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Normani and NFL Wide Receiver DK Metcalf Are Engaged

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Normani and DeKaylin Metcalf have kept their relationship mostly low-key, but that changed on Thursday when Mr. Metcalf, an N.F.L. wide receiver, announced their engagement — at a news conference announcing his recent trade, of all places.

Mr. Metcalf, who had been traded from the Seattle Seahawks to the Pittsburgh Steelers, was speaking about his excitement to play for his new team when a reporter asked whether he had sought any advice from Russell Wilson, the quarterback who joined the Steelers last season on a one-year deal. Mr. Wilson had also played for the Seahawks, where the two were teammates.

During Mr. Metcalf’s response, he nonchalantly referred to Normani, the 28-year-old singer, as his fiancée: “I talked to Russ yesterday. I proposed to my fiancée. He’s the one that connected us, so he was giving us congratulations on that.”

Though some celebrities are strategic about how and when they share their engagement news, Mr. Metcalf, 27, seemed unconcerned about press politics. Instead, he ecstatically pointed at Normani, who was watching him from the side. “She’s right there,” he said with a smirk. “Hold that rock up, baby.”

It was a soft launch engagement of sorts. Despite making their romance Instagram official on a story post in July 2023, the couple had largely avoided the public eye. To many fans, the fact that they were even a couple was news. But it was happy news for R&B fans who have been rooting for Normani; she has been in the spotlight since she was 16, auditioning on “The X Factor” and then joining the girl group Fifth Harmony, and has opened up about heartbreak in her music.

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At the news conference, Mr. Metcalf shared further details of the proposal, which he said took place the day before: “My family and her family was in Houston. It was my sister’s spring break, and just thought about getting the whole family together just for a big kumbaya and joining our families with a ring.”

“They got me good,” Normani could be heard saying in response.

The pair were introduced in 2022 by Mr. Wilson and his wife, the singer Ciara. “We hit it off from Day 1, and here we are,” Mr. Metcalf said.

In an interview with Rolling Stone ahead of the release of her sensual album “Dopamine” last June, Normani opened up about her relationship with Mr. Metcalf: “I’m happy. I am very happy. Definitely an answered prayer. I’ve experienced a lot with relationships. I’m a real lover girl. I wear my heart on my sleeve, and finding space where that’s reciprocated feels good. I like to see myself happy. I really do.” She added that Mr. Metcalf had inspired a few songs on the album.

Ciara shared her reaction to the couple’s engagement on TikTok, posting a screenshot from a video call where Normani showed off her ring. “@Russell Wilson and I knew when we introed yall 3yrs ago ..love was truly in the air! Now yall gon be booed up for forever!! This was the best news! @DK Metcalf @Normani we love yall so much!”

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Some of the comments jokingly requested that Ciara expand her matchmaking services. For years, Ciara’s fans had also asked her to share the prayer she said led her to meet Mr. Wilson; they have been married for nine years.

Hollywood has had its fair share of successful matchups sparked by friends playing matchmaker. Prince Harry and Meghan Markle met on a blind date set up through a mutual friend. Nicole Richie set up her brother-in-law, Benji Madden, with Cameron Diaz. Ed Sheeran is responsible for Courteney Cox’s relationship with Johnny McDaid. Meghan Trainor and Daryl Sabara were introduced by Chloë Grace Moretz.

According to a 2025 study conducted by the Knot that surveyed nearly 8,000 engaged couples, 16 percent met their significant other through a mutual friend. This was the second most common way couples met; 27 percent of engaged couples met online.

“You just get that vetting and that vouching from someone else,” April Davis, the founder of Luma Luxury Matchmaking in New York, said of why meeting through a mutual friend can be fruitful. “If you’re introduced to somebody that has references, that’s going to tear down a layer of opposition.” A special concern of celebrities in dating is not knowing whether a partner’s intentions or feelings are genuine.

Though the prevalence of online dating has made it less common, meeting a significant other through a mutual friend has long been a tried-and-true method to find romantic prospects with aligned values. A friend can do the initial vetting for you, while making sure a potential suitor passes the vibe check.

