Whitest Girl You Know

Attempt 2

2008-08-14T18:37:00.001-04:00

MyHeritage: Celebrity Collage - Family search - Descendants

Attempt 1 @ Celebrity Match

2008-08-14T18:34:00.001-04:00

MyHeritage: Family trees - Genealogy - Celebrities - Collage - Morph

This is why people think Jersey is trashy

2008-08-01T21:29:00.003-04:00

This is pretty fucking hilarious. I grew up on on the Shore and have spent significant amounts of time at the Surf Club where this was filmed (my dad did all the original plumbing or something like that, so I spent a lot of time "guarding" the bathrooms while he fixed shit when I was little). Granted, the guido comes from everywhere, and apparently it is no longer just an Italian infliction. I'd like to point out with the exception of one dumb broad from Toms River, these people are all from north Jersey.

And I'd also like to point out to all you fake hautey hipster-types with fake IDs that have ruined nightlife in NYC, that your precious Princess Coldstare is also from Toms River. This is no diss on her - it's just to point out that the girl that currently embodies "it" worldwide is from where these douchebags go on vacation.

I never understood why people vacationed where I lived while growing up. I still don't, especially if you're not one of these asswads. These people are the reason why NJ gets the worst wrap and why I'm not so proud of where I come from.

Goy Converts

2008-07-10T21:58:00.003-04:00

Defamer reports that Borat's baby's mama - the girl who was obsessed with Vince Vaughn in Wedding Crashers - has put off her conversion studies to Judaism to finish filming "Confessions of a Shopaholic". His orthodox parents are not psyched. Seeing that this is a regular topic of conversation in my life (my mother doesn't believe that I can just "stop" Jesus - this coming from a woman who denounced the Catholic church by marrying my Lutheran father), I'd like to point you all to a list of Hollywood women who gave up the Jesus for their mans.

For Those Fans of The Office

2008-06-04T19:01:00.002-04:00

In theory, I like The Office. I just never watch it. Here's a fun tidbit.

Classics Lessons from SATC

2008-05-30T20:49:00.002-04:00

Because it won't go away (Sex & the City)...

Radar waxes poetic with story lines and classical mythology, my fav being the Achilles reference, just because:

Here's the thing about Achilles: He begins the Iliad phenomenally upset because Agamemnon—who's a king, mind you—has stolen his concubine. Achilles refuses to fight. And yet, many bloody days later, it's the death of beloved friend Patrochlus that finally leads Achilles out of his tent to kill all the Trojans. This is sort of like the part in season one, episode 12, where Charlotte dates that guy who really enjoys listening to Cher, but also enjoys boning Charlotte. You know, the gay-straight, straight-gay guy.

One More, I Swear

2008-05-29T20:07:00.001-04:00

Apparently, blogging is "mainstream" amongst women. The study was sponsored by BlogHer ad network, so that'll answer your questions right there.

The Thing About Print Media

2008-05-29T19:55:00.002-04:00

I'm a firm believer that print media is a dying breed. There will always be a need to have something tangible to hold, carry, tear apart, which is why I don't ever think fashion magazines will ever go away. However, newspapers are declining in ad rates, bleeding money and news on the internet is instantaneous and becoming more relevant. Occasionally, I read the paper, usually if I come across the NY Times on a Sunday (I couldn't put the magazine down this past weekend) or I'm back home in NYC because the Post used to be part of my unhealthy diet that also included bagels, Quik and pizza (how I miss it all!).

So, another Gawker post talks about the potential downfall of newspapers because of web advertising, but has a rebuttal that projects internet advertising will never make up the difference in ad dollars. It's an interesting point to a conversation that I was having with Mike's dad over the weekend. Will newspaper publishers push their technology in the right direction and create advertising opportunities that will appeal to companies who are afraid to part with their ad budgets for non-traditional media?

Why Blogging Is Good For You

2008-05-29T19:52:00.002-04:00

Gawker has a great story that defeats the recent "bloggers die of heart attacks" story. Those heart attacks happened because the people were not healthy, not because of blogging.

Here's a listicle from my favoritest of favs:

1. Bitching and moaning alleviates stress! "As social creatures, humans have a range of pain-related behaviors, such as complaining, which acts as a 'placebo for getting satisfied.'"

2. It gets you high. "Blogging might trigger dopamine release, similar to stimulants like music, running and looking at art." (Meta-blogger Emily Gould said as much in the NYT Magazine.)

3. If nothing else, there's the placebo effect: "Cancer patients who engaged in expressive writing just before treatment felt markedly better, mentally and physically, as compared with patients who did not."

4. Instant feedback, unlike your diary: "Unlike a bedside journal, blogging offers the added benefit of receptive readers in similar situations." Sharing is caring!

Change of Pace

2008-05-29T19:50:00.002-04:00

I've been spending A LOT of my time - 4-6 hours a day - on my new website and have lovingly neglected this one. Granted, 2 people this year have asked me to take them or their links off of it, understandably so (fuck corporate America, guys!). But I'm starting to realize that I have all these things to write about that I can't really do so on my Boston-centric shopping/fashion/style blog. So I'm going to start posting about my adventures in blogging and creating a media company here. Maybe I'll post some personal pics as well, if you're good

New Pet Peeve

2008-04-15T14:14:00.002-04:00

Chocolate milkshakes that are just vanilla milkshakes with chocolate syrup in the cup. It annoys me when it's chocolate milk, but at least you can stir that shit.

I swiped the pic from google, I didn't take it myself because I did not want to draw attention to the accused restaurant for serving me such a disappointing, yet delicious beverage.

Heartbreaking

2008-04-15T14:10:00.002-04:00

I don't know why I'm bothering to post this because it's so tragic. Not that I really care what goes on with this chick but thanks to pop culture these days, you can't help but watch this trainwreck. Half of me wanted to laugh but the best of me couldn't bare to watch her, so I continued to scroll down dlisted.

We Date Brothers

2008-03-13T17:45:00.001-04:00

They like girls from NJ with blonde hair and booty.

Hearts

2008-02-29T01:43:00.005-05:00

Chuck & A

Razor Sharp

2008-02-29T01:39:00.004-05:00

Adrienne saw something odd about this mobile

It was made of razor blades

Blind Item

2008-02-29T01:34:00.002-05:00

What higher up from a super-popular website had a coke booger that was asking to be picked, tried to have a convo with me tonight?

Luna-tic

2008-02-20T21:13:00.002-05:00

Anyone checking out the lunar eclipse? It peaks at midnight. Pics to come...

I gave up after that. There was no point in taking a pic of nothing. Three more years til we see another one of these.

The Achilles Project opens Feb 18th!!!

2008-02-07T17:31:00.000-05:00

FINALLY! I can stop saying "in a month".

President's Day marks a day for celebrating our great leaders. Now let's celebrate a new leader in retail. The Achilles Project will opens it's doors to the public to feature Achilles, a men's and women's contemporary boutique (think Co-Op) and Persephone, serving organic New American cuisine. A full bar serving unique and freshly made drinks (read: nothing from tap except the beer) and lounge provide the perfect place to hang out. Oh yeah! Feel free to play any of the XBox 360's (we've got Rock Band!) or the Wii.

The Achilles Project
283 Summer St
Boston, MA
617.695.2257
achilles-project.com

Almost Like Her

2008-02-07T17:23:00.000-05:00

I've read this girl's blog on and off since Gawker ever posted the pics of the hideous shoes she bought for a Conde interview. This was the beginning of my schadenfreude (love that word) towards her because although successful in her endeavors, she has always come off as slightly naive and too-smart for fashion.

Anyway, I was bored the other day and checked out her blog and came across this gem. She drives a valid point. But I've always been self-deprecating, so how do I stop? There really is no reason to apologize for anything, except for being a bitch.

This girl also posts these hour-long radio shows she does with people from the blog network she started. Because of my current endeavor, I listed to one and got turned on to Stumble Upon. I think it's genius, especially since I have days where none of my stand-by blogs have updated (I call those weekends) and personal blogs that I read are inactive. Check, check it.

