Who's Your Daddy?

In the October issue of Vanity Fair, Maureen Orth talks to actress Mia Farrow about her humanitarian work, her family, her former lovers, and the scandalous end to her relationship with former partner, Woody Allen. Orth asks Farrow point-blank, about a long-circulating rumor about the paternity of her son, Ronan Farrow, who was always identified as the only biological child of Farrow and Allen: Could Ronan be Frank Sinatra's biological son? "Possibly," responded Farrow.

Ronan Farrow responded to the hubbub over his paternity on Twitter:

No, no, no! With all due respect to Ronan Farrow, a former child prodigy who began college at 11, graduated from Yale Law School, attended Oxford University on a Rhodes Scholarship, and has served in the Obama administration, we are all not *possibly* Frank Sinatra's son. That's not to say that some family relationships aren't in question. For instance, Nick Jonas is *possibly* the second cousin once removed of President Franklin Pierce (aka friendly Frank Pierce, alcoholic from New Hampshire):

11 Things That Shouldn't be Produced in Camouflage Print

My good friends Mama June and Sugar Bear were lawfully (maybe) joined in holy matrimony last weekend. They went an untraditional direction with the attire, and both the bride and groom wore camouflage to the wedding. Here's a good picture of the groom, bride, and Honey Boo Boo, herself:

Just in case you were wondering, June's dress is not the same earth-roaming fish camouflage pattern on the tablecloth from the K's white trash birthday party:

I believe that the pattern on Mama June's dress is a classic mossy oak.

I thought this might be a good time to talk about camouflage making the leap from the foxhole to the mainstream. Honestly, though, is there really a wrong time to talk about camo?