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So should more people set their friends up? Yes, Ms. Davis said — as long as the matchmaker isn’t blamed if things don’t work out.

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L.A. Affairs: My fling's words took me by surprise. ‘I’m not committed to you’

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It was a beautiful February day in Los Angeles after the fires. The sun burned hot overhead. I pulled my Ducati motorcycle into a spot outside his restaurant in the Arts District. I was hot, thirsty, hungry — three simple needs that instantly faded when I saw him.

Michael.

Even with my darkened helmet shield, our eyes locked. He was wheeling produce up the ramp to the kitchen, his movements as familiar to me as my own breath.

For a moment, time slowed. The weight of unspoken words, of unresolved heartbreak, of unanswered questions hung between us. I had spent two months trying to make sense of the silence he left me in. The last time we spoke, he had dropped a bomb on me late on a Friday night, a few days before Christmas, in the casual way only he could.

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“I’m not committed to you,” he said. Just like that, a simple sentence out of the blue that blindsided me.

And then, the knife twisted.

“I really like this woman in San Diego. I’m seeing her at Christmas.”

I could still hear the words, feel the numbness settle in, like a short circuit in my brain.

Hadn’t we just spent a perfect weekend in L.A.? Having dinner at Bavel, watching Liverpool play, the quiet intimacy of me reading while he walked his dogs. Hadn’t we just gone to the Bread Lounge for my favorite pastry, taken his vintage BMW for a ride, shared a moment that felt uniquely ours?

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And what about the sweetness of those two days in Orange County: dinner, the Christmas play in Laguna, the laughter in the photo booth at A Restaurant, just like our first date 18 months prior, giggling and capturing our undeniable joy in snapshots?

The memories flooded in as I sat on my Ducati, wondering why he was here, why his restaurant, which he was selling, hadn’t yet closed escrow and why this pain still gripped me. Why had he gone dead silent after treating me so carelessly? His last text on Dec. 31 saying he was OK, he needed time, he’d been sick, but would be in touch felt like an echo in an empty canyon. I gave him time. But what I got in return was nothing.

And nothing is a kind of cruelty all its own.

Michael’s voice jolted me.

“Rainie, I’m late! I don’t have time to talk to you.”

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I motioned him over. The heat pressed against my face as I pulled off my helmet and then my leather jacket. I met his gaze and asked the question that had burned inside me for weeks since the last time we spoke in December and his last text on Dec. 31.

“Why did you ghost me? Ghosting was what you do to strangers — to people who don’t matter.”

Had I really meant so little to him?

He had no real answer, just a feeble, “I thought it was better this way for you.” He agreed we could make a plan to talk “later,” sometime after the restaurant closed escrow, which was still up in the air. Then he told me to make myself at home in the restaurant and he told his staff to take care of me. Then he was gone.

I should have left too. But I stayed.

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Sitting at the bar, I found myself in conversation with a stranger. Another Ducati rider.

Tim.

Three seats down, he had chimed in when the bartender asked about my bike. Within minutes, we were deep in conversation, drawn together by something simple, something easy.

I glanced at my watch — 3:09 p.m. What! How did it get so late? I had to get up to Mt. Wilson before it got dark and cold. I handed Tim my card and left, expecting nothing.

That night, he texted. Then he called.

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For three hours, I was laughing — genuinely laughing for the first time in months.

Two days later, Tim and I met for a relaxed dinner at the Farmhouse in Roger’s Gardens. Afterward, when he kissed me, it wasn’t just lips meeting — it was a balm, a quiet reassurance that I was still here, still capable of connection, still alive.

The next morning, he skipped out on his conference and brought me breakfast in bed. We decided to ride together. But first, a stop at the motorcycle shop and then a half-hour appointment at my oncologist’s office. When I stepped out, there he was — on his Ducati, next to mine, waiting.

We rode the coastline, winding through Laguna Canyon, El Toro Road, Santiago Canyon, stopping at Cook’s Corner for burgers. The conversation flowed as effortlessly as the miles beneath our tires. His laughter felt like sunlight filtering through a dense forest, reaching places in me that had been dark for too long.