Words I Cannot Stand

2008-02-05T15:38:00.000-05:00

"unexpected" (in reference to 'something to look for')
"bohemian" (in reference to fashion and lifestyle)
"nipple" (it just sounds infantile)
"funky" (in reference to anything that might be edgy, fringe or not mainstream)
"skimmer" (in reference to pant length)
"trapeze" (in reference to any article of clothing)

After 4 days of fashion week, here's one to put on the burner:

"poet" (in reference to any article of clothing or overall look)

Witching Hour

2008-02-02T06:03:00.001-05:00

Car and I went to Salem for the first time together.

We should have gone to the Witches' Dungeon instead. They did have an awesome wax Satan though.

We were told the House of Seven Gables (or whatever it's called) was haunted. Nope, it's not. And I was really disappointed when I learned what a gable was.

It was really pretty though, even in the dead of winter.

Bored

Bunny Back East

2008-02-02T05:47:00.000-05:00

Caroline came to town.

She took these amazing pics from the plane on her iPhone. She's become iCar moreso these days.

I picked her up right after I got my hair done. It hasn't looked this good since. I hate the bangs and why does my nose look big here?

Her first official lobster in New England

I broke out the fur

We went to Heartthrob

We danced like we haven't danced in years

And I stalked the hip kids with my camera. I scared the little boy in this pic.

Josh's 30th Birthday

2008-02-02T05:20:00.000-05:00

*Also born on this day is Michelle, so a very happy birthday to her too!

We went to Upstairs on the Square, which looks like it was decorated with Betsey Johnson's blood by a gay zebra, with Josh, his family and his adorable GF, Willa.

Fancy

Faking it

Michael salivating over the cheese selection

"...and that one, too, please".

Mike bought Josh a portable turntable. He says it's revolutionized his life.

Willa and her mann

But Where's the Pickle?

2008-02-02T04:49:00.000-05:00

It's a surprise!

For Sarah

2008-01-08T22:10:00.000-05:00

Bat For Lashes - Sarah

Not to be taken too literally, but sometimes I want to be like you...and live like you.

Tina, you should out this song as your ringtone.

New Years

2008-01-08T21:47:00.000-05:00

We went to Lenox. It snowed a lot. Friends came and went and we all had fun.

Mike got new snow gear

Hugo wasn't feeling it

I beat Jesse and Mike at Monopoly. Actually, they quit before I could beat them.

Everyone who came by that long weekend learned how to play Cribbage. Except me and the elusive Hamilton.

Josh mastered the game quickly

We also played Scategories to Mike's discontent. Exciting, no?

There was a vegetarian chili cook off at some point which I did not partake in. However, Josh made some great brownies

The Japanese soaking tub was finally working too. It's now my new favorite thing out there.

It was super mellow that weekend, which we needed after holiday madness and the onset of opening the store...which will be happening February 18th now. I was also the only one who drank on New Year's. I was apparently obnoxious. I know, this is a fucking boring post. Deal.

Technical Difficulties

2008-01-08T21:26:00.000-05:00

For whatever reason, it takes Blogger FOREVER to upload photos from iPhoto. At least in my experience. That's why I haven't posted. I'm trying to put together some fun pic posts from the holidays and it's just taking an obscene amount of time. And I've been working so that doesn't help with my productivity around these parts.

Hopefully pics will be up soon!

Holiday Game Night

2008-01-02T22:05:00.000-05:00

Mike and I hosted a bunch of game nights in 2007. With a huge lapse from spring to now, we hosted our most successful game night the evening I returned from my parents' for the holidays.

Hugo's Uncle Tiki showed up!

So did Josh

The best game in the world

Matt's bro, Brian won his first time playing!

Meanwhile in the living room, a Wii doubles tennis tournament was going down

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Mike kept it old school (I don't know what the hell that hyperlink is after that one pic, sorry!)

Josh wouldn't give up the pizza that Hugo couldn't stop staring at

Half of the game night crew

Jeep Jack & Microft reunite

True love

This is how everyone felt as they filed out of the apt single file one-by-one, which was kinda weird

P.S. As soon as I vocalized my unhappiness with how long the photos took to upload, they immediately began to upload significantly faster.

Aversion to Failure (Happy New Year!)

2008-01-02T21:51:00.000-05:00

I've spent too many hours in cars driving form here to there, getting lost from there to there and making 5 more trips before getting back home. Holidays were lovely - surprised the hell out of my folks with a new TV (their reaction: "Are you high?"), hung out a lot with my HS BFF Abbey. But that's besides my point here.

Last year, my resolution was stop bitching about Boston. I had a terrible attitude toward my adopted city and I realized that I needed to change that around if I were to ever enjoy life here. Mission accomplished. But what about this year?

I have an aversion to failure. It's my biggest fear. I don't do a lot of things because I'm so petrified of failing. Is it because I'm a perfectionist? Or a Virgo? I mean, I'm one of the laziest people I know, but I always squash opportunities I can create for myself in the earliest stages simply because I think there's a chance (be it big or small) or failure. I don't want to waste time, money or embarrassment (I embarrass myself enough elsewhere in life). And all I ever say is that I need something to excite me to keep me productive. So really, what's the hold up?

Realizing that most success is the offspring of failure, I need to try. I need to stop holding off on things simply because I don't want that particular project to result as a failure. So my resolution is to stop getting in the way of myself, or allowing anyone else's opinions about whatever get in the way of what I want to do. That includes work, taking tap dancing lessons, how I dress and starting a jazz band with Shaka.

Only time will tell. Also, I got a new pretty red camera so expect lots more personal pics. Excitement all around.

You Would Think It's A Full Moon

2007-12-08T03:04:00.000-05:00

But it's not.

Insomnia has struck again. After crashing at 10pm after a delicious dinner of fondue (with potatoes, pretzels and my ill attempt at being healthy, broccoli) and pig out session with Mike on the Chanukah basket his aunt and uncle sent over, I awoke at 1:35. Mike was still up and I think I was under the impression we would watch a movie or something. Wrong.

So here I am, with ideas flowing through my brain and a small dog curled up on my side. Let's see what will be thought of tonight...

New Blogger Alert

2007-12-06T13:57:00.001-05:00

She's been doing Live Journal for years, now my dearest life partner Caroline has started a blog. Full of industrial music references I only know because of her, fetish pics and her ebay bids, her blog is a darker, more intellectual version of mine.

Pills, Power Tools and Party Dresses

Ghostface this, Ghostface that, Ghost on crack...

2007-12-06T13:44:00.000-05:00

This guy showed up at my door the other day. It's Mike's new BFF, the Ghostface doll, which comes with 24K gold accessories. I've been hearing about this thing for ages and someone claimed they'd have them at Magic in Vegas last summer, which they didn't (nor did Ghost himself, in the flesh, show up...LIES!!!). He's sitting across the promo poster that's always been in our kitchen of Ghost making pancakes in a Versace bathrobe.

I've yet to listen to the new Ghostface album, as well as the new Wu album, but this shit is AMAZING! Life According to Ghost. Check it!

"Wash your face before you wash your nuts, you've been doing it backwards all these years..."

Blogging as Procrastination

2007-12-06T13:38:00.000-05:00

I can't really admit to being busy. I have, however, driven 1500 miles in the past two weeks, not including what I racked up for work (which reminds me...). Headed back home a lot, home meaning both Jersey and NYC. Achilles now officially has a crash pad on Mott St. Very apropos. It might have the cleanest bathtub south of Houston, thanks to me. I've also had about 2 colds in the same amount of time. Regardless, I should also be out doing returns for work but decided to wait for the delivery of some ridiculous Chinese chest from Mike's parents instead. There's always tomorrow...

This Week's Obsessions

2007-11-12T21:01:00.000-05:00

(in no particular order)

iGoogle (procrastination, organized)

no, not Worcester, but Wings Over Somerville (a recent red wine adventure with Callie - a pound of waffle fries later...)

Christmas Vacation ('tis the season for family pictures!)

figuring out this new computer

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Mac Attack

2007-11-12T20:41:00.000-05:00

It took a week for me to gain the courage to make the appointment. The previous Friday, my laptop died. She just went white. And for good. While doing returns at the South Shore Mall last week, I made an appointment at the Genius Bar for the following day. It was concluded within 13 minutes that there was no hope.

