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‘Sex Dust’ is the Weird Supplement You Need This Valentine’s Day

Sex Dust also contains organic epimedium, AKA horny goat weed, the hilariously-named herb available in pill form that Bacon says “has been used for thousands of years to help balance hormones and bring warmth to the pelvic region.” Lusty!

So what exactly do you do with this suff? Bacon is a former chef, so Moon Juice’s site helpfully contains tons of recipes for making Sex Dust snacks (which I can only assume would make you the office hero). Being a low-maintenance (read: lazy) gal, I mixed a teaspoon into my morning coffee. It mixed pretty well and gave my coffee a toasty, slightly sweet chocolate flavor, with a mushroom-y musk to it. It was surprisingly pleasant.

A few sips in and I was no glowing Aphrodite. What gives?! But a couple hours later, I realized a proposal for a big copywriting project I was working on was suddenly flowing weirdly well. I sped on from that to phone interviews with potential assistants for my startup, a task I’d usually find draining as an introvert, but which left me oddly energized.

Now normally, after crossing two entire things off my to-do list, I’d treat myself to a “deserved” hour of aimless reading on the internet, or an Instagram hole, or honestly, I might just say “effit” and log off for the day. (Gotta love that freelance life.) Instead, I felt inspired to work on the creative direction for an upcoming photoshoot I’m producing. “I’M SCARED OF YOU,” my business partner texted me when I emailed her a meticulously-organized mood board, shot list, call sheet, and schedule at 2 a.m.

I went to bed that night after a 14-hour work day, feeling like I could have gone longer. Whomst am I, I wondered? Was it the Sex Dust igniting my creative energy?

For the next couple days, I downed Sex Dust coffee each morning, and worked more bizarrely productive 12- to 16-hour days, crossing a ton of crap off my permanently anxiety-inducing to-do list. As someone who is super-easily overwhelmed and would rather be napping at all times, I cannot stress how unusual it is for me to achieve this level of productivity at all, much less multiple days in a row.

By day four, I was thoroughly spooked by the unusual burst of focus and productivity I’d experienced—but below-the-brain benefits were harder to sense. I’d definitely noticed my mood felt lighter—perhaps the result of the cacao, which Bacon says “releases endorphins.” But I felt no libidinous effects, nor the “pelvic warming” or “juiciness” I’d been promised. So I decided to take the Sex Dust on the road, meeting up with a friend to go to on what she calls a “cutie run”—dinner and a trip to the bar to chill, look cute, dance, and maybe meet boys.

About an hour into our cutie run, she turned to me in frustration: “I feel invisible—like all the guys are smiling at you!” she yelled over the music. Not gonna lie, I noticed it too. The horny goat weed must be working! Of course it wasn’t every dude. But it definitely felt like people were, to put it scientifically, digging my vibe. Our waitress was unusually friendly. One guy waved from across the room. Another made a lame excuse to talk to me in the bathroom line. On the street, another literally said: “You’re nice, I like you.”

Of course, I can’t say for sure if my renewed mojo was the Sex Dust, or some other factor. Was I just in a good mood? Excited to see my friend? Were all the men on the Lower East Side slipped $20 and told to flirt with me? We may never know.

Shrill Trailer: Watch Aidy Bryant Take on Fat-Shamers

Stop what you’re doing, people: Hulu just dropped a new trailer for its upcoming series Shrill, based on the popular book by Lindy West. The six-episode series stars Aidy Bryant as Annie, a plus-size writer trying to navigate life amidst fat-shaming strangers and passive-aggressive relatives. Her world opens, though, when she attends a body-positive event called the “Fat Babe Pool Party.” It’s there where Annie gains the confidence to live life on her own terms—regardless of what people think.

Before the party, Annie is stuck in a rut. She’s hooking up with a guy who makes her leave his house through the backdoor; she’s an assistant calendar editor at a publication but dreams of writing feature stories; and she’s following a diet called the “Thin Menu,” which has her subsisting on pale, unappetizing pancakes (if you can even call them that) and a handful of almonds every few hours.

