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- 08/18/14--12:36: These Goats Are The Internet Friends You Never Knew You Needed
- 08/28/14--10:20: Tucker The Adorably Abnormal Cat Is Looking For A Forever Family
- 09/08/14--16:31: Can We Guess Your Secret?
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- 12/18/14--15:37: How I Grew Up On The Internet
A 14-part “about me” section
Thousands of words devoted to describing each of my friends. Example: “Lots of people will tell you that I’m obsessed with Dorothy and you might say that’s true — I just happen to think she’s one of tha most beautiful, funniest girlies in that whole wide world. :-)”
Pages devoted to my opinions on religion, animal rights, curfews, Bill Clinton, and legalizing marijuana
A list of reasons that you should go vegetarian
A description of my imaginary perfect boyfriend, Jimmy Tony
Dozens of poems I’d written
My “future encyclopedia entry,” including the career description “writer, artist, entrepreneur, animal handler, actress, philosopher”; the titles of several of my future books about Shakespeare and hip-hop; details of the company I would found someday; the many books I would write; and my partnership with my imaginary husband Jimmy
A daily journal cataloguing the mundane details of my life
Comics I made with Photoshop
“Summer’s Spiffy Sendable Celebs,” a collection of about 30 e-postcards I made of my favorite celebrities
Capsule reviews of every episode of Dawson’s Creek
Commentary on my favorite songs and a list of my favorite CDs
A “shrine” celebrating Ani DiFranco
A collection of my favorite jokes
Desktop photos of celebrities and animals that I’d edited and made available to my “public”
An elaborate, multisectioned fan page for the character Ophelia from Shakespeare’s Hamlet, including artwork, personal essays, historical information, and more
A lengthy acknowledgments section that thanked AltaVista, my scanner, my entire extended family, friends, and all of my pets
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- 03/13/15--08:15: "Black Mirror" Is Even Scarier When It's About You
- 03/13/15--09:18: Et si «Black Mirror» existait dans la vraie vie?
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FORTUNE Magazine has scientifically figured out what the greatest things in America are… Can you guess?!
We just received this email alerting us to FORTUNE's new, definitive list "cataloging the best things about America."
Try to predict what #10 could be...
Hmm. What could the 9th greatest thing about America be?
Everyone needs to be loved. Featuring the slidey thing, now with an extra serving of tears.
These are photos of dogs rescued from horrible situations of abuse, neglect, or abandonment. Luckily, they were rescued by kind souls who often devote their lives to helping good dogs find happy endings, and now they've been given a second chance to live a wonderful life with a family who loves them.
Lunita is a baby three-fingered sloth living at the Sloth Sanctuary of Costa Rica , and her face will fill your heart with pure love.
THIS IS LUNITA.
Summer Anne Burton
As you can see as soon as you gaze upon her beautiful tiny face, she is a magical wonder.
Summer Anne Burton
Lunita is an orphaned baby sloth who lives at Costa Rica's Sloth Sanctuary.
Summer Anne Burton
She is a three-fingered sloth, meaning she has three fingers (those things that look like claws are actually finger bones, yo!).
Summer Anne Burton
I visited real sloths at the Sloth Sanctuary of Costa Rica just so that I could finally have some answers…
Summer Anne Burton
A: Sloths have no real natural body odor, which helps hide and protect them from potential predators. As a result, their natural smell is a projection of whatever you're feeling at the moment you encounter one. Given that you're meeting a sloth, that feeling is generally joy, excitement, warmth, and love. What do those feelings smell like, you ask? Like laundry, watermelon rind, the top of a baby's head, boiling water, and fresh cut grass all mixed together.
A: Two-fingered sloths have two fingers, and three-fingered sloths have three fingers. Some people think their fingers are toes or claws, but they're actually finger bones. The other differences include:
- three-fingered sloths are pickier eaters, two-fingered sloths will eat anything.
