10.30.2009

traveling kids (not the anarchist kind)





Images of travel have been on my mind since last nights Girldrive reading at KGB Bar. This morning, feeling nostalgic for roadtrips and yearning for any kind escape from the cityscape i looked at my friend Stephen Yang's photos. If only i were independently wealthy. Oprah, if you're out there, I know you love to help a colored in need. I am that colored.

savage (not fred)




The Dutchess and The Duke has a sound that transports me to the fall of 1968. I imagine I'm Winnie's (from the Wonder Years) weird black friend who'd rather go home and listen to records than speak. I imagine I'm playing them on my 8-track in my basement while she stares at me blankly, obtrusively, as if telling me with her eyes that she wishes I had straight hair. It's a symbiotic friendship though because she brings the weed. I close my eyes and mellow out. I know I'm bound for New York City on a greyhound right after i graduate, with or without Winnie. Later I become the most relevant African-American cultural critic of the 20th century.

10.27.2009

joe lieberman is out of his everloving mind

Huffington Post just told me that Lieberman is going to join the republican health care reform filibuster. he is the devil's spawn.

winner


courtesy of 10muses

and her thighs ALMOST touch! hottie.

10.26.2009

you wildin




check out my latest post about Pinkberry at youwildin'

10.25.2009

helsinki plaid


courtesy of hel-looks
i love fall

sienna plays


my friend raved about the dress she saw sienna wearing at the premier party of the new play, After Miss Julie that she stars in. After a www.google.com inquiry into the dress i was pretty upset i wasn't a rich and famous movie star wearing balmain. every. day.

10.24.2009

ladies lunching lavishly




nah, not really lunching lavishly, though there is free champagne! It's actually a present day answer to an amish market, except with hot ladies selling way cooler things; jewelry, artwork and natural beauty products. though amish butter is pretty on point. Anyway come peruse, buy or chat with ladies in this rare and awesome project of women selling products made by women, for women, by women, for women. women. womyn. yup.

10.21.2009

a crimpet a crumpet


photo from 10.17

If i were a lady i would have a spread like this

robyn bird is my new feminist hero?





remember her? I know you all remember "if you wanna hear us moan, call us on the phone." After getting over the nostalgia of seeing her blond hair (that a blind hairdresser dyed) and her white fingernails (which she sported every show), I was really impressed by the content of the clip. For close to 30 years she's taught nearly every 13 year old New Yorker since the 70s a thing or two about what grown-up boobies and penises look. A. The Bird-Lady has been a woman unapologetic about sharing her sexuality with public access viewers since the dawn of time. she has literal pioneer status. B. After a jaunt with her wikipedia page i realized that she has used her iconic channel 35 status to raise awareness and support development in AIDS research and LGBT rights and issues. Bird has also been engaged in legal battles with the state of NY since the 90s to keep her show public, free and unscrambled, defending the rights of people all over our fine city who want to enjoy pornography legally, freely and safely in the privacy of their homes, without shame.

So, let's all raise one to Robin Byrd for being mad cheesy, having that semi-creepy raspy voice, for loving the gays, the bis, the transgenders, people of color, sex on pool tables and sex in her weird neon studio.

10.19.2009

Gordon Voidwell sings the black national anthem


CMJ promises some really exciting new music and some really boring, bad, bad, music. I strongly urge, as the most important voice of any given generation, against your natural inclination to purge when you hear the words "WEBSTER HALL" and go see Gordon Voidwell play at 11pm. Bring your friends of color too. he loves that. and semi hates it. or loves it.

10.15.2009

i'm pretty hungry



props: http://infantfoundation.com/blog/

filippa K


I plan on finding some winter items with filippa. In Sweden she has a discount store. Unfortunately for me I don't live in Sweden. I also like light more than 4 hours a day in winter. you can find her at Castor & Pollux and Flying A in New York.

10.04.2009

rick owens



i'll be visiting his shop this week.

9.27.2009

rickshaw shawn: my, my, my superman

I saw this dude at like 3am two weeks ago on 5th and A carting these two japanese girls for the ride of their life. He literally scaled a wall. My natural inclination told me to pack it away in the depths of my memory bank for it's unreal, bizarreness but instead I found myself standing in the same exact location last night regaling the incredible. so, i found him. watch. this.



and if you want to look at him in late-night-action watch this:

9.14.2009

alexander wang


so this photo from the wang show has nothing to do with my post but i thought this getup was fuego and I want it (or the inevitable and more realistic forever21 version) immediately.

Anyway, something is finally happening in New York City! What?!
"night of mayhem" at What Goes Around Comes Around hosted by Mischa Barton

Start Time:
Tuesday, September 15, 2009 at 9:00pm
End Time:
Wednesday, September 16, 2009 at 12:00am
Location:
What Goes Around Comes Around
Street:
351 West Broadway
City/Town:
New York, NY

Moe's Kleiner Imbiss


The falafel with halloumi and some spicy sauce at King Of Falafel, graefestrasse in Kreuzberg, (a neighborhood in Berlin) is the most bomb thing I've ever tasted. I was trying to think of my "comeback" post, something that would summarily describe my month-long jaunt across eastern and northern europe and all i could recall was this wonderful, cheap eat. So, everyone, if you find yourself in berlin in the near future, skip all of the art, kreuzberg bridge drinking, biking (and falling off), watching buskers, flea-markets, theater, and go straight to moe's. but before that go next-door and buy a club mate and drink that up right quick.