Tim had raced Ducatis. He was an expert. And yet, when he looked at me, he said something unexpected.

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“You’re a good rider and your form is perfect. You ride better than any of my friends.”

The words hit differently than any compliment I had received in a long time. Somewhere in Michael’s silence, in his rejection, in the weeks of self-doubt, I had started to believe I wasn’t enough.

That night, lying alone in my bed, I felt something shift.

Michael, who had once occupied every thought, every breath, who still hadn’t reached out to talk with me, suddenly seemed … distant. Less important. The weight of his absence felt lighter.

Not because Tim had replaced him. But because Tim had reminded me of something I had forgotten: myself.

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Michael’s silence had stolen pieces of my confidence, had made me question my worth. But an afternoon of laughter, of conversation, of reaching speeds over 100 mph on my Ducati with someone who seemed to value me and didn’t make me doubt myself — it brought my confidence front and center.

I may never see Tim again. But I will always be grateful for what he unknowingly gave me: the realization that I am whole. That I am enough. That I don’t need Michael’s love, or his silence, to define me.

The next morning, I slept in, letting the experience settle, letting myself feel it.

Then I threw on my jacket, grabbed my helmet, and walked out to my Ducati.

I was bursting with joy and ready to go. I was finally moving forward.

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The author is a personal assistant in Orange County. She lives in the Newport Beach area. She’s on Instagram: @rainienb

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F.D.A. Issues Warning About Galaxy Gas and Other Nitrous Products

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The Food and Drug Administration issued a warning on Friday that advised consumers against inhaling nitrous oxide products such as Galaxy Gas, Baking Bad, Whip-it! and Miami Magic.

Recreational use of nitrous oxide as a party drug has long been prevalent, but whipped cream charger products such as Galaxy Gas have recently found a young and enthusiastic user base. Experimentation with an intentional misuse of the product has developed into a popular subgenre on social media, with widely shared videos of teenagers inhaling the gas from tubelike canisters of flavors like strawberry cream, tropical punch and vanilla cupcake. The videos have collected millions of views on TikTok, X and YouTube, despite attempts to limit searches for the product.

The name Galaxy Gas has caught on as a generic shorthand for these products, which the F.D.A.’s warning also says includes MassGass, Cosmic Gas, Hotwhip and InfusionMax. A wave of public concern has risen about the health dangers of these products, which are often sold in loud and colorful packaging that their critics say are appealing to teenagers and children. The F.D.A.’s advisory said the products could be purchased “at retailers, including, but not limited to: Amazon.com, eBay, Walmart, and at smoke/vape shops and gas stations.”

Advisories in the category of “Food, Beverages and Dietary Supplements” are not all that common, with the F.D.A.’s website only listing a handful in each year since 2021. In this case, the agency said it “has observed an increase in reports of adverse events after inhalation of nitrous oxide products.”

“The F.D.A. is warning consumers not to inhale or recreationally use any flavor of nitrous oxide in any size canister, tank or charger,” the advisory read. “When inhaled, these products can result in serious adverse health effects, including death.”

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The agency, which did not respond to a request for comment, said in the advisory that inhaling nitrous oxide, commonly known as whippets, can result in health problems such as blood clots, asphyxiation, frostbite and psychiatric disturbances. According to the 2023 National Survey on Drug Use and Health, more than 13 million Americans have misused nitrous oxide in their lifetimes. Used as a recreational drug, the odorless and colorless gas can lead to feelings of relaxation and euphoria.

Britain banned recreational use and possession of nitrous oxide in 2023. Several U.S. states have laws banning the intentional misuse of the product, with some having laws preventing possession as well.

The original owners of the Galaxy Gas brand sold it to another company in the fall, and a message to the Galaxy Gas website seeking comment on the advisory was not immediately returned.

The website, which does not directly sell the nitrous oxide chargers but does feature an array of accessories for them, as well as branded merchandise including fanny packs, T-shirts and pot holders, has a disclaimer filled with warnings written partly in capital letters. One tells visitors, “It is illegal to purposely inhale our product.”

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