- three-fingered sloths always look like they're happy, two-fingered sloths also always look happy but, like, slightly less so, like maybe there's something bothering them in the back of their minds.
- three-fingered sloths prefer Paul, while two-fingered sloths prefer John.
A: Sloths have low metabolisms, so they have to move slowly in order to conserve energy. However, they aren't aimless or "lazy" and they actually move around quite a lot — just very, very slowly. Every move a sloth makes is with purpose, which is more than most of us can say about 90% of the time.
This is for anyone who ever got excited about something that came out of the bargain bin. Presented in the form of a “conversation” so it doesn’t feel impossibly random. What did we leave out?!
Jack: What I want is songs, specifically, that maybe came out of the buzzbin or were actually good or at least fun to listen to, but then we all collectively forgot about them. Talking about that song by Dig, "Believe," is what really started it. The world has completely erased it from its collective memory.
Julie: Dig NEVER 4get.
Matthew: I remember this being a thing, but when I try to get it in my head, the Lenny Kravitz song "Believe" is there instead. :(
Alex: OK, here's a REAL rando. Buzz bin-y, totally lost to history. Dunno where in my brain I got this from.
Alex: This song is halfway Smashing Pumpkins, halfway Lit.
Julie: This video is so good already. Skateboarding IN THE HOUSE.
Matthew: Wow, that chord progression sounds like they're trying to play "Summer Babe" but getting it wrong.
Essence of grandma’s house.
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1. Your apartment when you walk in the door after coming home from a trip.
2. The tops of babies' heads.
3. The pads of dogs' paws.
4. Your pet cat, but specifically yours, not just any cat.
6. Grandmas' homes.
7. Old baseball gloves.
8. A freshly popped can of tennis balls.
9. A new pack of printer paper.
10. The Bible.
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11. The forests of the Pacific Northwest.
12. Burning wood.
13. Smoke in your hair the day after camping.
14. BBQ from the next house over.
15. The lingering whiff of cologne (ideally Curve for Men) from a person who just left the room.
16. A crisp new shower curtain.
17. A rental car.
AKA: cat DILF vs. dog DILF.
"Cat guys are sensitive and sweet and ~deep~. Loving a cat is complicated work for complicated people."
"But like, you can also get a guy that's like, 'Ugh, I'm so complicated, only my cat understands meeee' instead of like, 'I LOVE MY DOG AND OTHERS ARE WELCOME.'"
"There's nothing more adorable than a cute guy like this with a kitten cuddled on him somewhere."
"But like, what about a guy whose smile matches his dog's and they're just best buds, cuddling and runnin' and bein' happy."
On ne vous jugera pas. NSFW.
Pour le savoir, cochez toutes les cases qui vous concernent.
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Goats + Vine, a match made in frolicking heaven.
Say hello to City Goat, a Vine account chronicling the lives of some goats.
These goats live in Austin, Texas and they like smelling cameras.
Other hobbies appear to include: head-butting,
Tucker’s genetic abnormalities just make her even more lovable.
We first saw her beautiful face on the Examiner and discovered that she is looking for her forever home.
She is currently living at Purrfect Pals, a shelter in Washington state that focuses on special needs cats.
Tucker has some genetic abnormalities that have made her face incredibly expressive and huggable.
Tucker wears t-shirts because her skin bruises easily.
That thing you think no one knows about? WE KNOW.
Waybackwhenstagram is a project by BuzzFeed’s BFF that collects mysterious abandoned photos at estate sales and flea markets.
Like the joy of squeezing into a photo with all your best friends.
Accidentally dressing the same as your significant other.
Dads falling asleep with the family dog after a big meal.
