g i r l h a t t a n

g i r l h a t t a n

Thursday, September 30, 2004

are you down with O.P.P ?

what is it about other people's stuff that we find so intriguing? reality shows are all about getting a glimpse of someone else's life. i don't know about you, but i get totally sucked in by stuff like Found Magazine, which features photographs and notes that people have found. also strangely absorbing is is this you? a site with photobooth pix that were left behind. very amelie!

i don't know why i dig the grocery list collection -- which is just what it sounds like. i find it funny when the lists are written on pads from pharmaceutical companies. it's just a little bit of extra information. like, not only does this person need carrots and cling wrap, she's also got arthritis! oh, and lap dancers need lists, too.

if you hate looking at other people's property -- especially people you don't know -- then by all means, do not click here.

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

what what???

if you want to see something that freaked me out and made my brain hurt, click here.

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

DUI FUG: functioning under the gin-fluence

over the weekend i had lover-ly cocktails with a dozen or more friends and associates. we sat outside in the little ghetto patio at crudo on clinton street and had a merry old time. lots of special guests, spilled drinks, and delicious gossip. we were seated near a crew that featured the actor formerly known as "the dude from the dell commmercials." random. but it was a glorious evening, right up until around 4:30 am. that was when i went to walk tim's dogs before bed.

i asked erik to hold their leashes for me whilst i ran to the garbage can on the corner to dispose of the dachshund droppings. but between the strained yapping of the pups, the flimsiness of my flip-flops and my gin-soaked mind, i stubbed my toe on the sidewalk. blood gushed! erik was an absolute angel: he scurried over to the 24 hour walgreens on 14th street and brought back neosporin, tubular gauze, waterproof tape, flexible bandages, etc., etc., etc.

i'll live, but in the meantime i've decided to start reading Modern Drunkard magazine. didn't know there was such a thing? neither did i! but they have articles that address these kinds of problems.

Thursday, September 23, 2004

cool stuff

a long time ago, when i worked at this old house magazine, we, the underlings, used to call the Time Inc. self-esteem hotline. it was an internal number that had an amazing recording. a woman with a british accent would say things like, "you are important," and "people in the elevator like the way you smell." it was so much fun to call when you were feeling low -- especially if you could gather a crowd and listen on spearkerphone.

fashion week daily reports that the iPod party boys, Andrew Andrew, have a fashion hotline you're supposed to call before you get dressed. they will tell you to wear all black, to use a post-it note as an accessory, or to dress like your favorite building. call daily!

Andrew Andrew's Fashion Hotline: 800.593.0103

also cool: defamer directed me to a band called mynx. they have a song and video called i'm so LA, and it's insane. best line: "my sunglasses match the cocaine tray, i'm so LA."

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

political fashion round-up

as election day approaches, the vote-oriented style options abound.

my buddy josh over at made clothing sent me an awesome Vote or Die t-shirt - the logo is based on an 80s video game called Skate or Die.

of course, there's also the classic p. diddy version of the Vote or Die t-shirt. (check out his hot models: 50 cent and mary j!)

downtown for democracy has a classy-looking polo shirt. if you look closely, you'll see that instead of a tiger or an alligator, there's a donkey humping an elephant embroidered on the chest. they call it "porno-political." i call it hilarious.

also cool: these three and a half inch heels covered in newsprint. i made a "yuppie" hair clip by covering a barrette with a clipping of the stock page from the new york times when i was in 9th grade, but these are cooler.


i don't know if all writers are word nerds, but i certainly have logophilia. and i subscribe to merriam-webster's word of the day email service. today's word is equinox. in other words, summer's over, kids.

equinox \EE-kwuh-nahks\ noun

1 : either of the two points on the celestial sphere where the celestial equator intersects the ecliptic
*2 : either of the two times each year (as about March 21 and September 23) when the sun crosses the equator

Example sentence:
During the equinox, day and night are approximately of equal length around the world.

