like an oompa-loompa? 

Obviously, the most foolproof method of avoiding a sunburn is wearing an SPF. "At least 30," says Marla Attenborg, a New Jersey-based dermatologist. "Though," she adds, "I would go higher -- or avoid laying out altogether." Harsh words, but true. If you get a sunburn trying to perfect your tan, you aren't worrying about a little bit of discomfort. The dangers of melanoma are very real. 

If you'd rather not risk the ire of the sun (or the tanning bed), you might go the route of using a sunless tanner. There are countless versions out there -- towels, foams, and sprays. The biggest mistake peoplemake with these is simply not reading the directions thoroughly. Always read the directions, ALWAYS exfoliate away dead skin before you use, and ALWAYS wash your hands with soap and water when you are done. 

Lest you feel too alone in your tanning disaster, we asked some members of our community to share with us their own tales of tanning woe. They'll have you reaching for the aloe and laughing all at the same time. Learn from each other, guys! 

Here's one way to ruin a vacation:

On our last day in Hawaii, I decided I wanted to take surfing lessons. I wore a long sleeve shirt and my bikini bottoms. I put on an SPF 75 and then went out for the next 4 hours and had a blast!  

Turns out -- I completely missed the BACKS of my legs with the sun block! I was SO burnt that I had blisters and was a deep purple color. It was awful. And oh dear God. Our flight left that night -- 6 1/2 hours back to Alaska. I wanted to die! 

I'm not quite sure ... how this is even possible!

Yes, when I was 16 I got burnt right under my boobs. I couldn't wear a bra for a week. Same thing just happened to my sister last week.

This is almost like a remake of Carrie. Almost. 

Yes! My sister told me about a tan in the can she bought. I was going to my first day on a job to sit in orientation. She sprayed me down a nice tan color. She didn't feel good so I told her I'll finish it up at home, I only needed help with the back. I never bothered reading the directions, how hard could it be. I have gotten spray tans before.

I got dressed up in a cream dress shirt and navy skirt. I was sitting in a room full of 50 people listening to the dos and don'ts and the company policy. I had washed my hands earlier and got my shirt wet. Right where the shirt was wet, the spray tan was bleeding through, a rusty orange color. I got up and immediately went to the bathroom to try and rinse it. It made it worse. It went from a penny-sized rusty stain to a stain the size of a man hole cover. My whole shirt got wet and the tan bled through my whole shirt. I walked back into the orientation and didn't make eye contact with anyone. My armpits and shirt front were bright orange stained. My sister never mentioned I needed to shower after the application.

Yeesh! Have you ever had any tanning disasters?

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Putting together a look for the beach is definitely an art. There are so many other things on our mind when it comes to cultivating our beachy persona. First there are the perils of searching for the suit itself. Then you've got to find a cover-up, a hat, sunglasses, and let's not even get into the battle for the perfect footwear. When it comes to our summertime-at-the-beach ensemble, our nails might be the last thing we think about. 

Which is really too bad! Why? Because our nails can totally pull our whole look together. That's right. When it comes to beach fashion, stellar nails are the equivalent of remembering to belt that dress. It's totally true! Of course if you're active on the beach, you might be tempted to skip out on polish altogether. But I think one glance at what these nail artists are coming up with for the summer might have you changing your mind.

There's something for everyone when it comes to beachy-themed nail art. Want to keep it simple? That's totally possible. Want a nautical theme? They are out there in spades. Hope to tell a joke? Let your nails become the punchline in the best way possible! We've rounded up 10 stellar beach nail looks. Hopefully they'll serve as all the information you need before you trot out to the ocean or the pool, all decked out and fabulous.

Do you think about your nails when you're getting ready to go to the beach?

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When I recently learned that a study had found that 'cat people' were smarter than 'dog people', I'd be lying if I didn't say I chortled. While I love dogs, I'm known for my passionate love of all things feline. I'll also take any excuse to have my ego stroked, and if loving cats means that I am some sort of evil super genius, I'll take that and run with it -- gladly. 