I started navigating the internet — really, the earliest versions of social media — early in my life, and before most people even really knew what the internet was. I was 11 when I first logged on in 1993 — I'm 32 now — and I’ve spent the ensuing years invested in online communities at least as much as I’m invested in offline ones. I never understood there to be a clear line between the two. Before I ever even had a cell phone, I used the social web to document and reflect on my offline life. I’ve met wonderful people online, connected in much deeper ways to the friends I had, and I’ve used dozens of networks and platforms to figure myself out. The internet hasn’t been a way to escape, it’s been a creative outlet, a friend, a documentarian, and a tool that has made my real life better, cooler, weirder, and more fun. For me, the internet isn’t some distinct virtual universe, it’s just one part of the real world.
This is the history of my first 20 years online. It’s a happy story.
When I was 9, my parents chose to homeschool my older brother, Mitch, and me out of frustration with public school. I had just finished third grade and he, fifth. We were both doing fine academically, but my mom felt like our personalities were changing. My brother often came home from school depressed, and we started to complain about things like reading that we had loved before. Mom and Dad hated the focus on standardized testing, and felt that our teachers didn’t appreciate the creative curiosity they treasured.
A couple years into the great homeschooling experiment, we moved temporarily from Austin, Texas, a hippie college town with a growing secular homeschooling community, to Arlington, Virginia. I missed home and I had trouble making new friends in the Christian homeschool group there.
My brother Mitch on our Macintosh computer in the mid-'80s.
That was when Mitch told me about BBSes (Bulletin Board Systems) and saved me from my boredom and social isolation. BBSes were local networks where we could read and write on message boards, chat live, and play games. We were lucky enough to have the magic formula: a PC, a 2400-baud modem, and a second phone line. My dad had always been fascinated by gadgets — he’d bought us our (and the!) first Macintosh in 1984, when I was just two years old. The iconic modem sound that began any trip to my favorite BBSes still makes me feel urgently stoked. That sound means I’m about to arrive at the best party ever, and I still get to wear my pajamas.
I tried a few BBSes, but I quickly became devoted to one in particular called “International House of Kumquats.” IHOK was run by a chill teenager who went by the handle Surrealistic Pickle. I felt at home there. Everyone was young and smart and cool and they immediately became my friends. (Since the BBS was on a local phone number, I knew we all lived in the D.C. area.) I never really thought much about the fact that we had “met online” — the concept was too new to feel dorky or taboo yet.
The average age of people on the board was probably about 16, while I was only 12. “Star Shadow,” my earnest choice of an alias, was a dead giveaway that I was the youngest person on the board. Still, I fit in fine. The kids on IHOK shared my enthusiasm for the band They Might Be Giants and we discussed them constantly, dissecting lyrics and debating best songs. We also talked about our lives and anxieties, we made up recurring inside jokes, we quoted our favorite movies and TV shows, and recommended books. We developed real friendships.
Within a few months, Surrealistic Pickle made me a co-sysop (system operator), the official duties of which were slight enough that I don’t actually remember what they were, but I still listed it on all of my teenage resumes. It was the first time that anyone had put semiprofessional faith in me, and it was done purely because of the value of my contributions, without a thought given to my being a girl, a weird homeschooler, or an actual child.
When my mom first agreed to let me meet my friends in person, she dropped me off at the National Mall but then parked a few blocks away with a stack of books and an eye on our activities. Looking back, I’m amazed that the teenagers from the board didn’t tease me for my mom literally watching over us, and I’m equally grateful she was open to the idea at all. We couldn’t share photos on the BBS, so the first time I met my board mates IRL was the first time I saw them at all. That part seems weird now, but it didn’t feel strange at the time. We already knew each other’s sense of humor, feelings, opinions, and personalities — the rest was just wrapping paper.
A few months later, I went to my first ever show with my BBS buddies: NRBQ and They Might Be Giants (obviously) at Wolf Trap in Virginia. The Kumquat crew were splayed out on picnic blankets on the grassy hills. They were Manic Panic-ed, glasses-wearing, and trench-coated teenagers who probably didn’t fit in at high school. They were all, more than any other quality, ridiculously nice. I thought they were the coolest people in the world.
Cool "Lion King" button + Slurpee T-shirt.
