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Whoever this bride is? You can skip this article. Also, dancing girl on end -- call me. I want to be friends with you.

Anyone who has ever been in a wedding has horror stories to tell. Tyrannical brides, unexpected guests, terrible caterers, photographers who don't deliver the promised $3,000 worth of photos, mothers of the bride (or groom)...but this isn't a therapy session. This is an open plea to brides everywhere regarding one very specific, very expensive issue: the bridesmaid's dress.

PLUS! Tips to survive a bad one.

Ed. Note: This blog comes to us from our friends at OC Weekly.

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This look could catch on one day, right?

Vizie paints masterfully vibrant pieces and comically illustrated characters that capture the imagination of graffiti admirers across the globe. He created his own style, altogether different from his brother's but never too distant. Both brothers are regarded as masters of their craft, kings of the graffiti art world.

Earlier this week, California-based creative lifestyle clothing company LRG released the following video tribute to Nekst, which showcases Vizie paying his respects through the medium he knows best: paint.

Rest in Peace, Nekst.

Photos by Marco Torres

To be successful in this crazy world, a person needs to have talent and determination. Some individuals exhibit natural talent, but are limited by their lack of drive. Others are blessed with a sense of purpose and a strong work ethic, but lack the talent that is required to achieve those goals. To have both is a gift that is reserved for only the most special examples of humanity.

And now, one of those special ones has passed on.

His name was Nekst. He was the most successful Houston artist that most outside of the graffiti world have never heard of. His style was bold. "My work has always been about scale and visibility," he once stated in an interview. For each of his pieces, his choice of structure, colors, size and location was always meticulously planned, legible and in high traffic areas.

In the graffiti world, there is a status pyramid. At the bottom you have the Toys, beginners to graffiti who have not yet earned respect nor established their art or name beyond a fundamental/amateur level. At the top, you have the Kings, who have established themselves as the best of the best through years of hard work, determination, talent and aligning themselves with other great graffiti writers.

Nekst was an All-City King. Everywhere he went, he did it big and owned the city with his graffiti. He started here in Houston. His crew here is/was DTS (Def Threats). He went on to New York City, but also hit New Orleans, San Francisco, Detroit, Los Angeles, Miami and many other great cities along the way. He became part of the MSK crew (Mad Society Kings), which includes some of the best and most notorious graffiti artists in the world. He began writing his name as Next in 1996, then evolved to Nekst.

Perhaps his best and most traditionally artistic work was done during a six-month detention in a Dallas-area prison, during which he drew dozens of touching and contemplative portraits of his fellow prison inmates with simple pencil and paper.

We offer our condolences to his family and crew. May he forever rest in peace.

"At this point I just tell people I'm from America. I've lived in and painted in every region in this country. I've been writing graffiti for 18 years and have always been significant to every city I've lived in. I try to make sure that what I make is as large as possible and always legible. I feel like you aren't succeeding if you arent making civilians want to start painting. " - Nekst

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The umlaut just kills me.

Even if I hadn't witnessed REMÃœV's massive tag on the railroad bridge over I-45 just north of Downtown with my own eyes, I would have seen it eventually: on Facebook and Instagram, where several of my well-meaning friends have spread his overly-simplistic platitude: REMÃœV "hate!"

Let's just chat for a minute about why this is the stupidest graffiti in Houston right now.

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God, the 3D on this new Ice Age movie is terrible.

Of course, many of us knew from the get-go that the resurgence of 3D would be a very temporary thing. We knew this because:

6. 3D-ification Drives Up Prices
Not to be the umpteenth person today who tells you that we're in the middle of a recession, but: We're in the middle of a recession. People just don't have as much disposable income as they used to, and that means certain luxuries start getting cut. First among those: entertainment. Or at least pricey entertainment. You may splurge for 3D on huge "event" movies, but nobody going in to see Tyler Perry's Madea Farts Forever in a Poopy Haze of Mediocrity wants to pay upwards of 12 bucks for their movie ticket when the standard price tag will be more than enough of a letdown and ripoff.

In anticipation of our favorite week in infotainment, we published a post last week featuring some of the most iconic, striking and beautiful sharks in art. This week, we combed the Internet for the lamest, least fearsome, least thought-provoking images of sharks. Scroll through for some of the best/worst shark fan art we could find, from statues to street art to skin art.

Today is Memorial Day, and for a lot of us, that means sleeping in, grilling out and watching Real Housewives of New York City straight (thanks, Bravo!). But for a lot of people, it also means a chance to display the flag; we are, after all, supposed to remember those who have fallen in service to our country on this day.

And people love to display the flag anywhere they like: outside their homes, on a bumper sticker, on a tie. And of course, all over their junk. If there's anything Americans love more than the dear ol' stars and stripes, it's framing their junk in red, white and blue. And the best part about days like this is, no one can chastise you for wearing even the most junk-hugging fields of stars, lest it looks like they are attacking the flag. Remember that Will Ferrell sketch where he wore his patriotic thong? We was the man.

For those of you who are missing out on giving their junk the Memorial Day treatment, here are six patriotic fashions you don't want to take to grandma's beach house.

Art Car Weekend is finally here, and we all know we can expect to see some pretty outlandish vehicles over the next few days, from tiki-themed roadsters to a Jimmy Buffet tribute on wheels.

But we've come up with some wild predictions ourselves, so keep your eyes peeled for variations on these art cars.

According to the TMZ story, Savage was driving his 2009 Jeep Wrangler when he veered across a concrete median through oncoming traffic and ran into a tree. Alcohol does not appear to have been a factor.

Savage made a name for himself in the '80s with his special brand of trash-talk, his work as spokesman for Slim Jims, his trademark catchphrase "Ooooohhhhh Yeaaaaahhhhhh" and his flamboyant fashion sense that included fringe, sequins, spandex, an array of cowboy hats and his "Macho Man" shades.