But there’s a shift after Annie attends the “Fat Babe Pool Party.” She demands more respect from that aforementioned hookup, starts loving her body more, and gets ahead at work by self-publishing a story about body image, which eventually goes viral. (But at a cost: The article makes her the target of a fat-shaming troll, who leaves her disparaging messages in a sea of positive comments. Been there, girl.)

Watch the full first trailer for yourself, below:

Luka Jones, Lolly Adefope, John Cameron Mitchell, and Julia Sweeney star alongside Bryant in Shrill. Here’s the official synopsis from Hulu: “A fat young woman who wants to change her life — but not her body. Annie is trying to start her career while juggling bad boyfriends, a sick parent, and a perfectionist boss.”

The series is executive produced by Elizabeth Banks and Lorne Michaels and features Lindy West as a writer and producer. All six episodes will debut March 15 on Hulu.

Happy Death Day 2U’s Director Already Has The Idea For Part 3

Happy Death Day 2U is coming out this week, and while we have no idea how the movie will end up faring at the box office, director Christopher Landon says the movie is ripe for another sequel. Or since it would be the third movie, a threequel. He explained to CinemaBlend in a recent interview at the Happy Death Day 2U junket that he has an idea for a third movie in mind.

Bonkers is about the right word for it. While you are going to have to wait and see this movie for yourself, I can confirm that Happy Death Day 2U both wraps up nicely in a way that could end the sort-of franchise, but also leaves room for a third movie thanks to some clever additional scenes during the credits.

Going back to Christopher Landon’s “bonkers” comments, producer Jason Blum also told CinemaBlend’s own Eric Eisenberg that the reason Happy Death Day 2U works is because it’s not a straight rehash of the first movie. It also doesn’t simply amp up the stakes like a lot of other sequels and it tries for something totally different than most sequels might. But don’t take it from me. Here’s what Blum told us:

Ahead of the movie’s release, we’ve seen a trailer for Happy Death Day 2U which does seemingly amp up the stakes of the original Happy Death Day. In the trailer, Tree is back in her time loop and this time we see her jump out of a plane in her underwear. Other shenanigans ensue.

From what we’ve been shown in the early marketing, the movie is a traditional sequel; yet, from what we’ve heard about Happy Death Day 2U, it’s anything but. Now, Jason Blum is confirming to fans that the movie is more of a cross-genre movie than a straight horror property and that a third movie could take that idea even further.

Beyond that, should a third film go into production, perhaps there is a way the franchise could then work a third genre into the potential sequel? I suppose a self-aware rom-com could work given Tree’s history with Carter, although there have always been romantic elements threaded through these movies. I’d also kind of like to see Happy Death Day 3 get into ‘80s R-rated action, but that may be wishful thinking given the PG-13 rating of the other two.

Needless to say, it will be interesting to see if audiences respond to Happy Death Day 2U when it hits theaters on Wednesday, February 13 at 9 p.m. ET. CinemaBlend will keep you updated every step of the way, and especially if a third movie in the possible/probable trilogy is greenlighted.

Inside Sir Babygirl’s Neon World Of Offbeat Pop And Devoted Fans

By Dani Blum

There’s a neon knot of hair flopped over a guitar on the Rough Trade NYC stage. Like a follow-along dot in a children’s musical TV show, it shakes to the sounds of shredding. In three hours, the room will be packed with teenagers in muscle tees and slim men with single earrings, but right now, it’s just Brooklyn-based pop songwriter Sir Babygirl, her glowing green hair, and the guy running soundcheck. This is the ninth stop on her tour supporting the band Petal, a run which includes a missed flight in Pittsburgh where she was hospitalized for food poisoning. Though Sir Babygirl has only released four tracks of frenetic, bubblegum pop, she has amassed what she calls “an extremely sticky, tiny, cult-like following” — like the teenagers who came from Syracuse, New York, to see her in Philadelphia, or the fans who linger at her shows and cry when they see her. Her debut album, Crush On Me, comes out this week on indie label Father/Daughter. She sells CDs of it at her shows to fans who don’t even own CD players.

“I don’t want to hurt people’s ears,” she shouts to the sound guy when the amp screeches. “But, like, I want to be heard.”

