Sunday, July 20, 2008
Pirate Chic Never Quite Goes Out of Style
On a hot, lazy Sunday with not much else to do, I'm back again flipping through YouTube. Looking at Duran Duran videos this time around. And my observations:
1) Why is Simon Le Bon dressed like a pirate? Looks like the same outfit. Were they filmed on the same day or something? Where's the Jolly Roger flag?
2) Nick Rhodes looks so ghey. And I had such a crush on him when I was like, 11. I guess he was the first of my many ghey boyfriends, even though he never knew it.
3) What the hell did Andy Taylor do to his hair?
4) Roger Taylor bears a striking resemblance to a certain annoying "DJ" in Denver that I just want to punch in the face everytime I see him.
5) John Taylor is hot. He still *is* hot, acutally.
6) Are all of the bandmates sharing some lines of coke at the dining room table in the "Careless Memories" video?
7) Also for the "Careless Memories" video -- I have that same coffee table. You can get it at Ikea for like $80. The dining room table, Patrick Bateman-esq decor, and the assorted illicit activities that were probably going on outside of the scenes -- probably not easily available in a box these days.
8) God, John Taylor was hot. Damn.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
more fun with my new cell phone
my new cell phone that is not an iphone. oh well.
Kristin dancing at the Space Gallery, May 10 2008
Signs of the upcoming recession?
Westminster, Colorado, May 14 2008.
Shuttered-up Countrywide Mortgage office in a strip mall.
Only a few doors down is a shuttered-up "Asian Massage" parlor.
Related? Perhaps so, perhaps not.
Shuttered-up Countrywide Mortgage office in a strip mall.
Only a few doors down is a shuttered-up "Asian Massage" parlor.
Related? Perhaps so, perhaps not.
why are all these people waiting on line in NYC for a cheeseburger?
Shake Shack Madison Square Park cam.
Good lord, it's 12:04 pm ETZ as I post this and already the line is stretched around the block. What is it with this line mentality, especially at lunch? Is it more about the line scene than the food? I'd rather spend most of my lunch hour savoring my food than waiting for it, but maybe that's just me.
Good lord, it's 12:04 pm ETZ as I post this and already the line is stretched around the block. What is it with this line mentality, especially at lunch? Is it more about the line scene than the food? I'd rather spend most of my lunch hour savoring my food than waiting for it, but maybe that's just me.
on the intellectualizing of twee pop...huh?
An article mentioning all that is 30-something and hipster-ish...huh? Gwyneth Paltrow as twee? Okay, I guess.
Reading down further in the article, I'm really scaring the crap out of myself because according to a quote from the British fashion magazine i-D (which I never read...):
Well, with the exception of the pastel "colours," that pretty much was me, mid-90's. I never thought I was the follower of any scene, but hey.
Reading down further in the article, I'm really scaring the crap out of myself because according to a quote from the British fashion magazine i-D (which I never read...):
“Childlike innocence and assumed naivety permeate the Cutie scene,” the report read. “Their clothes are asexual, their haircuts are fringes, their colours are pastel. Cuties like Penguin modern classics, sweets, ginger beer, vegetables, and anoraks.”
Well, with the exception of the pastel "colours," that pretty much was me, mid-90's. I never thought I was the follower of any scene, but hey.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
it all should be different now...but is it?
There comes a time when certain behavior just gets...old.
Now, I've tried to make myself the level-headed observer throughout most of my post-adolescent life. I'm the first to admit that I've done my fair share of crazy behavior. Everyone has. There are certain things you just have to get out of your system when you're young.
So yes, I partied a fair bit when I was in my late teens and twenties. I recall Williamsburg loft parties where rats chased each other across the floor. I've escaped random gunfire in Alphabet City. I spent many an evening huddled around a fire pit in the courtyard of an East Village squat, when still there were such things. And yes, hanging around such places, I saw firsthand how insane chemically-crazed people could be. But there was something about that whole behavior when you're young that makes it not really that...annoying. Out-of-place. Whatever.
It must've been around my mid-twenties when I grew tired of all the craziness and decided to grow up bit. So I did. Now, ten plus years on, I still find myself with some friends who just are stuck in that same old early twenties mindset. Like, just drinking and drinking and drinking, and acting progressively more obnoxious along the way.
What else can I say besides...haven't you gotten tired of it by now? I sure have. A long, long time ago.
Now, I've tried to make myself the level-headed observer throughout most of my post-adolescent life. I'm the first to admit that I've done my fair share of crazy behavior. Everyone has. There are certain things you just have to get out of your system when you're young.
So yes, I partied a fair bit when I was in my late teens and twenties. I recall Williamsburg loft parties where rats chased each other across the floor. I've escaped random gunfire in Alphabet City. I spent many an evening huddled around a fire pit in the courtyard of an East Village squat, when still there were such things. And yes, hanging around such places, I saw firsthand how insane chemically-crazed people could be. But there was something about that whole behavior when you're young that makes it not really that...annoying. Out-of-place. Whatever.
It must've been around my mid-twenties when I grew tired of all the craziness and decided to grow up bit. So I did. Now, ten plus years on, I still find myself with some friends who just are stuck in that same old early twenties mindset. Like, just drinking and drinking and drinking, and acting progressively more obnoxious along the way.
What else can I say besides...haven't you gotten tired of it by now? I sure have. A long, long time ago.
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