October 2011
1 post
“I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together...”
– Margaret Mitchell, Gone With The Wind
September 2011
5 posts
“did you know you can get The Art of War free on your Kindle?”
– someone alert Camille Grammer immediately.
Anna actually has no idea who Taylor Swift is and why they insisted on seating her next to the girl in the giant doily.
First doing a collection for Target, retailer to the proletariat. Now this. The flawless Black Swan costumes can’t even save the Rodarte sisters from Anna’s scorn.
must. look. blase.
Dear Lindsay,
This desperate publicity stunt of appearing front row to remind people that you’re no longer under house arrest is actually beneath you. Seeing as your mom (and the most overworked PR team in Hollywood other than Charlie Sheen’s) managed to explain multiple DUI’s, ‘accidental’ shoplifting and those ridiculously inappropriate...
fashion week front row quotes.
the following posts are, what I imagine, what celebrities are thinking when they sit front row.
I was hoping to catch Blake to catch up. For old time’s sake. And to return some pants.
Okay. Fine. I actually just want Leo’s autograph.
Oh Alexis. Blake only sits front row at Chanel Haute Couture shows in Paris, not whatever no-name deemed you and your nonexistent career relevant...
“i’m back baby dolls.”
– Theodore Evelyn Mosby. Architect.
October 2010
1 post
Okay, let’s talk about everything that’s wrong with this cover. Because there are oh-so-many things.
1. It’s W Magazine. This is supposed to be class and elegance at its finest. W is known for avant garde fashion spreads, haute couture gowns and, oh yeah, legitimate people. Since when are regulars on In Touch ever considered cover worthy for W? Better yet, since when are...
September 2010
1 post
fashion overload.
My gchat status for the past two weeks has been ‘fashion overload’. And for good reason. Between the changing seasons, the influx of September issues and fashion week approaching at light speed my brain is literally about to implode from style news and outfit ideas. I’ve even resorted to keeping a running document on my iphone for outfit ideas just in case I think of something beyond awesome and...
August 2010
2 posts
emmy roundup
I’d like to clarify, again, that I didn’t actually watch the awards. I got all the winners info from Twitter (look at me all fancy)—-but I did spend a good chunk of my day pouring through photos to compile my oh-so-official list.
Enjoy.
I generally love all things Quinn Fabray, but looking at this dress gives me a seizure. It looks like the love child of Little Bo Peep,...
I’ve been aching for Thursday Night TV as much as some of you have been aching for the return of Cher’s Closet. Don’t deny it, you know who you are. Last night my fingertips tingled when I set my TiVo for Jersey Shore AND Real Housewives of DC, but I was sadly only partially satisfied.
Let me explain.
I’m generally obsessed with all things Housewife related.
Orange...
May 2010
2 posts
It surprises people that I’m actually a legitimate Laker fan. Yes, the girl who hates dirt, can’t ride a bike and once fell asleep at a Dodger game actually does like the Lakers. I’ll admit that I generally only watch playoff games and I have little to no knowledge of what the real rules of the game are (the whole get the ball in the hoop concept stuck, but...
April 2010
2 posts
I realize I’ve been terrible at this as of late, forgive me. I know I have a biggest fan but seeing as she’s too busy with her love zoo (I wish I actually meant that in an innuendo kind of way) she hasn’t been harassing me about maintaining this. So I haven’t.
Now I will.
The problem is when you’re a somewhat professional writer it gets difficult to keep writing for...
http://gawker.com/5512233/jersey-shores-spin+offs-a... →
Apparently all my dreams just came true.
There’s been a running joke amongst me and my friends that we need to be on reality TV. Between labeling our adventures “the night there was a threesome in the back of Cyndy’s car”, perpetually getting rained on (the Lil Wayne variation) and coining the term ‘muss bata’ we’re incredibly entertaining people and a...
March 2010
5 posts
WatchOn the subway around 130 am. Oh new york. I love you so.
Oscar Roundup.
I actually hate watching awards shows. Red carpet starts at 5, the actual show starts at 8 and isn’t over till at least 11…and any chance at watching something decent on another channel for the night is completely shot.
But. There are clothes. We all know how I feel about clothes. So here’s the best and the worst of the lot.
Who knew Karen Smith could be so fierce? I...
it's a reality.
In the haze that followed fashion week I finally attended my first NYC socialite event. In LA a big deal would be, y’know, going to a Dwayne Wayde or P. Diddy party or seeing Kristen Stewart at one of the most ridiculous clubs ever (check, check AND check) but NY does things a little differently. There’s a legitimate red carpet, press check-in means mingling with the actual celebrities...
February 2010
5 posts
It’s been brought to my attention that I update too sporadically. (See, I can use it in a sentence.)
Since I apparently have a biggest fan—-the creepiness of that can be discussed at a later time—-I decided it’s necessary to write something said fan would actually appreciate.
So. Let’s talk about Atlantic City.
First there was the bus ride. I was actually...
Why I love 'up and coming' fashion.
So. Showing at Bryant Park generally means you’ve ‘arrived’ in the fashion world, right? Wrong. There’s still some discrimination between the older, stand by, designers and the novices showing for the first and second time.
And the more I pay attention to fashion the more I realize I’m a champion of the neophytes.
Maybe it’s because I’m more familiar...
Apparently the secret to great advertising is drug addiction.
I use to think LSD seeping into my LCD screen was purely coincidental. The talking gecko on the Geico commercial? Just a talking animal. That creepy ‘magical amount’ anti-drug commercial? Irony.
Then I saw the Nike puppet commercials (and was recently introduced to this gem) which were clearly the product of substance...
“Rip Alexander mcqueen. I wore my mcq dress today in remembrance.”