Sir Babygirl, born Kelsie Hogue, has an evil plan. It starts with memes: Her Instagram is a mood board of early 2000s nostalgia and bisexuality – a grinning Yzma from The Emperor’s New Groove joking about period blood, Reese Witherspoon from Legally Blonde reading a textbook labeled “Flirting W/ Girls: 101.” “I was like, I’m going to get a following that way, and then it will cross over to my music,” she says. “I’m very calculated.”

Her sound attracted the attention of Chloë Grace Moretz, who tweeted a link to Sir Babygirl’s debut single, “Heels,” in October. Her streaming numbers have stayed steady and modest since the song came out in August; right now, it has 117,000 listens on Spotify. The song is technically perfect: a pulsing pop song with lyrics about leaving a lover and coming home. The track builds into a clear, high shout: “You don’t know me anymore / I changed my hair, I changed my hair, I changed my hair.”

In the light, Sir Babygirl’s hair has shoots of pink peeking out beneath the green. We’re in the front area of Rough Trade, which doubles as Williamsburg’s staple records store, next to rows of vinyl and a DIY synth kit labeled, “TECHNOLOGY WILL SAVE US.” Her lip ring glints under string lights. Sir Babygirl is a character, she’s explaining, an absurdist version of a self. Behind the music is Hogue herself, a 26-year-old bisexual who identifies as non-binary. These identities are centered in her songs, but they’re not the only appeal.

“I’m not a better artist because I’m queer, and it’s not worthwhile music because it’s queer,” she says. “It’s worthwhile because it’s fucking good music.”

As a project, Sir Babygirl has existed for a few years. Hogue thought of the name because she’s “obsessed with the extremes,” she says. “So what’s the most absurd, colonial male term? Sir. And then babygirl, the most infantilized.”

She was torn between singing and comedy. She studied theater at Boston University, where she was “the fucking weirdo, the ostracized gay” and then moved to Chicago to try stand-up. In one set, she dumped LaCroix on herself and shrieked; she called that bit “My Morning Routine.” She paid rent by hosting at a spy–themed restaurant, asking tourists for the password in a thick European accent. The room where she sat and waited for them wasn’t heated in the winter; she complained to her boss that it was a workers’ rights violations. She was asked to leave the restaurant. Soon after, she left Chicago, moved back into her childhood bedroom in New Hampshire, and forced herself to write an album within the year.

“People think ‘Heels’ is about heartbreak,” she says. “No. I wrote it because I got fired from my fucking spy-themed restaurant job.”

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When Sir Babygirl talks about her production style, she talks about songs that “sound like ballerinas fucking.” When she talks about bi visibility, she clears her throat and throws her voice a pitch lower – “I want to be one of many bi artists, not like, hem hem, hello, I’m THE bi.” And when she talks about her burgeoning success, she knows this isn’t supposed to happen – to have a cross-country tour before you put you first album out, to find the perfect production partner by posting a call for non-cis engineers on Facebook. Her A&R rep at Father/Daughter discovered her after one of his coworkers at a smaller label in Florida played “Heels” out loud in her office, curious after following Sir Babygirl’s memes.

“Nothing I’ve gotten has been off a daddy connection,” she says. “It’s been people just literally fucking with my music.”

Tonight her eyes are coated in orange eyeshadow she’s put on herself; she learned the basics of makeup from a friend who’s a legally blind makeup artist, then watched YouTube tutorials while depressed and burrowed in her apartment in Chicago. “I don’t have a pop-star budget. If I want pop-star hair or pop-star makeup, I have to do it myself,” she says. She dyes her hair every few months, but has to keep the green and pink for a while – they’re her album release campaign colors, ones she picked herself. “That’s how obsessive I am,” she says. “Nobody asked me to do that.”

Ten minutes before Sir Babygirl’s set to go on stage, she sneaks into the audience. The other band she’s touring with, Cave People, is playing something sleek and crooning on stage, and she leans near a row of backpacks against the wall, trying to go unnoticed. It’s not working. “It’s her,” a cluster of backpacks and hairspray whispers behind me. They shove forward when she comes on stage.

