Designer jeans, by Hot Chip

Corcoran: The powerhouse real estate group makes one of the most difficult things about living in a competitive real estate market -- finding a new apartment or condo -- much, much easier. A simple, user-friendly interface allows squatters to comb through regularly updated rental and sales listings, complete with each agent’s contact info, in New York, the Hamptons and South Florida. It also lets you get a sense of the neighborhood and discover the coolest bars, restaurants and shops around each property. So if the mood strikes, you can drop in on an open house, land a $5 million penthouse and then find the perfect lunch spot to celebrate securing your new digs.

Should we open up a window, yeah?” Devonté Hynes asks, giggling. Known to music fans by his stagename, Lightspeed Champion, the 24-year-old Brooklyn-based Brit aims a loaded spray-paint can squarely at a pair of cutoff jeans. Once part of the short-lived dance-punk trio Test Icicles,Hynes went solo in 2006. (He said of the split, “We were never, ever that keen on the music.”) Since his 2008 debut as Lightspeed, a high-concept baroque pop album titled Falling off the Lavender Bridge (a project he is rather keen on), Hynes has collaborated with the Chemical Brothers, Basement Jaxx, Florence + The Machine, the British Film Institute and even an X-Factor finalist.

We handed them a few pairs of jeans-- here's what they did

● Hugh Jackman is going to break out into song, in Chinese, in an upcoming role. Those involved in the cottage industry that pirated early copies of Wolverine are going through an intensely "meta" phase of their lives right now. [AP] ● Jay-Z recently thanked the Spice Girls at an awards show. Rumors that he'll debut his new single "99 (Post-Modern) Problems" at Webster Hall tonight are unconfirmed, but smart money says you'll regret not going. [Rap Radar] ● The guy from the B-52's whose war cry of "ROCK LOBSTAH!" is back with a new single, about having hams thrown at him. While the American Civil Liberties Union will no doubt come out in support of your ability to throw hams at the "ROCK LABSTAH!" guy, Abraham Foxman of the Anti-Defamation League was unavailable for comment. [\]

● Courtney Love and the rest of Hole jammed together for the first time in over ten years. A rise in huff-able drugs would not be completely unexpected. [Spin] ● Skinny Kelly Osbourne is dressing like Fred Flintstone. Her father still sounds like he has prehistoric rocks in his mouth when he speaks. It works, kind of. [The Sun] ● Women aren't getting laid because the men they typically get laid by are sick of them. Better than sick by by them, right? [Gawker]

● Esquire's list of the Best Dressed Men of All Time failed to include Lady Gaga. Lady Gaga Penis Conspiracy Theorists everywhere cry foul. [Esquire] ● Your vagina has things to say. Well, someone else's vagina has things to say. And that vagina thinks your vagina should listen to it talk about your vagina and vaginae everywhere, and what everyone's respective vaginae has to say to their respective owners. [Crushable] ● Axl Rose took time out of his busy schedule to un-invite people who weren't going to show up to his concerts in the first place. Paradise City, Population: Axl Rose. [Village Voice]

● Sarah Palin is pissed because Family Guy made fun of her family, and called them "heartless jerks." Family Guy has yet to respond, but as long as the talking dog or baby says it, it will probably be funny. [New York Times] ● Want to know how to become a stalkerite? A socialite? A party reporter who stalks socialites and gains access to places they otherwise have no business being (or chance to be there)? Then someone's got your number. [Guest of a Guest] ● The UK Sun announces that American women are the best in the world. American men everywhere groan at the prospect of being told how "good" they "have it" for the twelfth time today. [The Sun]

● At a party celebrating their incredible achievement in publishing, the hot, slamming, rock-hard bods of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue had the hottest butts in the room...in their mouths. A bunch of S.I. swimsuit models were puffing the night away at their magazine party. [TMZ] ● Ke$ha sucks too much to actually deface the Hollywood sign, so some activists who want to save it did it for her. The ADA has yet to recommend brushing your teeth with whiskey, however. [LA Times] ● The money quote from Courtney Love's recent Spin interview, literally: "I married a guy, he killed himself, I inherited everything. That's the way it goes.". [Spin via Guest of a Guest]

● It's Taylor Lautner's 18th Birthday! Time to celebrate the hunky man-meat boy Taylor Swift dumped, who is both now single and old enough to buy porn. And maybe cigarettes! The questionably tan object of affection for swooning and gaydar-unequipped teenage girls everywhere is currently being fought over by movie studios duking it out over who gets to make the next movie of Lautner doing backflips and roundhouse kicks and fancy gymnastics moves. [Videogum and Deadline Hollywood Daily] ● Like Alka Seltzer and Birds, Mentos and Pepsi, and Pop Rocks and Oral Sex, Cats and Snow have no business being together other than to the satisfy sadistic human impulse of bizarre "What if?" physical experimentation. But seeing as how there's not much else to do on a snow day besides throw your cat in snow, a bunch of people did, and put it on YouTube. [The Awl] ● Why read a blog post when you can sing it? Spider Man's next movie is gonna be in your face and in 3-D and sans Tobey Maguire. Dave Itzkoff at the New York Times wrote a song about the news as his post on it, to the original Spider Man theme song. [ArtsBeat]