just a thought

not to get all weird/depressing/conspiracy-theorist/new agey, but.

last night i was lying in bed thinking about this:

9/11 - attack on NY

3/11 - attack on Madrid

7/7 - attack on London

7/11 - attack on Mumbai

in numerology, 7 is a mystic number and 11 is the "spiritual messenger" number...

at karaoke on saturday, long before i walked home down houston street in the blinding sunlight at 6am, someone in our group did a stirring rendition of one of my fave prince songs.

listen: seven


all 7 and we'll watch them fall
they stand in the way of love
and we will smoke them all
with an intellect
and a savoir-faire
no one else in the whole universe
will ever compare
i am urs now and u are mine
and 2gether we'll love through
all space and time
so don't cry

each time i go to bed i pray like aretha franklin

sometimes i party like it's nineteen eighty something.

i still love the sounds of vintage inxs.

in the dark of night
those small hours
uncertain and anxious
i need to call you

rooms full of strangers
some call me friend
but i wish you were
so close to me

listen: by my side

and i always always love scritti politti. i was reading s/fj; he's been listening to "word girl" - but i love "wood beez."

listen: each time i go to bed i pray like aretha franklin

feel good time

recent events:

thursday: fader/red stripe party. hot. literally.

sweat dripped from my brow as i waited for my one of a kind silkscreened t-shirt.

post-party dinner at lucky strike - ran into dj o.

friday: excellent company and filet mignon at casimir.

saturday: potc, karaoke and mayhem.

sunday: post-world cup lunch...


listen: pink - feel good time

the things i've seen

not everyone goes to the hamptons or the shore.

friday afternoon, broadway and spring street, i saw naomi watts walking hand in hand with beau liev...

later it was a girls night - dinner and devil wears prada...

saturday i saw famke and licorice near astor place....

sunday behind me in line at sway for the ben cho party: casey affleck, and later summer and rain...

monday sweeny todd and then motherfucker...

also, by the way....

in new york, the dogs are more hardcore than you: behold the chows with mohawks...






best little graffiti thing i've seen lately:

ALL MY HEROS NOW HAVE DAY JOBS




i almost tried to erase the extraneous apostrophe... i'm a grammar janitor, constantly copyediting.

girlcrush

kelis is so freakin HOT. and i ♥ her song and video for bossy.

hourly rates

so last night i went to see the motel, a film made by a guy i went to Tisch with, mike kang.

it's the story of a 13 year old boy who works and lives at the seedy motel his family owns. very funny, super sweet and heartbreakingly beautiful, i highly recommend it! it's at the film forum for 2 weeks... PLEASE go see it!!!

at the screening - and at the after party - the cast mingled with the crowd. i was thrilled to meet one of the stars, sung kang. he was also in better luck tomorrow and the fast and the furious: tokyo drift. his performance in the motel is excellent.... and he's easy on the eyes, if you know what i mean.

ceci ne'st pas une mac

Dan's laser etched powerbook, originally uploaded by Steve Rhodes.

via drawn...

regardez!

johnny depp meets his animatronic pirate self

britney poses nude

vintage TWA posters

quick pix

weekend = game night, rain rain rain, met, sleep.

more later.

summer in the city/up on the roof

last weekend i went to a roof party at red square and was thisclose to the clock made by my hero tibor kalman.

earlier this week i was supposed to go to a roof party @ 60 thompson.

but when r2 and i arrived at the hotel, i was informed that the hotel was not "dog friendly."

so i called my brother, up on the roof, and he said the party was lame anyways and he'd come down.

i waited in the lobby with my eye on the elevators. an elevator went up, and then came down. the doors opened and sienna miller came out. thin thin thin thin, black fedora, leggings, on cell phone. when my brother came down he was super sad he missed her, she's his crush, thanks to (NSFW) alfie.

anyway. we cruised to the yard at the soho grand and then past the ferrari and bentley parked in front of cipriani, spent some time and $$$ in ben sherman, and then ate some dinner on the sidewalk at café colonial and had dessert at ciao bella

this weekend is the mermaid parade, the hip hop festival and eventually i will need to drop off laundry. crap.

if i had it, i would post the mp3 of "up on the roof" by the drifters. but i don't.

re: makes

remakes are tough. sometimes they can be great. a cover song, like johnny cash singing NIN's hurt, for instance.

but movies... remakes are tricky tricky tricky. the new "reimagined" batman was awesome.

charade is a great movie, the truth about charlie sucked.

ocean's eleven, the ring, cape fear... remakes for which i never saw the originals, so it's tough to say...

anyway. two remakes on the way: one is miami vice. maybe not *technically* a remake, since the original was on TV... but... i LOVED the series. that "little miss dangerous" episode where fiona played a hooker who would kill johns and then draw a weird picture and set a fire and go into a trance? awesome.

next: it's been reported that gwen stefani is going to star in a remake of baby doll, one of my favorites... a twisted southern gothic tale of a virginal, child-like bride and her older, aggro husband, this movie is perfect just the way it is, and carroll baker (pictured above) is amazing. please, gwen. i love you. you have the hair. but do you have the chops? don't ruin it, that is all i ask!

art fart / fashion tart

(via frankenstyles)

i love drawn.

it leads me to fun things like the artist known as frankenstyles and the cool fake jackson pollock app. (definitely click on the jackson pollock link, it is sooooo fun!!!!)

check the mad skills of frankenstyles:



my other 2 new favorite blogs:

the sartorialist

facehunter

(thanks piñacolada!)

good news.

the most beautifullest thing in the world:
it wasn't my camera that was broken, it was just a damaged memory card.

so i'm back in business, photographically speaking.

just a few highlights:
























as we all know, i am watching r2 while my sister is away.
shopping for dog food and dog treats is very interesting...
in duane reade the dog food is next to the pesticide.
in rite aid, the dog food is next to the baby food.

anywho, i totally dropped a few $$ at trixie and peanut... shh.

retrograde

is mercury in retrograde or something?

nothing is working properly.

le sigh

it's gonna be kinda quiet/blank around here til i get my camera fixed.