Alas, I can get a free data transfer... if I buy a new computer. I was planning on it, but not until the new year. Oh fuck it! I did it anyway (with the love of credit). So here I am, grasping Leopard and playing with new things that my last computer didn't have. However, all of my data migrated over, so no files or programs were lost in the purchase of this computer.

Happy Halloween

2007-10-31T11:20:00.001-04:00

If I can motivate, I am buying a camera to show the world the genius that is Hugo in a lobster costume. I'll also buy more pumpkins (our original pumpkins deflated, ick) to carve tonight while watching Puppetmaster 4 and hopefully something a little more scary. I never know whether I should by candy because I've never had trick or treaters since I moved out of my parents house.

Yesterday, I saw a clown smoking a cigarette while riding a bike. He was clearly not going to the Red Sox rally.

"He who dies with the most toys wins"

2007-10-30T19:09:00.000-04:00

The vixens over at Jezebel posted this hilarious pic (sorry so small) of Nigo of BApe infamy with his co-conspirator and Sarah Shirley lover, Pharell. Just look at his face!

Regardless, they linked to an endless story about Nigo in Portfolio that I couldn't bare to read. Basically, it explains the phenomenon that is Nigo and Bathing Ape for upper-middle class, possibly overweight white men (I can't let myself make a misogynistic comment in regards to the women in these men's lives if I'm linking to Jezebel). Snooze. What I do love is a picture of Nigo in his apt in Tokyo in a room full of toys such as Chairy from Pee-Wee's Playhouse, mulitple Gumby's, Sponge Bob and an ill painting of the Simpsons done by Kaws (I want it!). Nigo is a collector. And it just reminds me of my apartment, full of sneakers (no Bapesta's BTW), records, vinyl toys, movies, video games and the like.

On Anteaters...

2007-10-29T20:21:00.000-04:00

This is possibly the most bizarre thing I've ever seen. It's slightly NSFW, if your boss has something against spiny anteater penis. You've been warned.

I don't know how we came about this, but for whatever reason, I had to show it because I can't stop talking about what I've seen. Science in action.

Moving Pictures

2007-10-29T20:14:00.000-04:00

Over the weekend, as I lay in an supersized bed in the country, Mike discovered these short pieces of genius. Enjoy!

I left out the first one of the series because I thought the topic was weak. Check out Meth Minute and channelfrederator.com for more hilarity.

For Pratima

2007-10-29T20:11:00.000-04:00

Don't wet yourself.

Insomniac Theatre

2007-10-26T05:12:00.000-04:00

Reasons why I might still be awake at 5:15am:

choosing to take Excederin (which has caffeine) over Tylenol PM for a toothache
Full Moon
the flashing light on top of the cell phone tower outside my bedroom window that is silently giving me brain cancer
my wisdom teeth are coming in
hunger
muscle fatigue from the Power Sculpt class I took tonight
too much on my mind, in a good way
airplane traffic to Logan directed over our apt

I went to bed at 11:30, passed out immediately, and have been up since Mike came to bed at 1:30. I just want to have a productive day tomorrow before we head west for Lenox, again. $10 I'll sleep the morning away.

P.S. Meatwad popped up when I Google Imaged "insomniac theatre". How could I not put him up?

2nd Annual Halloween Costume Contest

2007-10-26T03:23:00.000-04:00

It's that time of year again...

I was at Target today and saw a similar hot dog costume (only better!) to the one above and I can't stop thinking about buying it for my parent's dog, Schultz. He's pretty obese, so hopefully, if it's still there tomorrow, it will fit him. I figure this will be an entertaining holiday gift to my parents to make up for not coming home all month.

Tomorrow, I also plan on buying a new camera since mine is old, grey and missing in action. Well, at least the charger is. This way I can post pics of Hugo's costume so he can perhaps beat out last year's winner, Miss Patty Deegan (sidenote: Pats, I googled your name and after 2 pages of "Patty Deegan, PhD", I came across the real you, linked to a post I wrote about chavs and bogans).

So, ADHD aside (which I'm blaming on my insomnia, which I'm blaming on the full moon), please send me pics of your awesome Halloween costumes. Pervs need not apply and you should know how to contact me otherwise.

Conor, this could be your year...

Achilles Project in Boston Magazine

2007-10-26T03:11:00.000-04:00

More press. Opening day is just weeks away and everyone is bracing themselves for opening. I had a mini-freakout when I first saw this last month just because it's becoming so real after talking and hearing so much about it.

Check out progress for yourself at The Achilles Project.

Back Home

2007-10-24T20:44:00.001-04:00

I've been really lazy the past three days, but before that I was busy, I swear.

I was swept up to Maine for photoshoot. I was expecting the worst and got the best. Best crew, best time, piece-of-cake shoot. It was the coldest day since May in Portland last Monday, but by the time I was getting in my car for a 4 1/2 hour drive to the Berkshires, it was rainy and 70 degrees.

The stylist I worked with was hilarious. I'll post pics of "Chairman Wow" as soon as I receive. All the assistants kept the on-going horror movie plot going and we shot in a beautiful former girls camp on a lake in the Sebago Lakes Region. Portland surprised me by being pretty cool (well, everything was closed by the time we rolled in, but there looked to be some good record shops) and the food was seriously good. With the exception of the client dinner, every meal was superb. The last night we discovered a cool neighborhood that the locals called "shady" (uh, then I live in a shady neighborhood by Portland standards).

After driving through a hell of a rain storm, I arrived in Lenox to be greeted by Hugo, Mike and the Stickler-Kean's. And a bottle of Veuve. We went apple picking, played ping pong at a friend's house (Jersey v. Mass - Jersey rules! Yeah Jesse!), went pumpkin picking and cooked a bunch. Then Callie came and we played a lot of games. Mike proved to be the master of Clue, with his supersleuth ways. The way his mind works at these things amazes me and I want him to write a short story about winning at Clue. In related news, we're going back to Lenox this weekend to catch the last show of the Sherlock Holmes play at Shakespeare & Co.

The theme of last week was stoking fires. I'm great at stoking fires. Too bad fires in 80 degree weather don't do much.

Thanks to the World Series (go Sox), there's nothing on TV except the episode of Family Guy where Meg is a lesbian and Stewie's ear gets bitten off by a deer. Genius.

Praise Me

2007-10-13T13:42:00.001-04:00

Month's ago I wrote a response to an article I read in New York Magazine about being overly praised as a child. Well, while searching Technorati for a work project, I put myself, well, this blog, in and it came up with an authority of 1. Not having a clue what that means really, I went on to see what it was about.

Just another small step of building the hype. I should post more in response to their articles. I've got a great conspiracy theory on the recent Norman Mailer article.

Readership

2007-10-12T20:23:00.000-04:00

I've realized that perhaps more then 4 people read this. I know a few friends do (shouts to you!) but I find myself regularly reading other people's random blogs too. I wonder if there's any random readers here and how they found it.

For me, it started with The Imaginary Socialite (she's the head of Fashionista and Callie and I refer to her as our invisible friend because we love her and would be her best friend if we knew her). From there, I clicked on a few of her links and links from there - Ultragrrrl, I Keep A Diary, Gurj B, Ellen's Social Cavity, I Hate Brad Walsh, Tenuous at Best. Thanks to Gawker/Jezebel, I'm obsessed with College Callgirl as well. And the funny thing about most of these blogs is that they don't think anyone reads it.

Perhaps it's the voyeur in me. Everybody likes to know what other people do. Maybe that's why I try to maintain this. Because there's some bored kid in Colorado who thinks I'm fascinating. Doubt it. Maybe I just want the world to know that the current DA on Law & Order SVU was a suspect in a man-rape in an earlier episode. Ever see that?

Guilty Pleasures

2007-10-12T20:20:00.001-04:00

Again, no particular order:

Gossip Girl
How It's Made
Ayo, Technology
Urban Outfitters
Tag guns
To-do lists

Things I Like

2007-10-12T20:15:00.000-04:00

In no particular order:

Hummus (that gives me an idea...)
Sweet potato soup
Knocked Up
Health insurance
Curtains by Callista
French fries and artichokes at Rocca (with garlic mayo)
French toast at Gaslight
Tony at The Liberty
Oil of Olay
Naps
Glo-to-sleep mask

Funny how most of this has to do with food. I don't think I like fake chicken and brocolli. At least not tonight.