Sir Babygirl twitches when she sings. She wants the vibrations in her songs to hit your body a certain way, and they do, synths burbling up from the floor and into your pulse, shoulders swishing automatically. “I really want to make it a 3-D experience,” she says. Crush on Me is her love letter to Robyn’s “Dancing On My Own” – crying-in-the-club music. “I wanted it to be catharsis, as opposed to inundation of trauma,” she says. “There’s motion. I want there to consistently be a driving force through it. Like there’s all this trauma, and we’re moving through it, and we acknowledge it. But we’re going to keep moving.” For all its sparkling synths and buzzy beats, Sir Babygirl’s music is flecked with pain. Screams and shrieks stab through songs. There are two reprises in the tight, nine-track album, and they both build to a hyperactive breaking point and then end abruptly. The effect is pristine chaos.

“It’s like this positive nihilism where it’s like we all understand we’re in an apocalypse,” she said. “The world’s ending. We know what’s going on. But we also deserve to escape. That’s part of the healing process.”

The last song of her set is “Heels,” and it’s the one the crowd’s been waiting for. “You can come up here,” she says to them, “really,” and there’s a pause while everyone waits to see if she’s serious. She is. Someone rustles past me, and then another, scooting themselves onto the stage while Sir Babygirl strips off a floor-length dress to reveal a millennial pink harness. She slaps her own ass. The stage clogs with twisting arms, heads jumping; a girl grabs Hogue’s hand, and they twirl. They leap so hard their eyes disappear. All I can see is hair.

Jonah Hill Says He Wants To Get Away From Bro Comedies Like Superbad

Last year, Jonah Hill showed a new side of his talent when his directorial debut Mid90s was met with critical acclaim. Additionally, he had an incredible performance on Netflix’s Maniac alongside Superbad co-star Emma Stone. The actor has certainly branched out since his early days in modern classic comedic hits such as Knocked Up and This is The End, and it doesn’t look like he plans on going back to his roots in “bro” comedy any time to soon. As he recently revealed:

Jonah Hill has developed a mature approach to his work over the years and while he fondly looks back at the movies that jump started his career, he no longer wants to encourage the “bro masculinity” a.k.a. somewhat toxic masculinity depicted in many of those films.

As he recently explained to Variety, Jonah Hill doesn’t particularly feel a responsibility to steer away from these narratives, but as he’s grown up he’s recognized some of the problematic elements of the characters of his past and is moving forward as an actor by telling different kinds of stories.

A prime example of his interest in challenging traditional masculinity is through Mid90s, which he wrote the script for and directed. The film tells the coming-of-age story of a 13-year-old boy who starts hanging out with a new crowd from a local skate shop. He said he made the movie to bring to attention the harmful misogynistic and homophobic behaviors in teens language at the time, and how their inability to show emotion, sensitivity and vulnerability led to “terrible decisions.”

So while his breakout roles are classics and certainly still hilarious movies, the themes just don’t hold up for Jonah Hill. So don’t expect Superbad 2 in the future. The actor has been moving away from bro comedies since his dramatic work in his Oscar nominated roles in 2011’s Moneyball and 2013’s The Wolf of Wall Street and voice roles in LEGO and How to Train Your Dragon film series as Green Lantern and Snotlout respectively.

Hollywood’s demand for “bro comedies” has certainly shifted since 2007’s Superbad but let’s hope Jonah Hill returns to his beginnings in comedy someday in a project that is where his heart is and we would love to see him, Michael Cera, Seth Rogen, Bill Hader and Emma Stone join in on the fun too!

Stan Lee’s Second Into The Spider-Verse Cameo Has Been Spotted

Stan Lee’s first (but not last) posthumous cameo in a comic book movie came in a touching scene with Miles Morales in December’s spectacular Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse. But we’ve heard that scene is not the only time the comic book legend shows up in the film, and finding him will be a challenge for eagle-eyed fans. Now we’ve got a look at Stan Lee’s second Into the Spider-Verse cameo, courtesy of one of the film’s animators. Take a look:

Stan the Man! This cameo is truly a blink and you’ll miss it moment and you can see why animator Nick Kondo’s tweet says to have fun framing through the movie when it hits home video. Trying to spot this cameo while the movie is running would be like playing Where’s Waldo, with the page flipping every second. Going frame by frame is the only way you’d spot Stan Lee on the train in this sequence.