Did you know?
"Equinox" descends from "aequus," the Latin word for "equal," and "nox," the Latin word for "night" — a fitting history for a word that describes days of the year when the daytime and nighttime are equal in length. In the northern hemisphere, the vernal equinox marks the first day of spring and occurs when the sun moves north across the equator. ("Vernal" comes from the Latin word "ver," meaning "spring.") The autumnal equinox marks the first day of autumn in the northern hemisphere and occurs when the sun crosses the equator going south. In contrast, a solstice is either of the two moments in the year when the sun's apparent path is farthest north or south from the equator.

Thursday, September 16, 2004

i feel like bustin' loose, i feel like touching you...

somehow i have managed to avoid anything fashion-related this week, but i did have a wacky celebrity sighting on monday.

i was a plus one at nelly's AOL concert at webster hall, and my gleaming VIP pass got me up into the balcony where bread chips, hummus, cherry tomatoes and free drinks awaited. sitting in a leather couch across from a low table covered in white faux fur (?!), i checked out the fairly good-looking, industry-ish crowd. as nelly hit the stage, and the crowd started shrieking, who should pass by me but john mayer? huh? what? guess he's a secret st. lunatic. later i went downstairs and mingled with the regular people, just in time to watch nelly do "shake ya tailfeather." when p. diddy appeared on stage, out of nowhere, a girl behind me let out a bloodcurling scream and started jumping up and down. diddy has that effect on the ladies.

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

britney's tank top

re: her upcoming wedding
...she's letting her clothes do the talking these days.

how could i say no?

how could i say no?

he's the one.

he's the one.

Monday, September 13, 2004

new! haiku movie reviews

brown bunny:
vincent gallo likes
girls named after flowers and
gets a real blowjob.

resident evil:
wow! milla kicks ass
be it zombie or human!
can’t wait for part three!

gorgeous lush colors,
twisted plots with skilled fighting
and yeah- subtitles.

vanity fair:
fur, velvet, feathers,
richly embroidered satin –
and that’s just the men.

Monday, September 06, 2004

north by northwest

i watched north by northwest again this weekend. and i ended up taking pictures of the TV...again. i also (geek alert!) downloaded the script so that i could have some of the great dialogue in front of me.

i really love when cary grant says:

"I'm an advertising man, not a red herring! I've got a job, a secretary, a mother, two ex-wives and several bartenders waiting for me, and I don't intend to disappoint them all and get myself slightly killed."

waiting for kaplan

waiting for kaplan

roger thornhill on the run.

roger thornhill on the run.

"wouldn't it be nice if my problems and your plans were somehow... connected?"

"wouldn't it be nice if my problems and your plans were somehow... connected?"

"how did a girl like you ever get to be a girl like you?"

"how did a girl like you ever get to be a girl like you?"

"lucky, i guess."

"lucky, i guess."

Friday, September 03, 2004

vegas, baby.

so yeah. i went to vegas for the WWD MAGIC convention. i stayed in a fauxtel called the Paris. checked in at le registration desk and bought bottled water from a store called le neccessities. there were faux cobblestone "boulevards" and mexican bellmen that said "bonjour" when they took your luggage. faux fran├žais as a way of life. rather horrifying.

the convention was lots and lots of walking. spotted rev. run of run-dmc, gary dourdan of CSI, nicky hilton, and bijou phillips. people said they saw boy george, and anna nicole was there, too, but i didn't see them. i did see my homie josh from made clothing. no man can rock chanel jewelry like he can. went to a party in the gigantic suite at the hard rock hotel, the one with the bowling alley that the osbournes and carmen and dave partied in. it was super cool - three amazing bedrooms, huge bathrooms, jacuzzi for six, living room, dining room, pool table, kitchen... but i kept thinking about the kind of kinky sex coked up midget strippers probably had on the furniture and was vaguely creeped out.

coming back to new york is always a relief. seeing the city from the sky at night, twinkling like diamonds on black velvet, i felt all happysadendoftheworld. glad to be back, but not real excited to return to the daily grind, to a harsh reality where there's no room service and the rent is due.

oh, yeah - and summer's over. crap.

le fauxtel

the fauxtel

the hard rock

the hard rock hotel

a bedroom in the suite

one bedroom in the suite

maroon 5 pool party

maroon 5 pool party

giant tub

giant bath tub

nicky hilton and models

nicky hilton and models

jackpot! the vegas airport

jackpot! the vegas airport

heading home

heading home