Things I Don't Like

2007-10-12T20:11:00.000-04:00

In no particular order:

MySpace
Lil' Wayne
Strange phone numbers
Fast Lane violations
Sequins
Eating healthy
Cleaning everyday
Boston nightlife

Flake

2007-10-12T20:07:00.000-04:00

I've come to admit to myself that I've become a flake. I had a friend a few years ago that my roomate at the time, Pratima, and I would call Mayor McCheese because he was a cross between that guy who knows everyone and the biggest frosty flake on earth. I blame his influence on my flakiness. It's inexcusable. But everyone does it. I need to drop the guilt.

Regardless, it's a craptactualar eve here in the Bean. I had the dog sleeping in my sweatshirt with me and the cat on top of him. Now I'm convincing myself I like fake chicken, again. Alfredo sauce helps.

Making Time (Happy Bloggerversery)

2007-09-20T01:04:00.000-04:00

It's something I'm not always good about. But it's something I'm learning to do, one piece of life at a time. And for the record, I'm multitasking with this making time thing by catching up on episodes of Weeds on demand (Can't wait to see the Olsen!).

365 days ago, I started this. For whatever reason, I can't sleep the night before my birthday. Maybe it's the inner 10 year old who still gets excited for "my day". Maybe it's a touch of fear from getting older. I think it has something to do with lunar cycles and planetaey alignment. I actually watched something on the Discovery Channel about deadly gamma rays that burst off the sun, so maybe that could have something to do with it.

Well, maybe the gamma rays have something to do with my inability to post since July. So here's a brief recap of what's been going on...I haven't decided whether I'm going to post pics at the moment cause I'm lazy and just drank sleepy tea.

In July I went to Miami with Michelle. I got severe sunburn, disrupted sleep and hung out with Mike's boy Matt Foley a lot. He took care of the entertainment. When I got home, I had one of the shittiest weeks of my life, which was thankfully only a week. My friend Lizzie moved to San Francisco too, which added to a bummy week. But then the French kids were in town. And by French I mean mostly Swiss, plus Matt Foley. We took them shopping and we went dancing and I finally met MC Yogi. I don't remember if I mentioned that my friend Sasha got married in an elaborate Russian wedding at the beginning in July. I also had a terrible stomach problem, possibly food poisoning.

By August, I was a week deep in a month-long job where I met uber-assistant Adam. He can deal with me pointing and telling him where to move things while telling long winded stories and still likes me enough to rub my shoulders when I whine. Mike and I had an awesome 18 hour trip to Lenox just to go swimming (it was cold!) and we went to the ICA another weekend. As soon as my big job wound down, I was off to Palm Springs for the wedding of Ting Poo and Casey Price. I won the Andover Class of 96 chicken fight tornament, although I couldn't challenge Jesse and Dawn, who were in Morocco (next year, guys). After being home for 4 days, it was back to the Delta Red Carpet Club as Mike and I headed to DC for lots of babies. Mike's friend Alan and his wife Alima had a baby boy on August 5th (?) named Amos and because Alima is from Burkina Faso and they are Muslim, they had a baby naming ceremony. Everyone we missed at the wedding came to the naming ceremony and we had a wonderful weekend.

So far in September, I met my cousins JP and Caroline's new daughter Ellie, while in DC. We also went to the Spy Museum, which had an awesome interactive exhibit which was slightly offensive in a right-wing sort of way. It would of been better if our "secret agent leader"-type tour guide wasn't overweight and a bad actress. After 4 more days back at home, I was off to NJ with Hugo to see my folks before heading up to NYC to work a week with Sarah. I kicked ass and wrote and wrote and wrote and feel like the gears started going. A quick night out on the town where we celebrated an elopment and "Junior" with sushi and I saw Mercedes for a birthday drink and Richard came home from Paris and I smoked his gross cigarettes. After a brief trip back to the Jerz, I am here, waiting to fall asleep...

My Favorite Deli in All of NYC, No Joke

2007-07-15T19:47:00.000-04:00

Around the corner from the Sarah Shirley, Inc. headquarters in the Financial District is Sarah and my favorite deli, Cordato's. When I was working at Sarah's, I'd order a bagel and chocolate milk every day from there. It was always fun when Sarah and I would go in there and she'd have a convo with the guys behind the counter, who were mostly Mexican along with some Greek guys at the register. It's your typical hole-in-the-wall place with anything and everything you could ever think about. They even deliver you pizza late at night when you're too stoned to walk further then a block and always appreciate when you answer the door in a bikini and heels. I wonder if the delivery guys recruit for the strip club in the back?

This is for you Tina!

Libertine for Target

2007-07-15T17:37:00.000-04:00

Don't waste your time.

Was surprised to see it in stores already. Not like the Target I go to regularly is a particularly nice one, but the bit of selection they did have was blah. The fabrics felt cheap and the cuts looked boxy, exactly what I would expect from any major big box retail collaboration. But Proenza was so amazing! Not to knock Libertine, but this stuff is straight out of 2003. Skull and bird prints galore, most of which are illy placed.

This makes me wonder, is there a bigger promo/ad push depending on how hot a ticket the designers are? Or who they're backed by (Proenza Schoeler is now partially owned by Valentino, a very recent development)?

For Michelle

2007-07-14T14:31:00.000-04:00

Der Kaiser und Der Simpsons! Fantastik!

Danke dlisted.com

Yeah, I Know

2007-07-14T14:24:00.000-04:00

It's summer, what do you expect? And by you, I mean no one because I don't think anyone reads this. Whatevs.

Been feeling really shitty lately and have been under the suspicion that I'm fighting off a mild case of e. coli. Unfortunately, it's been 2 weeks and I still feel a bit craptastic. Only if MassHealth would get back to me about my insurance status, maybe I would have gone to the doctor by now.

Went to Lenox for the 4th and had a nice, relaxing time. Mike had some friends in town before we jetted to Brooklyn for 18 hours for my friend Sasha's wedding. She was the most beautiful bride. I cried, but I cry at every wedding. Too bad my stomach was doing backflips the whole time. Note to self: One must drink the multiple bottles of alcohol provided at a Russian wedding to truly enjoy it.

Working all week then off to Brooklyn again to get up early with Michelle for a quick weekend in Miami. I know, it's like 1000% humidity at 1000 degrees down there this time of year, but I desperately need a tan (not like 3 days is gonna do much) and Michelle needs a break from her busy schedule. When I get back, I'm working for a month straight with one of my favorite stylists. Interior stuff. The paycheck will be worth it. Plus I'll be done just in time for a long weekend in Palm Springs for yet another wedding.

Since I've Been Gone...

2007-07-02T22:16:00.000-04:00

Other then being busy in general, traveling all along the eastern seaboard, feeling sick to my stomach and getting excited for nothing in particular, I became blonde. Exciting! Does anyone even read this anymore. Probs not since I NEVER post. It's too nice out to deal with the computer, sorry.

Photos by Christian Kozowyk.

Classic

2007-06-13T19:58:00.000-04:00

Billy Rohan is a fucking genius. He's a friend from a former life of mine (circa 2005) and although I haven't spoken to him for quite some time now, I have to hand it to the man for stirring up some laughter. I went to lunch with Adam G recently and demanded that I find this video as soon as I got to a computer. It's slow in the beginning but genius.

A quick background - Billy and some friends go to the Potfest (or whatever it's called) in Washington Sq with a bullhorn. You'll have to watch to see what happens. BTW, the name of the clip is "Assholeeee".

P.S. to all the haters - Billy does NOT drink or do drugs. A lot of the comments that I've read on youtube accusse him of doing such things. Not that he needs anyone's defense, but the kid has enough going on inside his head that he knows to stay away from illicit chemicals and such. Trust me on this...

P.P.S. I'm really proud of myself that I figured out how to embed a video on this!

I Gave In...

