Even with a closet full of clothes, many women suffer from the age-old complaint: I don’t have anything to wear.
The streets of downtown Gainesville boomed with music, art stands and eager visitors last weekend as the 28th Annual Downtown Festival and Art Show filled about eight city blocks with entertainment.
Fingers stained with ink and rooms with the scent of freshly brushed paint adorned the UF campus Friday night. Art students scattered with their artwork throughout the Fine Arts complex to showcase their latest creations for UF’s School of Art and Art History’s annual Art Bash event.
After Bret found “love” and VH1 ended “Rock of Love Bus with Bret Michaels,” the trashy reality television gods have blessed me with another gem in the form of an hourlong block of the new season of “Tough Love.” I find Sundays lazing on the couch watching no-thought-involved TV medicinal, but for those of you who don’t, let me recap the show.
In high school, I jealously watched my older sister on her laptop. She was on Facebook, a network exclusively for college kids. I couldn’t wait for college — if not for the freedom, then definitely for the college e-mail address that would grant my entry into the elite Facebook club.
When Theory of a Deadman commands the stage, there are no frills or gimmicks.
Sometimes, simplicity can feel startlingly fresh.
Barcelona native Laura Vela will be studying at UF and selling her custom-made line of handbags
Editor’s note: The writer spent twelve hours shadowing Anthony Raneri of Bayside to write this story.
The members of Hawthorne Heights have always been driven to form a solid band. It doesn’t stem from a hunger for success, though. To the Dayton, Ohio, rock band, playing music is a therapeutic escape.
What does it take to gain Woodie status?
Last summer I was visiting a notoriously melodramatic couple in West Palm Beach. Seated at a bar in Bradley’s, the couple’s most recent quarrel had us on the edge of our bar stools. Downing another Tequila Sunrise in a futile attempt to tune out the awkwardness, I listened to my friends trade barbed insults. They passionately disputed whether it’s appropriate to boast about their previous sexcapades in front of one another (by the way, it’s really, really not). Now imagine this: The guy, who resembles a Jewish version of The Hulk, becomes inexplicably jealous and tears up underneath his oversized dark shades while the girl coolly rolls her eyes and says, “If you don’t stop crying, we’re leaving.”
My first acting role was in a third grade Valentine’s Day-themed play called “Princess Lonely Heart.” It was one of those low-budget cafetorium shows for parents to waste their camcorders’ batteries on their child’s struggle to remember lines.
Take one part Beatles, toss in the sounds of Phish and garnish the mix with a tad of ‘80s rock. What do you get?
‘Tis finally the season to bring out your holiday best for every cocktail party and family gathering. When picking the perfect outfits for the holiday season, think versatility and embellishment with key accessories to create looks that will transition between friends and family.
Gentlemen, start your follicles.
Not often do people come across an herbal medicine that works against stress, calms nerves and “creates a general feeling of well-being” without it being illegal. But the drink Kava, an ancient beverage crop from the South Pacific, legally holds all of those characteristics.
Disk jockey BBP’s Friday night lights are green lasers and strobes. Behind the booth, he is seven caged tigers condensed into one man. He plays music out of a classic Buick cut in half behind a bar at club Spannk. Completely in control of the massive, pumping sound and the young, hot partygoers, he can turn the crowd from a breeze to a sandstorm in about a half-second. In his nondescript black “BBP” cap and shirt and with neatly trimmed facial hair, he punctuates every collision of hand to button with a full body thrust.
Whenever I hear the word "racism," I think back to a friend I had in second grade named Christopher. Christopher, it turned out, wasn't big on black people. One afternoon, the two of us were playing on a jungle gym when two black boys asked to join us.
Lacuna Coil has never been a conventional band.
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