This cameo is a great one too. Not only does Stan Lee appear where we don’t expect to see him, but he is also doing the web shooter pose with his hand, which he was often photographed doing on red carpets. To see him doing that in a Spider-Man movie (and arguably the best Spider-Man movie) based on the character he created with Steve Ditko is just perfect.

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse directors Bob Persichetti, Peter Ramsey and Rodney Rothman said that every animator wanted a chance to animate Stan Lee, so he appears in several crowd shots. This should provide a fun challenge for fans when the movie releases on home video.

This cameo shows that they were being truthful and that the word ‘challenge’ was quite appropriate for this task. I expect many a Marvel fan will have their work cut out for them on this hunt come March. Of course, rewatching Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse multiple times sounds like anything but a chore.

Stan Lee’s sad passing means that he won’t be filming any more comic book movie cameos and we’ll soon observe the last of him onscreen. But Spider-Verse cameos like this one show a cool way he could still show up in the movies, at least the animated ones, like Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse’s sequel and spinoff.

Stan Lee obviously wouldn’t speak, but would just appear in the background as tribute and as a reminder of how even though he is gone, he lives on through his creations. Stan Lee’s presence and impact is all around if you’re willing to look.

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse arrives on Blu-ray, 4K and digital on March 19th. Before that, Spider-Verse will compete at the 91st Academy Awards where it is nominated for Best Animated Feature Film.

Stay tuned to CinemaBlend for the latest movie news and check out our release schedule to see all the movies you can look forward to in 2019.

What Ronan The Accuser’s Role Will Be In Captain Marvel

By the time we were introduced to him in James Gunn’s Guardians of the Galaxy, Ronan The Accuser was already a radicalized zealot. Operating as a servant of Thanos, he very clearly demonstrated a belief in Kree supremacy, and was willing to go to great lengths to prove it to the rest of the universe. Obviously we saw his story come to an end when he was vaporized by the titular team, but soon we will get to see a fresh version of the character, re-introduced in Anna Boden and Ryan Fleck’s upcoming Captain Marvel.

The new Marvel Studios blockbuster is set in the mid-1990s – about 20 years prior to the adventures in Guardians Of The Galaxy – and therefore will give us a glimpse of what Ronan was like before he totally went off the deep end. As of right now we don’t have a full picture of what’s going to go down, as the character has only had a limited presence in the marketing materials, but the role in the film was a subject discussed by producer Jonathan Schwartz on the set of Captain Marvel last year. He explained,

Captain Marvel will be diving into Kree society in a way not previously seen on the big screen, including our first look at the alien species’ home planet, Hala. This will be a time before Ronan (once again played by Lee Pace) was cast out for his extremist views, but that doesn’t mean we won’t see them simmering under the surface as he engages in Kree politics. It’s hard to imagine that the new film will entirely transform Ronan into the maniac we first met in 2014, but there is a good chance that we will see him set down that path.

What will certainly help jump start things is the fact that we will find Ronan in the midst of centuries-long war in Captain Marvel – which will certainly feed into all of his aggression. While it was the Xandarians who he was trying to decimate in Guardians of the Galaxy, this time around his enemy will be the shapeshifting aliens known as the Skrulls. This means that he will be fighting on the same side as Carol Danvers (Brie Larson) for at least the start of the story, which explains the “intersection with Starforce” mentioned above (Starforce being the elite military unit of which Carol is a part). Of course, we can’t say for certain if their views will line up perfectly as the movie plays out.

It should be noted that fans probably shouldn’t have extreme expectations for Ronan The Accuser’s role in Captain Marvel, as he is part of an expansive supporting cast that includes a few other key Marvel Cinematic Universe veterans – including Samuel L. Jackson’s Nick Fury. In this discussion, it was the future Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. that Jonathan Schwartz once again compared Ronan to later in the interview, explaining how much we will learn about the Kree zealot in the new film:

Set to be the 21st film released by Marvel Studios, Captain Marvel features an outstanding cast even beyond all of the stars mentioned above – with an ensemble that also includes Ben Mendelsohn, Gemma Chan, Lashana Lynch, Djimon Hounsou, Jude Law, Clark Gregg, and Annette Bening. The blockbuster will be heading to a theater near you on March 8th, and we’ll have plenty more coverage coming your way between now and then,

The Hustle Trailer: Watch Anne Hathaway and Rebel Wilson Hilariously Scam Men

In The Hustle, two badass women are all it takes to scam men out of millions (if not billions) of dollars.

