Aug 15, 2009

Intervention with wall pieces.

Aug 14, 2009

Aug 13, 2009

Hot Commies

Hearts

JEEP GLAMOUR

Monster Mash






















Perez Hilton officially launched a new website today, meant to bring together fashion and entertainment (how novel!) for the greater good of 20-something ladies. I'm guessing it's just going to be another forum for him to make up words and use "u" instead of "you", and the fashion angle gives him unlimited space and content with which to be a behemothic misogynist. In the most recent 2 pages he calls Kate Moss "geriatric" and thanks Chanel for not showing Lily Allen's face in a new ad campaign that the singer is featured in. Oh yeah, he also did this.

Light in August



What About Style?--1986

The worst song I ever loved. Sometime, in the fall of '04, when I was minutes away from being booted out of Massachusetts and College, I tripped out over "More Bounce (In California)." It appeared on episodes of The O.C. and Laguna Beach. It stuck. It was on constant repeat. One of my roommates was Californian, from (the beautiful and important) Humboldt County. She hated this song's guts and was stupefied by my obsession with it, as I am now. Crackpoint. Enjoy the stunning montage and ditty:

Aug 10, 2009

Verses

"Dance Hall Days"
Jeremy Ryder (or, Jack Hues)
1983

Take your baby by the hand,
And make her do a high hand stand.
Take your baby by the heel,
And do the next thing that you feel.

We were so in phase
In our dance hall days.
We were cool on craze.
When I, you, and everyone we knew,
Could believe, do, and share in what was true.
Oh, I said:

Take your baby by the hair,
And pull her close and there there there.
Take your baby by the ears,
And play upon her darkest fears.

We were so in phase
In our dance hall days.
We were cool on craze.
When I, you, and everyone we knew,
Could believe, do, and share in what was true.
Oh, I said:

So take your baby by the wrist,
And in her mouth an amethyst.
And in her eyes two sapphires blue,
And you need her and she needs you,
And you need her and she needs you.

We were so in phase
In our dance hall days.
We were cool on craze.
When I, you, and everyone we knew,
Could believe, do, and share in what was true.

ICK

The Teen (meaning 8-yr-old) Choice Awards.

Books

'Walking limitations' discourse dressing.

DOS OCHOS