2007-06-13T19:38:00.000-04:00

Originally spotted at Co-op on Wooster...4 stores later, not another in sight and I thought it wasn't meant to be. But alas, I tracked it down on the interweb and it will soon be mine! Shopping on the web scares me but I can't stop thinking about how f-ing cute I'm going to look in this for a wedding we're going to in Palm Springs.

Achilles is Coming!

2007-06-13T19:32:00.000-04:00

Here's a look at the boys' second mention (first with their names!) about the store. There's apparently a write-up in the Improper as well but we always get that 2 weeks after the fact because we're the only people in town who actually subscribe. The first paragraph ran in the Globe yesterday (right next to a mention about Dinosaur Jr. - they're in good company). This is from universalhub.com:

Chef Michael Leviton to open Boston kitchen
Submitted by Undercover Blonde on Thu, 06/07/2007 - 11:46am.
AWARD-WINNING CHEF MICHAEL LEVITON TO HELM FORT POINT CHANNEL KITCHEN

Famed Newton Chef to take on Boston Eatery

Acclaimed chef Michael Leviton has signed on to helm the kitchen at Fort Point Channel's new, innovative restaurant/retail concept, Achilles, scheduled to open in October. Leviton will partner with Achilles' owners Michael Krupp and Shaka Ramsay to create a menu which will feature small- to mid-sized plates made with sustainable local ingredients where possible, and designed to represent "simplicity and harmony with each passing season." Best known for his Newton, MA restaurant, Lumière, Leviton will veer from the French cuisine for which he's known as he creates an American inspired menu for his first restaurant venture within the Boston city limits.

Since opening Lumière in 1999 Chef Leviton has received numerous accolades for his culinary acumen, including Food & Wine "Best New Chef in America" in 2000, Bon Appetit "Best New Restaurant" in 1999, Gourmet "Best Restaurant in America" in 2002, and numerous "Best of" Awards from Boston magazine. For the past three consecutive years, Chef Leviton has received awards from Distinguished Restaurants of North America (DiRoNA) and nominations for "Best Chef, Northeast", from the venerable James Beard Foundation.

A full-service restaurant and lifestyle boutique in one, Achilles will be a unique addition to the Boston landscape. The retail division of Achilles will feature exclusive and limited-run products from competitive- to high-price point fashion lines for men and women, as well as previously unreleased collections from a wide variety of designers and artists. In addition, Achilles will be a culinary destination, featuring a menu presented with simple elegance. Chef Leviton's choices will showcase the freshest local ingredients and seasonal items, with a focus on regional flavors and a commitment to sustainable foods. Achilles will be one of the first restaurants/retailers to move into Boston's up-and-coming Fort Point Channel neighborhood.

May 9th

2007-05-10T00:46:00.000-04:00

Here are my thoughts about today that don't involve crying because I can't take criticism or pets.

Today is the 25th birthday of Tom Schierer. He was the first boy to ever send me a rose and a Valentine's Day card (in 8th grade) and the first penis I ever saw (totally in a non-sexual way...boy I hope my mom never reads this).

Tonight Blonde Redhead played at Paradise, which we all planned on going to.

The first Blonde Redhead album I liked...something to do with Damaged Lemons...the second song that goes "X X X, Alex, I'm you're only friend", reminds me of Alex Burns.

Alex Burns is in town and loves his mom.

Instead of seeing Blonde Redhead, like we've planned for months, Callie and I went to the dress rehearsal of "Giselle" at the Boston Ballet.

I found someone else who wants to squeal at boys in tights.

Instead of sticking around for the whole ballet, we went to KO Prime, formerly Spire, at Nine Zero Hotel.

Tonight has possibly been the furthest I've ever walked in Boston, something close to 10 blocks, which is nothing in NYC.

We ran into Cal's ex on the street which is weird.

Then we began to talk about inferiority complexes with Asian girls, hers brought upon by Braun.

After I dropped Callie off, I met Mike and Braun at the Red Fez, where I was surrounded by Persians before they got there.

Braun plans on sleeping on the couch, I plan on going to bed.

Alex Burns with a bucket of chicken from a publicity shot of the uderrated "Porn and Chicken" movie made for Comedy Central...one of his best...you get to see his bare bottom

An Open Letter to the Masses

2007-05-07T09:45:00.000-04:00

Dear America,

Now that Paris Hilton is going to jail for 45 days, please stop giving her the time of day. Although she is the perfect example of how to become famous without talent, there is no reason for everyone paying attention to her.

As I've gotten older, my disdain for her has lessened but when I was 16 and Nicky was in Vogue's 100 Best Dressed, I immediately disliked this girl. I used to see her out in NY at fashiony things before she moved to LA and all i have to say is desperate. Kudos to her for gaining the ludicrous level of celebrity she has. But she is a worse accidental role model then Britney Spears 8 years ago with her faux virginity and all (sidenote: I'd be screaming from rooftops if I lost my virginity to Justin "Trousersnake" Tiberlake).

Sex tapes, "N" words, publicity stunts, lesbianisms, herpes, drunk driving and jail time, not to mention no one ever brings up the fact she was in rehab at 16 when she went to Sacred Heart, got expelled from most high schools in Manhattan, is an admitted bulimic (via her published diaries) and does drugs but no one sees to care are reasons beyond enough to not pay attention to her. She's almost as bad as my penchant for run-on sentences.

My sympathy to her if she actually has to stay in the clink and get passed around by the bulldykes for cigarettes. But she's Paris and she'll be out before you know it. Michelle Rodriguez was put in the same jail for drunk driving for 90 days and was out in 2 hours because of overcrowding. I'm sure this is all a publicity "wakeup call". Well, let it be a wake up call for everyone else to stop paying attention to her. Sorry Paris, the clock has been on 14 minutes for 4 years too long.

Truly yours,

The Whitest Girl You Know

Offensive Questions #3 & 4

2007-05-05T10:35:00.000-04:00

1. Wasn't the Internet created to reuse other people's ideas, images, etc? How else would we get our music?

2. Wouldn't a lame artist want their work all over the place, especially if their website is all over the image?

Fuck you dude who's server won't let me use your picture with the cactus pop. It looks like a fucking dildo on a stick anyway.

This Weeks Shit List

2007-05-05T10:32:00.000-04:00

1. Ponzu Sauce
2. 90s Night at High Line
3. Douchebags
4. Calendars
5. Paying Bills
6. Gas Prices

Happy Cinco de Mayo

2007-05-05T10:11:00.000-04:00

As I sit here and eat Smart Puffs for breakfast, I want to remind everyone that it's Mexican Independence Day. What's that mean to me? Margaritas. Blue ones. Made by Daniel. Today is the season's inaugural roof top party at our house. Unforthch, Mike and I have to go to bootcamp in 2 hours so our concentration levels on tacos and 'dillas have to be pushed off for a few more hours. It's also a belated birthday party for Mike, who's bday was 2 days ago.

Also on this day 11 years ago was the birth of Fefe and Velveeta and my growing subversive sense of humor. F+V was a sketch comedy skit thought up by my friends Brianne and Kyla while at my house. We had a video camera and my mom's old bridesmaid dresses. Comedy ensued. I don't think we fully grasped the idea of homosexuality at the tender age of 13 (remember, I'm suburban), but basically it was Bri and Kyla running around in costume, screaming in weird voices while playing these characters, who fell in love. There were 3 or 4 tapes made, including one where Bamirfa (played by the now-fat "Kym") is introduced at a resort pool (a.k.a. my parent's aboveground pool) and Fefe (Brianne, I think?) has an affair with her. The series was so popular, it became a comic strip in our school newspaper. Just imagine if YouTube was around in those days! In the reality, everyone involved grew up to be relatively heterosexual, resulting in children, high number of sex partners for a fat girl and hot boyfriends.

P.S. Is that a cactus pop the cartoon above is eating?

Spring Sprang Into Summer

2007-04-23T22:03:00.000-04:00

A week ago it was 30 degrees. The past 3 days it's been in the 70s, nearly 80s today. What happened to spring? Oh yeah, it rains in spring. Guess that's happening later this week.