Thanks to Anna Delvey, who notoriously grifted her way through SoHo (and ended up inspiring not one but two competing TV shows about her con) and the entire Fyre Festival fiasco, the word “scammer” has been on the tip of everyone’s tongues for at least two years now. Of course, Hollywood has followed suit and made a blockbuster for our times with The Hustle.

In this adaptation of Frank Oz’s 1988 film Dirty Rotten Scoundrels, which starred Steve Martin and Michael Caine, it appears that Rebel Wilson has met her match in Anne Hathaway. Hathaway plays a seasoned scammer who teaches Wilson “her sugar baby ways,” which include performative vulnerability, knife-throwing skills, and blending in with one’s surroundings. This is all so they can work together to swindle a young tech dynamo (played by Alex Sharp) out of his millions (or possibly billions, as Wilson points out). Why shake down so many rich men out of jewels and money, you ask? The answer is simple: because they can. Do you need a better reason than that?

“Why are women better suited for the con than men?” Hathaway asks in the movie. “Because no man will ever believe a woman is smarter than he is.”

Hathaway is no-doubt bringing her Ocean’s 8–honed heist chops to The Hustle (she was the best part of that movie, and I won’t be challenged), while Wilson delivers the riotous physical comedy she’s known for in movies like Pitch Perfect and the recently-released romantic comedy Isn’t It Romantic.

Check out the full trailer for The Hustle, below:

It looks like scammer season has just been extended to May 10, 2019, which is when The Hustle hits theaters nationwide.

We Tried 50 Texting Gloves. Here are the Best Pairs

We Tried 50 Texting Gloves. Here are the Best Pairs
Illustration: Victoria Tentler-Krylov

IN 2007, when Apple unleashed its touch-screen wonderbox, users in winter climes soon learned that trying to type on an iPhone while gloved was futile. The only option was to remove your mitts and risk full-on finger freeze as you pecked out “Be there soon.”

It wasn’t long before glove companies discovered that by using technology, including conductive yarns, they could theoretically help avid texters avoid this bone-chilling ritual. Today, you can find rugged, ski-slope-ready texting gloves from North Face and Marmot; cozy knitted versions from Ralph Lauren and Uniqlo; and chichi leather texters from startups like Kent Wang and Evolg. All of them claim to work perfectly. Many unfortunately do not.

When Yale Buchwald’s mother gave him a pair of Lord and Taylor leather texting gloves for Hanukkah a few years ago, the New York creative strategy apprentice, now 21, excitedly considered the possibilities. He could, he marveled, order an Uber on a December night without wincing in pain. Or not. “They never worked well,” he said. Though he still wears the gloves, he’s given up on trying to type in them: He goes gloveless when it’s time to check Google Maps for the nearest subway station.

Cameron Wilson, 28, a logistics coordinator in Seattle, has been similarly unimpressed by the many pairs of smart gloves he’s staked his hopes on over recent winters. “Nothing was really good and nothing was really warm,” he said. Warmth is a persistent issue: With cozily thick texting gloves, you might as well be smashing a foam finger against your screen; more effective alternatives suffer from wispiness. Today, he employs an old-fashioned alternative: toasty mittens with a flap that he pulls back to reveal his bare fingers when he needs to, say, fire off a text.

Unready to adopt such a defeatist attitude, I recently tested 50 touch screen gloves over a near-freezing New York weekend, taking note of typing efficacy, warmth and fit. The best smart gloves allowed for breezy email answering, while the worst barely registered a click (as I made my notes on the weaker performers, I continually had to take them off). Most of them ranked somewhere in between, functioning adequately but leading me to give thanks for auto-correct, however imperfect it is.

