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Wonderful news (for me and, I think, humanity)! Proposition 8, the human-rights violation of a California law that tried to deny same-sex couples the right to marry, has been deemed unconstitutional by a federal appeals court. That court's decision came after it spent a whole year hearing arguments from both sides. It now looks like Prop 8 may be on its way to the Supreme Court. Prop 8, which made marriage in the state legal only between a man and a woman, was passed in California in 2008 by 52% of voters.

On this week’s episode of RuPaul’s Drag Race, the show followed in the footsteps of Project Runway and America’s Next Top Model and mined the world of wrestling for inspiration. For the main challenge, the queens were divided into three teams of four to compete in a ringside bout of WTF: Wrestling Trashiest’s Fighters. I’m not sure why this continues to be a theme on reality shows—is wrestling even a thing still?—but since it’s Drag Race, I’ll allow it.

So I have this insignificance of an Afro that I am trying to grow out, Angela Davis-style. Lately, though, I have been getting tired of looking at it. It's not that I hate it---I love my hair---but I have dyed it every color you can think of and I'm looking for something different and fun for the rest of the winter. Ever watch Poetic Justice? You know, the movie where Tupac and Janet Jackson make an intense love connection? Well, Ms. Jackson--cause I'm nasty--has these beautiful braid extensions in her head.

Here's a bad idea from Texas, the state that has been bumming us out hardcore lately: There should be a law that all women considering abortions in the state of Texas must have sonograms performed on them to view fetal images, hear fetal heartbeats, and have fetal features described to them...by their doctors...out loud.  You and I are probably thinking, isn't this idea fucking unconstitutional? Well, not according to an appeals court in Texas.

There are various opinions on the day that is Valentine's Day, but me? I love it. I like hearts. I like candy. I like the color pink. I'm all for it. I'm also all for post-Valentine's Day candy sales (yum!). I think Valentine's Day is as good a day as any to spread a little love in the world, whether that means sending your bestie surprise macaroons from the macaroon queen, buying yourself a little "something something," spending quality time with your bf/gf, or just smiling to strangers a bit more (not in a creepy way).

Get ready for a hot evening with BUST Magazine and Babeland at our free Valentine's party tonight! Stop by Babeland SoHo from 7-9 PM to craft D.I.Y. pasties and to celebrate BUST's new February/March issue, which includes 15 ways to banish bore-gasms and instructions for making D.I.Y. lube.While you craft and shop, enjoy complimentary cocktails sponsored by Tito's Handmade Vodka and treats from Baked by Assata.Arrive early because the first 50 attendees will receive gift bags with toys and a copy of BUST's latest issue.

Die Antwoord are no cakewalk--they're more like a hayride on the highway. They’re all over the place and everyone’s scared. Like a cross between Twista and Lords of Acid, DJ Hi-Tek creates a beat-heavy playground for the vocals of Ninja (who reminds me of Egon Schiele) and Yo-Landi Vi$$er on their sophomore album Ten$ion (out now on ZEF Recordz). The single “I Fink U Freeky” is straight-up rap and rave music, perfect for glow sticks.

Everyone and their mothers have an opinion, it seems, on Lana Del Rey. We here at BUST have blogged about her twice in the last month alone. (That’s actually a small number if you consider how many times her name has come up in conversation around the office.) The controversy over her is passionate, fascinating—and completely unnecessary.

I don't usually endorse anything related to Valentine's Day (which is in a week! I mean, um, who cares?!), but this is pretty cute. It probably would have been a little creepier if she had cut and pasted magazine letters out ransom note-style, as was all the rage when I was a kid.  My best friend remembers with great shame the time when, in fifth grade, she glued "C'est La Vie!" in those cut-out letters on a memorial card for a bereaved couple-- she thought the phrase was just the chorus of a really uplifting song by B*Witched.

We all know a Super Bowl just ain’t a Super Bowl without the sexist ads. Never mind the fact that just as many women watch the Super Bowl as men, and that a lot of them especially like to tune in to watch the commercials—nope, plenty of companies remain members of the “boobies = $$$” school of thought. This year, though, the organization Miss Representation started the #NotBuyingIt hashtag on Twitter, encouraging users to point out which ads were especially demeaning to women.
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