Hope you all enjoyed this well deserved weather

Offensive Question #2

2007-04-23T21:58:00.000-04:00

Two part question:

a) How do paraplegic people know when they have to pee?
b) How do they pee?

Like I said before, insensitive. And yes, this was inspired by Joe from Family Guy.

Current Obsessions

2007-04-23T21:56:00.000-04:00

In exact order:

1. Aaron Behrens
2. matzoh ball soup
3. Mike's elliptical machine
4. windows open, fans on

Rockstar Crush

2007-04-20T19:39:00.000-04:00

Last night, Mike, Callie, Lizzie and I painted the town red. After dinner and girl talk (you best believe Mike can hold his own during goss sessions), we headed over to Great Scott to see Ghostland Observatory. Fucking brilliant. The girls weren't very familiar with them but they were instantly converted and we tried to get on stage to dance (didn't happen).

We all have a new crush now - Aaron Behrens. He's the man in the Pocahontas pigtails. Incredible stage presence, incredible voice, incredible sex appeal. After Mike left him hanging on a handshake, Callie gave him a big hug. Then I stole water from them and we went to go see Braun, who is now back to his stage name "The Beyonder" spin at Good Life. We danced and drank too much and had an adventurous ride home.

Here's more deliciousness of my new heartthrob for your viewing pleasure! The man can't stand still. Or close his mouth.

P.S. Yes, the other guy in the band is wearing a cape. It's his thing. He's pretty amazing too, musically speaking.

Offensive Questions I Can't Help But Ask #1

2007-04-19T17:53:00.000-04:00

I'm an insensitive asshole and I'm filled with insensitive asshole questions. I spend a lot of time alone left to my own devices so random questions pop into my head that I have no one to immediately ask. So they fester and boil somewhere in the part of my brain that makes questions. I think there is no better forum then the internet to ask such things because I'm bound to get some sort of response. Here's my first question:

Can cat's have downs syndrome?

The picture above is from mycathatesyou.blogspot.com and was the first thing that appeared on google images when I searched "cats + downs syndrome". Her name is Abigail.

Today's Post Brought To You By the Letter "D"

2007-04-17T18:44:00.000-04:00

These are the types of questions I ask Adam G.

1) What are D's referring to in "Throw some D's on that bitch" - I'm guessing rims, but why call them D's

2) What does DVS mean? Not the skate company. In many Jay-Z songs, and those of his affiliates (Foxy, Beyonce, etc.), they refer to DVS i.e. "Never settle for less, I'm in excess/Not in-ex-pensive DVS". And Beyonce refs it in whatever her new song is, too. Not a clue to what it stands for.

I've been spending a lot of time with Sirius lately when I'm not locked in a room in Framingham, MA sorting clothes. Please help me solve these riddle that rattle my brain.

Happy Birthday Brianne!

2007-04-09T20:12:00.000-04:00

Another one hits 25 and calls it quits on the boozing.

Much love to one of my oldest and dearest friends.

The Story of the Most Beautiful Easter Egg

2007-04-09T19:56:00.000-04:00

We just got back from a very long short weekend in beautiful Fuquay-Varina, NC to visit my aunt & uncle's new place (which is goregous!). Great times were had by all, especially Mike, when he got to make his first Easter egg.

The first dip.

Pray for beauty.

Creating art.

The second dip.

Wrapped and dried.

The most beautiful Easter egg EVER.

A victory dance with Nanny.

Shortly after, Mike admired his egg and carried it around. Then out of nowhere, he shoved it in my mouth and got mad at me because it subsequently fell out and cracked on the ground. Once it was retrieved from the other side of the couch, he ate it.

The end.

Current Obsessions

2007-04-09T19:52:00.000-04:00

In no particular order:

1. Guitar Hero (I'm #1 at "Heart Shaped Box! Wooooo!)
2. Human League ("Are you listening to Annie?")
3. Running more then 1 mile at a time
4. Steno pads
5. Sirius over XM
6. "The Prayer" by Bloc Party
7. Collette No. 6
8. Paying my taxes in full
9. Dying Easter eggs
10. Mike's Nana

Happiest Man Alive

2007-04-09T19:36:00.000-04:00

Shea & his daughter Esme. Can't wait to meet her!

The Shiksa Who Saved Passover

2007-04-09T19:21:00.000-04:00

...Er, well, just on the second night. And only during Miriam's Cup. For my fellow goyem who don't have the pleasure of dating into a Jewish family, Miriam's Cup is an add-on reading to the Passover Seder. After everyone at the table has had their turn to read out of the Haggadah (or on this particular night's case, hand-outs with uplifting quotes from the likes of Martin Luther King, Jr, who last time I checked, was not Jewish), the woman of the house introduces Miriam's Cup to pay homage to a Jewish woman who has made a difference throughout history. It's usually Golda Meier or a woman of such calliber.

This year, the second night mark's the 10th anniversary of the death of Mike's Nana, his mom's mom. So Miriam's Cup was for her. Mike's mom lost it at some points where her husband would take over and skip every other line and she would yell at him. Seeing how half assed everyone was taking this, I decided to take over the next time she faded off. And I did. So I saved Passover.

Afterwards, I went to the bathroom to cry. When I calmed myself, I came out to see Mike's mom and aunt in the corner crying. So I went up and hugged them and cried some more. I'm such a sap.

P.S. Mike's Nana was hauntingly beautiful and brilliant and best of all...FROM NEW JERSEY! I guess I have a soft spot for that.

Conversations at Seder

2007-04-09T19:03:00.000-04:00

Although this is Armani, it is the closest thing I can find to the suit referenced in this post. Just imagine pants rather then a skirt, a white blouse underneath, silver Gucci wedges and lots of red hair in place of the hat.>

MK: So Mom, I see your wearing a Texas tuxedo?
LK: (wearing a denim suit from Chanel with a metallic sheen) How can it be a Texas tuxedo if it's French?
DK: Don't you mean a Canadian tuxedo?
LK: But it's French! I don't understand why you keep calling it that!

After that, the conversation quickly turned to who will end up being the democratic presidential candidate and Jewish philanthropy. Needless to say I stopped paying attention after my 3rd glass of wine and a convo about silver nail polish being the NBT with Mike's mom and aunt.

(A Texas/Canadian tuxedo is a denim jacket and jeans, for those of you who aren't in the know).

Overdue

2007-04-09T18:59:00.000-04:00

I'm a lazy bitch. It's as easy as that. I can't find that happy medium between working and doing anything else with myself. I shop all day for a living. I come home and I don't want to clean, go to the gym or write, even though all I do all day is think about doing such things. Posts are written in my head and lost forever by the time I get near a computer.

Here is a measly attempt to catch up on the past week or so.

Confessions From the Dancefloor

2007-04-01T16:16:00.000-04:00

Went to Middlesex last night with the Sisters Deegan and had an insane time. Although the music was kinda cheesey and there were more men in ties then a board meeting on State St, I managed to dance on a table and get very sweet boys of questionable sexuality to buy me drinks.

Here's a blind item: What head of marketing for a shoe company was seen constantly grabbing the asses of the same sex in between dancing with some pretty ladies? Here's a hint, the brand is opening a store on Greene St. in New York this year.

Can I get any more obscure?

Gawker Stalker

2007-03-26T22:37:00.000-04:00

Right now, I read 3 blogs religiously and in this order: DListed, Fashionista and Gawker. I've been a loyal Gawker reader since 2004 and get excited whenever they talk about someone I know personally or at least make fun of them in Blue States Loose. Today, I learned that Mike's buddy John got a new job. Congrats! Hope you'll still show up at our house and random Andover weddings every now and again.

I Suck At Blogging

2007-03-26T15:29:00.000-04:00

I can never get on it enough to make myself happy. Plus, it's been 6 months since I began this thing and I still have ZERO focus. Any suggestions?

Happy St Patty Deegan Day!

2007-03-17T15:31:00.000-04:00

Photo by Sarah Shirley. Pats, you're too funny.

Also on this day, Little Miss Esme Gonyo decided to make her appearence in this world. Congrats Shea and Suzanne!

Is New Rave the New New Wave?

