August 1, 2010 § Leave a comment
Behold! The Gaga Lady on the September cover of British Vanity Fair. The stories look like they’ll be sooo good. I guess now I need to add this to the pile of September issues I gotta get. So far!: V, French Vogue, W (now under Stefano Tonchi!). PS: Does the hair in this picture remind anybody of the Gaga + Oprah story from American Vogue?
July 31, 2010 § Leave a comment
Carine Roitfeld is insanely more fabulous than Anna Wintour. Not that Anna isn’t fabulous, too. I guess I just relate to Carine a little more. Maybe it’s all the black clothes, the coal around the eyes and her touch of rock and roll. I was just rewatching The September Issue and Anna was “concerned” about the number of black clothes in the issue. Um, helllloooo, you can never have enough black.
July 26, 2010 § 1 Comment
Just when you thought Alexander McQueen’s alien/armadillo shoes were a sight for fierce feet, meet Atalanta Weller’s “football” shoe. Love, love, love.
Who needs mace, now? When you’re walking alone at night on that dark street and some doosh gives you a hard time, all you have to do roll one of these off your feet and bust a hole in his head.
July 26, 2010 § Leave a comment
Last Monday, RuPaul’s long-awaited Drag U. , the latest brainchild from her blond highlighteness, premiered on the LOGO Network. Drag U. is basically a spin-off of Drag Race, that super successful reality competition series that’s searching for America’s Next Drag Superstar. Shantay you stay. Before I saw the first episode of Drag U., I didn’t really know what to expect. Whatever it was, I knew that Ru would serve the kids something fierce. And honey, there’s nothing I like more than a 7-foot tall drag queen in my television screen. Worrrrrk. « Read the rest of this entry »
July 20, 2010 § 1 Comment
This piece originally appeared on Splice Today.
1:07 p.m.: nd it’s already been 10 minutes—I’m sooo late for my pedicure—and I’m just standing inside the bank cubicle along with everybody else and we’re all so annoyed and you know what? We don’t care if you know we’re pissed off, either, so we tap our feet and sigh just enough so you can hear how irritated we are and we peek out of the line to look back at you like you’re a fuckin’ idiot, I mean really This Is New York and everybody is impatient, and that’s what you get when you’re the asshole who takes forever at the ATM machine, I mean maybe you don’t remember your pass code or maybe your card is expired but, whatever, I don’t really care—I want what everybody else waiting on this line wants: get to the machine, pull out my denomination of $20, $40, or $100 dollars and get on with the rest of m
July 19, 2010 § 1 Comment
This piece originally appeared on Thought Catalog.
Christopher Nolan’s epic masterpiece Inception is just about as narcissistic as movies can get. I mean really: it’s 2 ½ hours long and you have to stay put the whole time or you’ll miss an extremely important plot twist. Also: nobody knows what it’s about. I imagine the thought bubble inside Nolan’s head going something like, “My name is Christopher Nolan, and I’m going to develop a plot so above people’s heads that nobody will get it.“ « Read the rest of this entry »
July 15, 2010 § Leave a comment
“The best thing to do is to always compete with yourself and not to compete with others. The only thing you can control is your own performance and what you’re doing to yourself and with yourself. You also have to be careful about how you handle it, because you never know. That one cunt-y person could become the new Editor-In-Chief. Sometimes the nasty person wins.” [Complex]