8.03.2009

shopping in europe



Grace wants me to pick bensimons up for her while I'm gone. what other hard-to-find euro items are necessary to sport upon my return?

black people die, nobody cares


The first black supermodel, Naomi Sims, died this past Saturday at the age of 61 from cancer. I just read about it on huffpo today. I should have known on Saturday. Perhaps it's time to switch up my news and blog perusing methods. Or maybe the media just needs to become more sensitive at calling attention to the life and times of women of color that have broken the mold. i'll dare to say she was instrumental in paving the way for changing the standard of beauty, even if we still can't shake exoticizing current black models.

i need a ride or die bitch



I'm leaving for europe in three days. I'm not sure how exactly i'll update but
insha'Allah i'll find a way. berlin then easyjet to yet disclosed countries. stay tuned.

8.01.2009

stillness is the move



last night i went to a goodbye party in ditmas, a neighborhood in bk. As always I was a) so taken with houses and b) so taken with the fact that I rode the Q to get there instead of metro north. It definitely looks just like an affluent suburb on every side street, equipped with teenagers tripping on their front lawn a la can't hardly wait. It strangely feels sacrosanct and I wasn't sure if I was even down to post this for fear that my most popular blog in the world would somehow drive the masses out of williamsburg and into this somewhat sequestered secret. anyway. visit.

7.31.2009

tete-a-bouche



I never think to order or make ravioli because one serving is always like three pieces and it's gone so fast and when i'm done (and unsatisfied) i always go into a debbie depression because i want more. But this photo transforms the lonely large starch into a healthful salad that makes ravioli my irresistible food choice of today. f i ever cooked I'd use this recipe.

7.30.2009

effortless


louise, my fashion muse of the day is found here

it might rain but it still reigns supreme


Photo by Nick Johnson.


Bill Wasik of the NYTimes (yeah I read the article on-line but I still live in New York and love it, Bill) writes a piece dethroning New York City as the reigning epicenter of artistic production and instead crowns…the Internet? I was feeling Wasik before he started on his Internet transcends actual human contact tip. See, I used to be a huge advocate of “New York is not provocative more like evocative, dead, and overburdened with fake-ass-people where no interesting or organic art of any form is produced.” Before I moved back here I spent hours with friends in grimy bars in Minneapolis and Chicago arguing that the best music and art was being produced elsewhere, in those ubiquitous “main streets” of America type towns that President Obama always referred to in his campaign stump. But, nope, New York is still dope and there is still ridiculous energy, art, music, jewelry and clothing being produced everyday here. Though the economy has been suspect and Madoff wilded out and caused the downright decimation or major depletion of monies for the arts in the mainstream doesn’t mean that the art isn’t being made at all! And furthermore, we all know that the stuff that legendary musicians/visual artists/writers is made of are never initially part of the establishment anyway.

Wasik interrogates the process of stardom on the internet and sets it wildly apart from that of that of becoming famous in New York. He does it in a way that puts a value on the success of people who get famous on the internet and pits them against those who become successful by networking in New York. So, if you make a youtube sensation of your wedding where you emerge husband and wife after an amazing dance routine you’re not as cool as, say, Wasik who maybe got pats by fat cats all the way up to Harpers. And I’m not saying that’s not as cool. But, like, has Wasik ever heard of legacy? of money getting you places? I know firsthand that vetting in New York exists in many different capacities and that people i know have gotten famous when others who are way more talented are thrown to the wayside. I’m not saying Dash Snow wasn’t great but I definitely wouldn’t have gotten famous for throwing jizz around.

Finally, my dude, the Internet is still a medium and not a place. The photograph above is taken outside of a school in Park Slope by a photographer from New York documenting what he sees. Makes sense cause that's what photographers do. Without that there'd be no photography to put ON the internet. The internet is just a platform by which to share and by no means does it take on the physicality and emotion of an experience like watching some kids from the neighborhood practice their skateboarding. Looking at photographs, reading blog posts, articles, watching films and clips is all good and fun and enriches your life and stuff but I once learned (and will always remember) that a well-functioning and happy person needs human touch 5x times a day and I get that times like x 10 on the Q-train on my way to work.

7.29.2009

new york should take fashion tip from fashion icon. duh.


I'm pretty sure that I don't live in New York and that I actually live in England, Scotland or the Pacific Northwest. Except that it's (England + themosthumidplaceonearththatitfeelsliketheinsideofagarbagetruck - fun in the mud = especially terrible). the weather forecast this weeks promises that there is no point in wearing anything except for this. what other rain inspired items would do?