2007-03-11T22:44:00.000-04:00

Everyday (in the past month or so) I run into this. New Rave. It started with hearing MIA's "Where Were You in '92", which is about the London rave scene in, uh, 1992. Diplo's beat gives me flashbacks of strobe lights, big silver pants and a throbbing "unce unce unce" circa 98/99. I don't know if the song itself could be classified as New Rave, but more on that in a sec. Last week, I think, Fashionista posted about Brit cult fashion mag POP's feature story about New Rave. I've decided to take an independent study on this phenomena that could possibly effect mainstream culture in the next 10 years or so. But then again, it could just be repackaged electroclash with a faster BPM and equally short shelf life.

New Rave is more about the scene than it is the music. It's like the New Wave revival only less true to its original form. It's a cyclical thing, like any trend. It's all about 20 years ago. Only with New Rave, the fashions, not the soundtrack, are equally neon and outrageous as their early 90's clubkid predecessors. Glow sticks, colorful hair, artistic makeupry dictated by the likes of SuperSuper, Gareth Pugh, House of Holland, etc etc.

The term was coined by the Klaxons (who will be in Boston 4/11 at Great Scott if anyone wants to go with me) in an interview with NME mag (which is the British equivalent to Rolling Stone, I think/guess). It was just a joke but the mag ran with it and started dubbing every disco punk band that has come out since late 2006 "new rave". the thing that gets me is that this is not techno by any means. It really is just disco punk/electroclash/whatever genre for electrorock you can think of that has been thrown around in the past 7 years or so. It's all in the marketing, like progressive house, for the guido set, which is very similar to IDM, for the goth/industrial set (Caroline is going to kill me for the comparisson, which I made 7 years ago when she first played IDM for me).

Anyway, this is all supposed to be this huge underground movement in London. I don't know if it's making it's way fully to NYC yet seeing that I'm not there, but I'm sure the tastemakers that brought New Wave back to downtown are trying to make the same happen for this. I have Mike scoping out SuperSuper for me while he's there because I can't fully grasp this idea. Especially the music! I feel like it's all a different style of electroclash that swept NYC in 2002 with it's assymetrically cut shirts, fishnets and sense of irony about the 80's. At least the look went with the music. Maybe it's the reformed clubkid from the suburbs in me but the look doesn't match the beat. However, I do love the theatrics and can't wait to see what kind of looks come out of this. Move over James St James...

Birthday Shout-Outs!

2007-03-09T12:36:00.000-05:00

Today is Webster's 36th birthday! He was my imaginary friend in pre-school. I thought he lived in my Uncle Steve's bass drum and I would buckle a seatbelt in the back of my mom's Jetta for him when she drove me to school.

Speaking of my mom, it's her birthday too! Yay Mom!

And in belated birthday news, Caroline hit the quarter century mark last Saturday!

Redemption

2007-03-08T19:40:00.000-05:00

The other day I posted a terrible pic of myself. I felt the need to redeem myself. See, my nose is tiny. I'm still a little funny looking (and pale as hell!) but this is much more flattering.

Man, was my hair short. And I melt a little bit inside for that Cheshire smile next to me.

Since You've Been Gone

2007-03-08T19:01:00.000-05:00

It seems like forever since Mike left for Europe and he won't be back for another week. Here's a pictorial of what's been going on in the house since his departure:

I've been working every day. Here, I bought kids clothes for a shoot in Miami. Exciting, no?

Hugo won't get out of bed because he misses Mike.

Grissom learned how to write. He's also been quite an asshole because he misses Mike, too.

The bamboo tree in the bedroom lost 2 more branches because it's sad, even though I water it regularly.

The kitchen has become the Achilles' mail room.

Hugo doesn't want to eat.

Grissom wants to eat all the time and will lie to you that he hasn't just so you feed him again.

I got an official part time job.

When not sleeping, coming home/leaving late at night, talking about hip hop, girls and not working, Glenn has been watching Brak and drinking a lot of beer. He likes Harvey Birdman better.

P.S. I've been going to the gym a lot too but every pic I take of myself, the light is reflected off my paleness and washes to photos out.

Family Guy

2007-03-04T21:22:00.000-05:00

I'm half paying attention to Family Guy and all I can piece together is that Peter somehow made Quagmeyer crash a plane, he loses his job and Peter lets Quagmeyer move in with them. From what I understand, Quagmeyer annoys the hell out of them and they want him out. Funny how art imitates life?

Hey, isn't Quagmeyer's first name Glen? That just makes it even funnier.

P.S. Seth MacFarlane went to RISD.

First Love

2007-03-04T21:12:00.000-05:00

This is possibly one of the least flattering pics of me (who's nose is that?) but it popped up when I was uploading pictures. I think this was Thanksgiving. I was def drunk.

Anyway, this is Lee Oliver, the first boy I ever loved. From kindergarten to somewhere in 3rd grade he was all I could think about. That particular night he brought his new GF out and told her I was his girlfriend until 5th grade (news to me but a sweet reference none the less). His mom was (and still is) our school's librarian and in 6th grade we sat next to each other and he made me drop a pencil that landed point down in my thigh (I still have the point in there, 13 years later). A similar story happened to my dad in the 7th grade (we went to the same school).

Well, it's nice to know that you can still get hammered with the boy you loved because he loved Figment from Epcot (dragon? dinosaur?) and was consistently your partner in school plays (Indian Chief and Princess in K, Teenagers in Love in 5th).

Snuggle Bugs

2007-03-04T21:09:00.000-05:00

These little bums are too cute that I couldn't resist.

Technical Difficulties Averted!

2007-03-04T20:49:00.000-05:00

I had to download the guide for my camera (only to find out that Minolta stopped making cameras a year ago) but I got the flash working again!

So I did an incredible buy yesterday. I'm terrible at discount shopping so I'm always proud when I can get a ton of stuff for the price of my Louboutins. Because I freelance, I get to write off everything in the world (still trying to figure out how to write off things like boarding the cat and dog), so when I buy clothes "for tests" it's best to take a pic to prove the use of purchase to back my claim up if I happen to get audited. Speaking of auditing, two (!) people I know told me this past week that they've been audited in the past few years. Scary!

Anyway, here's some of what I bought:

cute green suede flats

sensible heels, a bit too pointy but they do the job

super cute tan suede heels

i probably paid too much for this but it was too cute to give up

i needed a white purse, who can say no to cheap and cheery

Sigh

2007-03-04T20:17:00.000-05:00

In other news, I've actually been busy. The boys are in Europe for trade shows and market appointments and I've been trying my hardest to not be home.

Started class at RISD last Tuesday. Nothing like commiting 5 hours of my Tuesday to driving and sitting.

Got a part time job clerking for my friend Who's Karen. I call her that because everytime I tell Mike I'm going out with her, he asks "who's Karen?". Now he just says it as a joke and then cousin Alex and I were out with Karen and her BF and he asked the same question. I just bought big girl pants to wear to the big girl law firm I'll be filing papers for.

I've been working on a Marshall's Mother's Day campaign with this great stylist from home. I've spent close to 10 hours in various Marshalls and TJ Maxx's around Boston. While doing some returns yesterday, I went shopping for myself. I came away with 2 purses, 3 pairs of shoes, lots of big girl pants and a ton of tops. Oh, and panties. All in bright, obnoxious colors. I was totally going to post pics of my purchases and now I can't get the flash to work. It took months to find the charger and I've been meaning to start taking pics but now the damn thing is wacky.

Beta

2007-03-04T20:13:00.000-05:00

I switched to Blogger Beta whenever the last time I posted. I think that's one of the main reasons why I haven't bothered posting because although certain things are easier, I had a particularly difficult time in regards to photos. Blah. But now I feel the need to write and I'm forced to use Beta.

New Blogger

2007-02-26T16:26:00.000-05:00

Blogger has coerced me to switch over to Beta. I know, I know, all the cool kids did it months ago. But Trent from Pink Is the New Blog had commented that it made his site go funkytown so I've been avoiding this because of his comments.

However, I am looking forward to using PC-like controls to type in bold and italic and stuff and writing quirky little labels.

Back to the peanut gallery...

Playlist #1 by The Whitest Girl You Know (who can't type)

2007-02-25T22:58:00.000-05:00

Just sitting around with Mike and our "roommate" Glenn, playing with the Sonos.

