Waiting for your HIV test results can be as nerve-frazzling as trying to pay for groceries with a credit card you know is on the edge of being maxed all the way out. For some reason, it feels like every time I’ve had an HIV test, it’s taken damn forever for me to get the results back. I wait and wait and wait and eventually my brain fills with stupid, crazy thoughts. I end up Googling dumb shit like, “If your HIV test is positive, does it take longer for your doctor to tell you the results?” That question usually leads me to a WebMD page that reads, “If you haven’t gotten your HIV test results after 10 days, you probably have cancer.”

So because getting tested makes some people bite their finger skin off, Prince Hot Ginge decided to get an HIV test on Facebook live to try to remove the stigma and show people how easy it is. The Royal Family Facebook page put up this note:

HIV rates in the UK continue to rise despite years of progress in treating the illness and one of the biggest factors has been that up to 17% of HIV positive patients are unaware of their status and unintentionally pass on the virus to partners.

Prince Harry believes until everyone feels relaxed about taking HIV tests – whether from high risk groups or not – then tackling the stigma and fear surrounding HIV testing will continue to allow the virus to win.

Because of PHG’s involvement in HIV causes, many are bringing up how his mother Princess Diana shook the hands and hugged people with HIV and AIDS in early 90s.

Here’s the video of PHG talking about how he’s nervous about getting his blue blood tested before getting pricked. Thanks to rapid testing, he gets his results a quick second later. (SPOILER ALERT: He’s negative.)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C39nanBm3Xs

PHG always looks like a ginger pillar of hotness, but he really looks like one while do-gooding. The next time I get tested, I’m going to tell my doctor to do it with one of those rapid tests, because it’ll save his receptionist from listening to me scream like a crazy trick for my results every 10 minutes.

Back in May, Meghan Trainor cursed our eyes and ears with a music video for the song “Me Too.” About 0.6 seconds after it was released, she yanked it down and cried Photoshop. At the time, the conspiracy theorist in me was skeptical of the whole situation. Like, wouldn’t she have watched the video first before it was released? As someone who has to re-record a greeting at least thirteen times before I assign it as my outgoing message, I can confidently say I’ve spent more time on a lot less. Well, it looks like I can go ahead and put my tinfoil hat away, because according to Meghan Trainor it definitely 100% wasn’t a cheap publicity stunt.

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Sometimes us dark brown-haireds need to be reminded that when we go blond, we probably won’t end up looking like Alexander Skarsgard. We very well could end up looking like a former Central Florida tweaker who spent a lot of time in prison for running a dogfighting ring in his memaw’s storage unit and later found Jesus in his 40s and is now running for Governor. Noted douche rash Miles Teller reminded us of that at last night’s ESPYs.

When the “Why pay more when you can Payless?” version of Shia LaBeouf walked onto the stage with Danica Patrick to present the award for Best Comeback Athlete, everyone thought to themselves, “I don’t know why Todd Chrisley is presenting, but he’s so strong for showing up after just surviving a meth lab explosion.” That dick discharge yellow hair and eyebrows not only gave Miles a lion nose, but it also transformed him into Eminem as drawn by the artistes who drew the Doug characters.

People believes that Miles may have attacked his hair and brows with peroxide for a movie role. No, he’s not playing Eric Trump in a struggle budget biopic for Spike TV. Miles is playing real-life firefighter Brendan McDonough in Granite Mountain. Brendan McDonough isn’t piss stain blond, but he’s blond.

With that being said, I still would because of 3 words: Champagne coupe dick, which means that his peen is probably short and skinny with an oversized head, but whatever!

Pics: Getty

Famous (and according to some people, overrated) author and vegetarian Jonathan Safran Foer recently interviewed his friend Natalie Portman for The New York Times’ T magazine to promote his upcoming book, Here I Am, and her upcoming directorial debut, A Tale of Love and Darkness. Since Jonathan and Natalie are ~intelligent~ types, they decided to do it through a series of pretentious-sounding emails. If you ever read a GOOP.com newsletter and thought “You know, this would be so much better if it was written by an Oscar-winning actress who also really wants you to know that she went to Harvard“, then these emails are for you.