Sadly, upon closer inspection, the 'study' in question just barely holds up. It only polled 600 college students and, based on that data, determined that dog people were more extroverted and that cat people were more introverted. Their argument for both? Cats like to stay inside, so people who own them must also like to stay inside. Dogs, on the other hand, enjoy the out of doors -- so the people who own dogs must also feel the same way. I'm not sure any of that follows, really. 

Let's start with the whole 'cat people are more intelligent' argument. Well, I mean, I am no dumbo, but I would like to point out a major factor we're overlooking here. If we cat-lovers are so smart ... why do we own animals who live in our houses and poop in boxes therein? If we were really so smart, wouldn't we go for the dogs, who avail themselves of the great outdoors when it comes to potty time?

Also the introvert versus extrovert thing. I will admit to liking a little bit of time to myself. But I get antsy if I'm on my own inside for too long. I like to go outside and explore! I'll be honest -- if I could get my cat to go on a leash, he'd probably come with me. But since that's not possible ... I leave him at home. Additionally my roommate adores her dog, but she is the most-house-dwelling person I know. She has not met a couch she does not enjoy sitting upon. 

I think it's silly to make judgments about a person based on the animals they live with. Plus, this study totally discounts those folks who dig both dogs and cats. According to their logic, they are basically super-humans who will dominate us all. I'm not ruling out the possibility that cat and dog owners might share certain traits with each other, I'm just saying we need a littttttle bit more data.

Are you a cat person, a dog person, or both?

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A lot of people talk about celebrities and models who only look better with age. But that has never been truer than it has been about Christy Turlington. The woman has been on the cover of Vogue UK 15 times. You heard me: 15. Times. She's 45 and she's basically even more beautiful than she's ever been before. Is being married to Ed Burns magic? What is her secret? Blood of virgins? 

I have a funny feeling that Christy's secret is a whole lot more obvious: She leads a fulfilling life outside of the modeling world, and that's got to contribute to keeping her looking so glowing and radiant. She got her degree in 1999 and has been a passionate social activist ever since. While that sounds like infinitely less fun and a whole lot more work than getting, say, a facial, it's worked for her and then some. 

Not letting all this go to her head has definitely contributed to her stunning looks. While she doesn't regularly model these days, she's proud of the relationships she's maintained with brands like Calvin Klein and Maybelline. She chooses projects as the mood strikes her, and it's that worry-free attitude that distinguishes her from other overly ambitious models who burn out -- and it shows on their faces. 

More young girls should know about Turlington. She's a great role model. She followed her dreams and let her dreams grow as she did. The intelligence and calm worldview she brings to everything she does have been a veritable tonic of eternal youth for her. It's clear she doesn't do anything unless it makes her happy. Her dedication to her family and her kids? That's intensely lovely, and it shows on her face in the best way possible. 

What do you think Turlington's beauty secret is?

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Whelp. After less than a year in the game, L.A.'s Magic Restroom Cafe has officially pooped out and closed its doors to diner- and bathroom-lovers everywhere. In case you missed it, Magic Restroom was America's first bathroom-themed cafe. You heard me, this was an eatery designed to make you think about the bathroom and everything that goes on therein as you dined on food. Mmmmmm, sweet, sweet bowel movements. 

Is it surprising to anyone that this restaurant didn't make it in the world of food service? After all, the restaurant world is already intensely cutthroat. Few new eateries make it in the long term, and they aren't even places begging you to think about crap while you're eating chocolate mousse. Why did they even open this place to begin with? Well, we sort of know that. These bathroom-themed places are in fact pretty popular overseas. 

But themed restaurants are huge in other parts of the world that don't exist here! Exhibit Japan's mayonnaise-themed restaurants. I can't see an American audience getting into that in a big way. And if Americans aren't going to eat at a place dedicated to celebrating a condiment, why on earth would we hunker down at a place that served drinks out of urinals and desserts called something like 'bloody number two'? 

I consider myself to be an aficionado of all things odd, and even I would give this place a super wide berth. Doing kooky and wacky things with food is fine, but being reminded about what eventually happens to all the food we put into our body as we eat it? That's just repulsive. Give me a mayo-themed restaurant any day. Still, you'd think for the weird-factor alone, it might have thrived for at least a year with customers just coming to check it out and take photos. 

Are you surprised this place closed?

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