• 59th Annual Primetime Emmy Awards Nominations — go, Johnny Drama, go! I hope that “Dick in a Box” wins its category; it was better than the Scrubs song about the poo.
  

• SIGG bottles (via ljc fyi) — very elegant designs, any number of which would be delightful for my seriously messy workspace

• Save a Woman (And Her Dating Life) From Herself — seems thematic lately for various girlfriends

• Curls, Split! Ringlets, Be Gone! — Another elaborate, expensive semi-permanent hair straightening method is in salons. And yet, I still don’t have a product that actually keeps curls big, lively and frizz-free in oodles of humidity.
  

• The Pisher Kings — Gretchen Mol/Colin Farrell disease striking again for young LeBeouf?
  

• Bill & Hillary Clinton have never felt shame — nice photo

• Learn to live in a small space — My new apartment is significantly smaller than the last one (we’re down a bedroom and a dining room), but it’s also a lot nicer. However, figuring out where the everything goes is trickier.

• The Embargo Age Is Over: Scholastic Begs People Not to Read Harry Potter, Sues Retailers — In a stupefying display of wtfness, Scholastic asks those lucky people to whom retailers have already delivered HP7 to not freaking open the packages. Don’t push the button; the button is bad.

• Anya Hindmarch: The Interview — Fashionista talks to Hindmarch about that damned — but very well intentioned — bag. Nice to see that Hindmarch is just as bemused about its success as I am. My favorite bit is in the comments where someone states that bags sold somewhere in London were put into plastic bags at the point of sale.

Last night, I went with a small group of friends out to Seven Grand after work. Only not so much, because Seven Grand was closed from a private party. (Dear 7G, please put a freaking calendar on your website.) The doorman suggested we try the Golden Gopher, owned by the same people. The Golden Gopher wasn’t opening until 8, and it was 7. So we pressed on to Broadway Bar. They were open. I hadn’t been there before, but I enjoyed it. Not so much with the beers on tap, but, at least, they had Stella…