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If you watched Anthony Anderson and the Gilmore Girls chick (“Have some respect, you uneducated bitch!” – you Gilmore Girls fans) announce the Emmy nominations live this morning, then you’ve probably switched from drinking coffee to freebasing Valium. Because Anthony Anderson had the energy of an ADHD-having Mexican jumping bean on Red Bull and speed. Anthony screamed a bunch of names and nearly lost his asshole when he was nominated. It’s just the Emmys! Dude acted like he just found out there’s an It’s A Living marathon on basic cable. But anyway, as I put ice on my punched ear holes with one hand, let’s get to the Emmy nominations.

Of course, Game of Thrones pulled in the most nominations with 23, and The People v. O.J. Simpson: American Crime Story got the second most with 22 nominations. Pretty much every single actor and prop from The People v. O.J. Simpson were nominated including Courtney B. Vance, Sarah Paulson, Cuba Gooding Jr., Sterling K. Brown, John Travolta and David Schwimmer for his performance as serious Ross Geller in a salt and pepper wig. But they left out the most important character and the reason why most of us watched: John Travolta’s breathtaking turd-shaped brow wigs! As soon as the Emmy tricks realized that John Travolta’s boomerang brows weren’t nominated, they should’ve declared this year’s nominations null and void and canceled the ceremony. Maybe they’re giving those brows a Lifetime Achievement In Beauty Award? But if they don’t, any actor who wins from that series needs to immediately hand over their trophy to those wigs, because those wigs held that show together with its thick polyester strands.

Lady Gaga won the Golden Globe for American Horror Story: Hotel, but I guess she didn’t write a big enough check this time, because she didn’t get an Emmy nom. Sarah Paulson and Kathy Bates both got noms for AHS. And this year, the Emmys really belong to AUNT JACKIE! Laurie Metcalf got 3 nominations including one for the work of brilliance she did on one of the greatest shows ever Getting On. Auntie Jackie is the Hamilton of TV actresses and she deserves to be nominated in every category, so 3 is kind of low.

Also, Tom Hiddleston was nominated for The Night Manager, so if he and Taylor Swift haven’t married, had a baby and divorced by September, make sure you eat a light lunch on Emmy day. You’ll be heaving a lot when he drops to his knee on the red carpet and proposes to her as she gently caresses her pillow baby.

UPDATE: In my rage over Travolta’s brow wigs getting wrongly snubbed, I missed RuPaul getting his first nomination for Outstanding Host for RuPaul’s Drag Race. Along with nominating Laurie Metcalf 3 times this year, the Emmys did 2 things right this year. I hope Ru wears a kimono to the ceremony.

All of the Emmy nominations are here, but I’ve copy and pasted a few of the major categories after the cut:

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Ciara and her new husband Russell Wilson got married last week, something we know because they wasted no time after the ceremony grabbing their phones and Instagramming a picture from their wedding with a quote about being “The Wilsons.” But it was sort of a waste of time, because when you’re a famous person, the only thing that matters is the first time you stroll down a red carpet at a fancy event wearing your rings. I’m sure at the end of a celebrity wedding, the officiant says: “I now pronounce you…eligible for lots of attention. You may now make your red carpet debut at the awards show of your choice. But do it soon before people lose interest.”

So it was really great timing for Ciara and Russell Wilson that the ESPYS were held only a week after their wedding. Not only did they get to walk the red carpet, they also presented awards as well. I am surprised they managed to make it at all, what with all the constant sex they’re having. Actually, that might explain those tired eyes. Russell usually has a permanent case of sleepy eyes (he literally always looks like you woke him up from a couch nap), but so does Ciara. Those tired eyes they brought to the ESPYS red carpet last night are definitely the result of banging for 168 hours straight. They probably only had enough energy to put on their fancy red carpet clothes and move from the limo to the carpet. I hope they had an EMT waiting close by in case one of them passed out from sex-induced exhaustion.

Here’s more of The Wilsons (a name I still can’t type without hearing it screamed by Dennis the Menace in my head). Russell wore a tux, Ciara wore a snazzy HSN scarf attached to a pink skirt. She also managed to get in some “Look at my giant-ass ring” poses. Good for you, Ciara!

Pics: Splash, Wenn.com