Along the way I learned that knitted gloves tend to be slippery; many brands have added rubber nubs to the palm and fingers to prevent screen-cracking phone fumbles. Finding a snug fit gets tricky with stiff leather gloves, particularly in the crucial fingertip area: When I tested a problematically roomy pair, my attempt to type “goodbye” produced “ground pie.” And no matter what kind of technology brands like North Face or Marmot advertise, most bulky, ski-type gloves are terrible for texting. Smart gloves are best suited for brief bouts of outdoor typing, not whole afternoons spent on the bleachers watching football while trying to keep up with a group chat. Still, in my testing, a few winners emerged. Here are the five premier app-allowing, message-massaging, email-answering and warm gloves that we endorse.

THE PURSUIT OF GLOVE / The Pluses (And a Few Minuses) of the Superior Pairs We Tested
We Tried 50 Texting Gloves. Here are the Best Pairs
Photo: F. Martin Ramin/The Wall Street Journal, Styling by Anne Cardenas

The Supple Slip-Ons

L.L. Bean Sweater Fleece

Gloves, $25,

+ These marled gloves were the softest on the inside. With a thick, inviting layer of plush fleece, they’re like a toasty sweater for your hands.

The lining does make them a bit denser and therefore harder to wrap around the sides of your phone.

We Tried 50 Texting Gloves. Here are the Best Pairs
Photo: F. Martin Ramin/The Wall Street Journal, Styling by Anne Cardenas

The Skier’s Delight

Columbia Ascender

Gloves, $35,

+ Of all the thick-shelled poly sporting gloves, these were the easiest to type with, boasting digits that taper to a dexterous tip.

The harder shell makes it tougher to maneuver (no rapid-fire emailing; you’ll type slowly) and is more appropriate, stylewise, for an Aspen slope than a stroll through the city.

We Tried 50 Texting Gloves. Here are the Best Pairs
Photo: F. Martin Ramin/The Wall Street Journal, Styling by Anne Cardenas

The Handsome Hand-Savers

Evolg Leather-Fabric Mix

Gloves, $150,

+ Japanese brand Evolg has pulled off a rare feat: By blending a checked British-esque wool with sleek black leather, it made touch screen gloves that look as dressy as traditional ones. Office-appropriate.

The leather was still a bit slick which made using my phone while walking a challenge.

We Tried 50 Texting Gloves. Here are the Best Pairs
Photo: F. Martin Ramin/The Wall Street Journal, Styling by Anne Cardenas

The Barely-There Pair

Mack Weldon Swipe

Gloves, $28,

+ These gloves from a New York-based startup are crafted from a lightweight silk-blend fabric for a fit that gets incredibly close to the hand. It’s like texting with no gloves at all.

They’re thin, so beware. If it’s anywhere near freezing, grab something more substantial.

We Tried 50 Texting Gloves. Here are the Best Pairs
Photo: F. Martin Ramin/The Wall Street Journal, Styling by Anne Cardenas

The All-Around Neat Knit

Moshi Digits

Gloves, $30,

+ The gloves by these smart-accessory specialists, in business for 14 years, feature neat waves of rubber dots and stripes along the palm and fingers that keep your phone from slipping to its doom.

The fluffy liner, while warming, adds bulk which ups the number of dreaded “fat finger” typos.

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Normani And 6lack Are Star-Crossed Lovers On The Moon In ‘Waves’ Video

Normani has shared the video for “Waves” her debut solo single featuring 6LACK. It mixes sexy with sci-fi in ways that seem impossible, enabling both artists to play off of each other’s strengths – Normani’s dominating seductiveness and 6LACK’s reserved smoothness. Normani’s confidence alone makes the video a winner. Check it out below.

Here’s a fun fact that you probably already know: the gravitational pull of the sun and moon on our Earth causes tidal waves. In a clever bit of creative direction, Normani and 6LACK’s new video for “Waves” takes place mostly on the moon, instead of in water. Normani begins the video by waking up lost on a beach, but over time she transitions from the deep blues of clean sea water to the star-peppered skies over the moon. Lunar rocks crowd the ground beneath her and 6LACK as they embrace while singing to each other.

“Waves” isn’t the only steamy video in Normani’s recent catalog. A few weeks ago, she released the sexy, futuristic video for “Dancing With a Stranger,” her collaboration with Sam Smith. Normani’s currently prepping her debut studio album to drop this year. She’ll have to finish it up while on the Sweetener World Tour with Ariana Grande when it kicks off in March.