Mike began the list with Climber, after which I decided to play:

Carmen Miranda - I Yi Yi Yi Yi
Chromeo - Needy Girl
Chromeo - You're So Gangsta
Co Flo - 89.9 Dentrimental
Jr Gong Marley - Welcome To Jamrock
Danger Doom - Bada Bing
David Bowie/Queen - Under Pressure
MIA - Fire Fire
Can Ox - F Word
Ghostface w some Jamaican dude - No No No
Ghostland Observatory - Paparazzi Lightning
Hall & Oates - I Can't Go For That (x2 by accident)
MIA/Diplo (Mix) - Fire Bam
"" - You're Good (I think I changed this)
Missy Elliot - Hot
Missy Elliot - The Rain (instrumental)
Amy Winehouse - Fuck Me Pumps (for Callie)
Blue Eyes vs. Bed Stuy - Crack Commandments/Fools Rush In
Outkast - BOB
Amy Winehouse - Rehab

1. 2. 1. 2. 3. Yeeeaaah...

This mixtape brought to you by Big Bang, Adult Swim and Sonos.

Tenacity

2007-02-25T22:57:00.000-05:00

I have no idea what this word means, but I have no excuse for why I haven't posted in so long. I really do like to pretend that people actually read this. And I know you do because folks mention it in convo.

Whatevs. On with it...

Emergency

2007-02-16T09:56:00.000-05:00

I was supposed to go home yesterday but the roads were too icey and it was way too windy to try. All last night I tossed and turned because I had a bad feeling about today. When I woke up, I called my mom at work, on her cell and at home. I called my dad and he had to call me right back. Sweet, 10 more minutes of sleepy time before the decision to go there is made. My dad calls me back to tell me my mom was admitted to the hospital last night. Something with her heart. He says she's fine, feels fine and is in good spirits. Oddly enough, he is too. So much for waiting another day.

I'm in a mild panic between the road conditions and my mom. My dad thinks she'll be out by the time I get home in 5 hours or whatever, but I still worry.

My Continued Search For Ambition

2007-02-15T13:00:00.000-05:00

Many of my vague, sad sounding posts are due to the fact that I've lost whatever ambition I had a few years ago. I don't quite know how to get it back but I'm making an effort to put myself in a position for rediscovery (as long as I get off the wait list for this class I registered for at RISD). Anyway, the thing that I find hardest to figure out is how I ended up like this. Four years ago I wanted to take over the world. Now I don't want to leave bed if I don't have to.

I throw blame in this direction (napping) and that direction (my lifestyle) but none of it has effected me up until now. Then New York Magazine shows up in my mailbox, like it does every Wednesday, with the headline "Praise is Dangerous". Curious. I read it between drips of water from the ceiling and all the scientific data aside, I could relate. Bottom line: The more you tell a kid that they are smart, the less they try because they don't want to look not smart (I'm sure my grammar is "not smart" here).

It's unbelievably true. Not that I'm putting my lack of ambition on this, but it explains a lot. Growing up I was always told two things by many people - I'm smart and I'm skinny. My parents were never pushers and were mild cheerleaders at best. I think I tried so hard to do so many things because I wanted them to push me or be my biggest cheerleaders. Never happened. That's not saying they weren't encouraging or supportive. They just never pushed my accomplishments down my throat. They were busy with their own things (understandably) and were more or less caught off guard that I excelled. "Where did you come from?" was a common reaction to good report cards or art shows. Then I went to college...

My folks weren't in the picture as much to ground me. I let the smart comments (which weren't very hard considering the student body) get to my head and played the part of the casually cool smart girl. Everyone thought I'd be something big. The only thing big about me now is my unfortunate booty. Which leads me to my resistence to the gym. I still get the skinny comments and up until a month ago, I took it to heart and used it as my golden ticket out of the gym. But I guess that's a whole new topic in its own right.

So what happened? Did I hear too much that I'm smart and talented and can be successful that I somehow psyched myself out about not ever being successful? How does that happen? It's extremely pathetic that I do nothing to prove myself. I know I can do this or that but do I apply myself, strive for something? No. As far as I ever go, effort wise, is sending in a resume and cover letter, which seems like an exhausting process. I can blame everyone else or come up with excuses, but when it comes down to it, I don't want to look like a loser.

Why I Ride Lucky Star OR Boston Finally Got Some Snow

2007-02-15T12:53:00.000-05:00

It snowed. Then there was the frozen rain. Then pouring rain, which lasted all of the 5 minutes it took to walk from the gym's door to my car (500 ft max). Then the rain froze again. Then my roof started leaking. I tried to get into my car last night around 9 to go pick up Callie in Cambridge and head over to Lauryn's in Brighton for some "fuck V-Day" bonding, but the car's handles were all frozen. Same problem this morning.Then it started snowing, again.

This morning, I cancelled my doctor's appointment and my plans to drive to my parents' house. My dad told me yesterday there were 900 accidents throughout the state of New Jersey (because no one bothered to put salt down). Isn't that bonkers?

I'm not about to be another casualty of mother nature. Especially after seeing video of a huge FedEx truck jack knife and slam another car into a police cruiser. Fucking scary.

I Finally Went Out to the Movies

2007-02-15T12:30:00.000-05:00

On Sunday, I pulled myself away from watching such classic films on DVD such as Puppetmaster and the Dr WHO TV series to go see Facotry Girl with Ivy. I liked-not-loved it. It was painlessly short (1 hr 27 mins) and I had to pee from the moment I sat down.

I love any movie where NYC is the backdrop. Sienna Miller was born to play Edie Sedgwick and nothing else. I'm not completely up on my Factory who's who so certain characters confused me (like Mena Suvari's) because they would randomly pop in and out without notice or meaning. I did like how they depicted Warhol, although Guy Pearce's protruding mouth area was quite distracting. The fact that Edie's downfall was more or less placed on Warhol's shoulders was brave because everybody loves him and thinks he's a saint. It was nice to see him portayed in a more deviant light. And how "the folk musician" (a.k.a. Bob Dylan) confronted the ridiculousness of the Factory and what it stood for (if anything) was clever.

Bare with my movie reviewing, I haven't done so since college.

Anyway, the costumes were phenomenal. Here's my fav:

Anna Nicole Is DEAD!

2007-02-08T18:15:00.000-05:00

So much for that paternity suit.

My guess is that her creepy lawyer/"husband" had something to do with this. He keeps the baby and gets all her money. In 20 years, he'll marry the baby. Scumbag.

MY THEORY: Go to a remote Bahamian island and look out for ANS. She pulled an Elvis (or Tupac) for real and is hiding out, expecting Howard K Stern to collect the money the baby inherits and bringing it back to her so she doesn't need to worry about the paternity suit shit. Happily ever after, the end.

Too bad she had a terrible drug problem or else I'd believe my own theory.

A Giddy Day

2007-02-04T21:43:00.000-05:00

I've been having a great day and felt the need to share. I woke up and ran out to pick up as much Proenza Schouler for Target I could get my hands on before I had to face the crowds at the grocery store. Food shopping on Super Bowl Sunday is panic inducing. I picked up my poor, cute boyfriend who had to ride his bike in order to get to the gym. He was very cold and very happy that I saved him from a frigid ride home. We then gave the cat a bath, which he did not enjoy since he was more or less barking. He's really a skinny guy under all that fur.

Afterwards, Mike and I headed to Newbury St to hit up Stel's for some blue jeans for Mike. I scored a super cute tshirt dress from Saint Grace in this cool red color. Jon, the owner, told me I looked adorable. We then grabbed a bite to eat next door at Trident. Mmmmmm...mac n' cheese. That's one of the places I miss most about living in Back Bay. A few magazines were purchased and soon I was off to meet Callie for a lite dinner where we traded some coveted goods we both picked up. I grabbed her a cute swing coat and stripped green topper while she picked up a green chain tank and grey cardi to match my librarian look. We dished about work and talked shop, making plans to have another shopping date on Wednesday.

It's been a great day and hopefully the week will be just as good. Please excuse the cheeriness, I know some of you might not be used to it.