January 2010
12 posts
I lost my voice at a Knicks game Thursday night.
Yes, I went to a Knicks game. And even more shockingly I cheered at said sporting event…but since it’s me I chose to focus on the more ridiculous things at Madison Square Garden.
And since it’s my life there were ridiculous things to focus on.
First of all there was not one but two marriage proposals on those giant screens...
http://fashionista.com/2010/01/pi_phi_votes_tory_bu... →
So. The Pi Phi rush clothing letter was leaked somehow via fashionista (if the blogger was an ex Pi-Phi or alumnus I’m sure her chapter loves her for ruining their rush secrets) but for most of us (because most of my readers are ADPi circa Fall 05+) these letters come standard. Most of the comments that followed read something like ‘how is this even real’ and ‘this...
There’s a reason why there’s hardly any winter episodes of Sex and the City. The four of them are fabulous and always impeccably dressed (I’m blaming some of Carrie’s mishaps on the fact that it was the 90s) —- but it’s impossible to look cute in winter weather. Yes, hypothetically scarves and boots and ear-muffs sound like the ingredients to adorable-ness and...
musical conundrums.
Confession: I’m addicted to trashy hip-hop. I always amaze people when I get on a dance floor and I know every word to whichever top 40 song is playing at the time, along with the old fashioned classics. (fact. I still know every single word to ‘oh I think they like me’ and sing along to T-Pain regardless of where I am). After spending a month addicted to my FM radio there are...
I love the fact that I added the tumblr app on my phone…mainly because when i’m bored and witness ridiculous things I can document them immediately.
Like right now. I’m at the gate for my flight (and somehow breezed through check in and security without taking my ID out. Really, security? I’m as sketchy as they come.)
ANYWAY. The girl sitting directly opposite from me...
my new haircut.
A cookie to anyone who gets the title reference.
Anyway. It’s finally time to get my hair cut done. Yes, it’s a somewhat teenage hair story. Yes, that’s another reference that can also qualify for a cookie.
I’ve had these magic highlights in my hair since graduation. I know, it’s shameful that a beauty junkie has had the same dye job for roughly seven months (and...
WatchSeparate escalator solely for carts? Oh target I love you so.
Things I learned this weekend:
1. I’m fucking in love with my friends. (didn’t learn this weekend, more like reaffirmed.)
2. My life wasn’t complete until people made it rain on the dance floor. Although making it hail (using coins in place of dollar bills, also known as ‘throw some change on that bitch’) would have sufficed.
3. Swedish people can make the night take an interesting turn.
4....
“Somehow I went from getting rained on at playhouse to watching nick jr with a...”
– Why is this my life? Seriously.
I bought the shirt.
Fashion: 2589436994
Muss: 0
Fashionable Muss: 2589436994
I may or may not have just tried on a cropped top at the mall.
I thought the godforsaken trend ended in the 90s but now crops are back and outfitted with sequins and such…I’m just not sure when shirts that show your stomach became socially accepatble again.
And I’m more worried that I want one.
I’m blaming this one on the self inflicted sex and the city marathon that’s been a feature on my...
“apparently there’s a giant hello kitty terrorizing the Brea mall....”
December 2009
8 posts
As much as I’d like to think that living in New York for four months has made me a bona fide city girl there’s something about suburbia that soothes my soul. Maybe it’s the giant parking lots, maybe it’s the wide streets, maybe it’s the palm trees outfitted with twinkle lights or maybe it’s the awkward giant reindeer shrubberies on Birch St.
Or maybe...
There’s that scene in the Devil Wears Prada where Andi is scared she’s turning into a Runway girl. Y’know. Only eats one cup of salad a day, spends more on clothes than on rent and refuses to be caught outside of the house without 4 inches of support in the form of Louboutins.
Well, I’ve been bitten by that bug.
No, really. I’ve learned from the past four months of...
As much as I’d love to be writing a Jersey Shore rundown right now I can’t because this week’s episode was awful. Maybe the first two hours just blew me out of the water, maybe it really was just too good to be true, but the only things of note this week were:
1. Snooki dancing alone in the bar and proceeding to make out with her friend in the hot-tub because she felt like...
the reality tv rundown.
I’m a reality TV junkie. I have no shame saying it. I’ve watched pretty much every episode of anything on Bravo, seen too many of Lauren Conrad’s tiny braids on the Hills (OG version, none of this Kristin bullshit) and yes. I watched Tila Tequila play sexual double-dutch on A Shot At Love.
And now MTV has outdone itself with Jersey Shore. I wish there was a better way to...
Music Videos that blow my mind. I’d like to point out that mind blowing is not necessarily a good thing. In fact, in this case mind blowing is almost the inverse of good.
I’d also like to point out that I’m wearing a sequined blazer right now. I feel like a disco ball. In all the right ways.
Anyway.
1. Leighton Meester, Somebody to Love. In an effort to prove she is anything...
November 2009
2 posts
Before I went to London I was told to take lots of pictures…but I think I’m past that point. True, London is a cultural stronghold home of moderately sized ben, the queen, the tate factory museum of art and so on but after going to the country twice a year since birth and even a short attempt at living there the novelty wears off.
Now I go to shop.
In 48 hours I made a significant dent in my...
Adventures in things gone horribly wrong:
1. Miley Cyrus’ baby sister slutting it up for Halloween. Looks like Billy Ray got to this one young, how long till he starts cashing in on the Cyrus sister act?
2. The Dita Von Teese barbie doll. I thought the Bratz dolls were pushing it with the whole hookers as role models thing (and I still find it beyond ironic that post eating disorder...
October 2009
6 posts