I was having an awkward adolescence. I liked talking to my parents way more than I liked anyone my own age. I wanted to have deep, intelligent conversations about my interests, which were Disney animated movies (I collected Lion King merchandise), horses, and cute boys. Not, for the most part, things that grown-ups actually wanted to talk to me about.
Luckily, Prodigy existed. Prodigy was a dialup service that predated widespread use of the World Wide Web. Like its competitor, America Online, Prodigy contained multitudes: shopping, news, weather, games, advice columns, and more. I was only interested in connecting with people, so I used the live chat, email, and discussion boards.
I joined a message board where other girls like me had invented an elaborate role playing game for made-up horses — we each “owned” dozens of fake horses, gave them names and attributes, and pitted them against each other in entirely arbitrary competitions that were just decided by whoever was running them. I kept my horse files in a giant binder full of descriptions like this:
People who I tried to explain the game to didn’t understand it at all. It wasn’t until I was introduced to the concept of fantasy sports a decade later that I thought maybe this all wasn’t as strange as I feared.
I was even more involved with the Disney Fans Bulletin Board, which was populated mostly by grown men and women who retained their interest in all things Disney well past the age when most people grow out of it. I loved them. Many of my DFBB cohorts lived and worked in Orlando, just because it meant that they got to go to Disney World whenever they wanted. To me, they were living the ultimate adulthood dream.
I got so involved with the Disney board that I was eventually given a “job.” The job paid me in a free Prodigy subscription and one free t-shirt. My title was “Teens Liaison,” and I did just that: liaised with other teens. Although most of the community was much older , I developed raging crushes on the handful of boys my age. I can still remember, in fine detail, a photo one of them sent me of himself dressed up as Prince Eric for Halloween. I had several Prodigy flirtations before I had figured out the slightest thing about talking to boys I knew offline. We talked about our feelings, which was impossible with the teenage boys I knew in “real” life. I was myself with the dudes of Prodigy — open and honest and weird — and they liked me for it.
I eventually met my Prodigy friends in real life too. My parents planned a trip to Disney World, mostly for my obsessive benefit, and let me bring my best friend, another homeschooler named Kate. I dragged Kate and my mom to a meetup dinner with the DFBB group at a fancy Disney-themed restaurant. Almost all of the attendees were closer to my mom’s age than to mine, but we had fun anyway. I got a purple tie-dyed DFBB staff T-shirt that I wore proudly to the park the next day. Soon after our meeting, people started to leave Prodigy for the wider world of the web, and I followed.
Editing my "Lady and the Tramp" fan site with a stack of Disney encyclopedias, 1995.
I made my first website in 1995, when I was 13, and it was dedicated to my favorite movie, Lady and the Tramp. It started with a short introduction: “I’m here to provide the major source of Lady information on the World Wide Web.” The page included an archive of tiny photos I’d been able to dig up or scan, random facts I’d strung together from my collection of Disney books, the title of the movie translated into several other languages, a character list, quotes, and the movie’s credits, transcribed from my own VHS copy.
I taught myself HTML to make the page, borrowing books from the library and reading tutorials online. Once I made the Lady and the Tramp page, I was hooked. I started expanding my website to include biographical information about me, terrible things I’d written, pictures of my friends, and more.
By 1999, the earliest date that the web archive has for my site, it was basically a magazine. It included:
Making websites was my primary mode of self-expression throughout my teens, and it was also a huge part of my mostly autodidactic education. Over the years, my family’s approach to our education had grown increasingly radical, buoyed by the writings of “unschooling” proponents such as John Holt and Grace Llewellyn. I chose what to focus on and how to spend my time based on my goals, with fairly minimal oversight from my parents. My website became an obsession, and I had all the time in the world to devote to it. Most of the other creative things I did — drawing pictures, writing bad poems, and composing essays — were in the service of making a cool-as-hell website.
A version of my website layout, featuring a dog I found on the street and kept for two days.
Although my site wasn’t part of any specific social platform, there was an informal but intense network of teenage and young adult women doing the same thing I was, and we joined web rings, made link lists, and sent each other fan mail. I kept up with tons of other website makers, almost all of them women: from JenniCam to one gothy girl who I only remember as “Calliope.” I learned from them. I studied their source codes for HTML tips, copied their brooding photography styles, listened to bands they mentioned in passing, started taking moody selfies like theirs, and tried hard to impress them with endless tweaks and new features on my website. To some extent, I lived my life with my website in mind — do it for the dot-com! — but this was a good thing: It made me more creative, thoughtful, and adventurous.
Creating my own elaborate websites about myself was outrageously, hilariously narcissistic in hindsight. But building my own sites gave me the ability to tell people who I was in a way that I could control. It also allowed me to look at myself in a positive way, something that was missing when I looked in the mirror. I liked the me I was on the web. I still do.
I’ve always wondered about the assumption that our online personas are more fake than our physical ones. I often feel awkward and nervous in real-life situations; I almost always feel like I’m saying the wrong thing and am unable to articulate what I really think and feel. Online, I have plenty of time and unlimited space to consider what to say and how to express myself. It’s an advantage that makes me feel more like myself, not less so.
“Advice from a Supervillain” is giving people permission to put themselves first, and it’s actually super empowering. Presented by BuzzFeed BFF.
A supervillain might not strike you as the person to turn to in your time of need (aka high school)
and yet, often a supervillain is exactly who you need advice from.
Plus, this supervillain has some truly diabolical tips for being the worst:
The Vine series Black Mirror IRL delves into the terrifying ways technology transforms us every day. From accidentally swiping left, to sharing your HBO GO password.
Last year, Black Mirror became Netflix's surprise hit, spreading across the United States like a computer virus and revealing what British audiences already knew — that the addictive satire about modern life and technology was our new favorite binge show.
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But does it truly affect our daily lives? Modern technology is creeping into our humanity in all kinds of subtle ways — every second of every day. What if Black Mirror reflected the horrifying ways technology is actually ruining our lives?
Zeppotron; BuzzFeed Staff
A young woman watches everything change in the flick of a thumb.
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Can seeing the past help one woman change her future?
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Notre série Vine Black Mirror IRL explore la manière terrifiante dont la technologie transforme notre quotidien. Du like accidentel aux écouteurs mal branchés.
Black Mirror est une série britannique, diffusée sur France 4 chez nous, qui rencontre un succès fou ces dernières années. C'est une satire addictive et terrifiante sur la façon dont la technologie s'immisce dans nos vie.
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Et si Black Mirror traitait des horreurs que nous impose la technologie au quotidien?
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Quand vous faites glisser une photo à gauche accidentellement:
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Quand vous likez une vieille photo de quelqu'un sans le faire exprès:
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Imagine that a bunch of people at BuzzFeed spend all day just trying to make stuff that will make you happy. *POOF*
BuzzFeed's BFF division is a team of artists, designers, writers, and video producers whose entire mission is to bring more joy to your favorite social apps. On Instagram, we make stuff that you'll want to share with your friends, like everything you see here and so much more. Follow us on Instagram now to make every day a little more fun.
Original artwork that is relevant to your interests.
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The kind of deep wisdom you won't find anywhere else.
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Life instructions you never knew you needed.
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Band-Aids don’t fix bullet holes.
Attention Swifties: It is almost time for the most epic music video to grace our lives and bless our souls.
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Of course we have Queen Taylor herself, starring as Catastrophe:
BFF Karlie Kloss starring as Knockout:
‘Cause baby now we got baaaaaaad bloooood.
Avis à tou-te-s les Swifties: il est presque temps de découvrir le clip le plus épique de l'Histoire des clips épiques.
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Nous avons bien sûr tout d'abord la Reine elle-même, star de sa vidéo avec le personnage de Catastrophe:
Sa BFF Karlie Kloss dans le rôle de Knockout: