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05 November 2008

because I can FEEL YOUR GLARES OF ACCUSATION for not outfit posting in like, decades

My wear: All from Goodwill. Word?

This is what I wore for Halloween. I hung out with my Jersey manbitches and my Jew. We ate authentic Mexican tacos obnoxiously and watched toddlers break dance for hugs. Keane "Manbitch" was a pirate (Jack Sparrow duh), Jaime was a pregnant Joe the Plumber, Jew was Joey Ramone, and I was like... a mime-bullfighter person with no real costume. I don't really like Halloween tbqh. To make this paragraph even remotely helpful and relevant to you, Magnolia cupcakes are predictably overpriced and too sugary. Not the first time I've gone there and I hope its the last simply because it's a tourist trap.

Jew wearing mah leathuh jacket which I have been wearing nonstop because I read Jen's blog too much

The mood of Halloween is decidedly more sinister in Jersey than in Manhattan though, which is why we all went into the city. Jersey is not all that bad and truly does not smell as bad as people say, but the gang violence you hear about is totez true.


Schools were dismissed early on Friday so people could avoid the streets. Gangs marked 31 women to kill last week, apparently. Mostly I would not believe this as it was set on Halloween, but police were out patrolling Newark and my house literally had no trick-or-treaters at all. Also, last Halloween I witnessed someone about half a mile from my house get a buck fifty.

On a happier note, I have a new refrigerator!

17 August 2008

fashion flipside

My aunty dearest emailed me a flyer for Fashion Flipside, a festival on the Lower East Side. Sounded cool, so I went with Abigail (F MINUS ASSISTANT, WHO FALLS ASLEEP DURING A RUNWAY SHOW?!). We arrived late but did see some pretty nice outfits, got free soda, got into our daily bitch fights with each other, and pet random dogs.

It was no Alexander McQueen HC but then again, it was just a show displaying clothes from boutqies on Orchard, Bleeker & Stanton so it wasn't to be expected. That said, it was still fun to watch for me and I took pictures for you all.

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A great deal of the dresses are a bit TOO chocha friendly, if you know what I mean? It's probably because the models are all legs (for which I say I HATE YOU) but yes, I did see a flash of butt and I don't know if I'd pay boutique prices for something that barely covers my ass. I was digging this dress though, it's lacy and frou-frou.

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This reminded me of Antoine Peters for some unknown reason (love you Antoine, your new collection rocks), and that chick that got eliminated from Project Runway for her anticlimactic dress. I like it, kinda? Ruffles = key to my heart, it's too juvenile for me to fall in love with though. Even ignoring the Lil' Mama pose.

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I love love love this girl, she such a bombshell. My dad thinks she looks too Disney Princess in this photo, whatever. She has an ass, she has an epic cut, and I could mimic this look in a second with a quick trot to f21.

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Cochas beware. This mini dress is very cute, and Mr Hat guy is very appreciative. Too much. Really.

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Walk walk walk swish swish swish swish.

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Ooooh Lanvin-y bellows! I loved watching her walk. I dislike the pattern on the material they used (jersey) because it made it look cheap. Then again any nod to Lanvin is on slippery territory for me... the original is just too fierce to touch.

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Ignore the outfit. LOOK AT HER HAIR. I WANT IT. NOW.

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Hmmm... is all I can say. I am such a helpful and articulate reviewer, right?

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Oh hai there, Express months past gradient cocktail dress. How nice of you to show.

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One of my favorite models, she reminds me of Chictopia. I want the skirt. Color combo = Richard Chai, pleats = "too many ideas in mah head" girl on Project Runway.

Oh, but my favorite look and model. Too fierce, just too fierce.

hooker fabulous

Call me. I'll be in this, waiting. *winks, walks back to corner*

16 May 2008

you can be DonDon, her aztec warrior elephant


The adventures of my best friend Reggie Bob. I bring him around everywhere, really. He's my test taking good luck charm, my hat, my weapon, my muse...... I am not kidding when I say I bring him everywhere I go. My friends have given up on trying to pretend they don't know me when this happens. In fact, I've had to field several marriage proposals to dear RB to his entourage of Cowboys and Indians.

On Wednesday I went to Kinokuniya and Go Go Curry with my friend Peter and of course, Minion.


Before we went to GGC I got distracted by the delightful line of fabric stores lining the street.

Some of these were surprisingly cheap, at $4 a yard. I'm pondering if I should go back and grab fabric for a skirt. If you know I had any skillz at all with a sewing machine. (The last time I sewed I couldn't do a hankie.)

AHHHH IT'S ALIVE


Then we ate. Om nom nom.


This is the product of my journey. A.N.A.L (yes that is it's name and yes it is as lowbrow as it's name and no it was not worth the pretty boys) I should have gotten the fabric. D: It wasn't even bad enough to be funny to be good. Just bad enough to be funny.

And before this turns into the stupidest post on my blog, fashion related:



Hi, this is me turning STALKER! crossing the street and before I knew it I took a picture. I wish I had seen her front so it didn't end up being a picture of her butt. (Pretty ruffled butt though!)

22 March 2008

posession and nail polish. joys.

Yesterdays adventure turned out to be a double edged sword. Hanging out with Jew is always fun, although it always results in blatant threats on lives and me owing her money (and a sweater, but whatever). I didn't think I'd buy much and I was absolutely right. After 5+ hours walking and $22 spent on transportation (I HATE you, ticket increase.) Abigail and I ended up buying 2 shirts combined, with takoyaki and yakisoba on our breath and blisters on our feet.

The thing most people don't realize about the City is that well, it's crowded. And expensive. And really effing irritating when you have to push past a million tourists that don't know what they're doing and also, transportation costs money so you've got to factor that in. Even though Abigail and I are frequent city goers, we didn't really factor in the cost of fare so halfway through I was broke and she ended up shouldering the costs of fare. Anyway, back to the point: if you think a Friday is a good day to go in the city and you'll somehow find a great deal amongst the many hipster boutiques, you'll probably be sadly disappointed. The majority of the good stores are located in Brooklyn, Queens, and Williamsburg, not NYC. Even then, inflation sucks and with the dollar failing hard at life you're going to spend more than you want to anyway.
Nevertheless, I'm happy with my purchase although the means of getting it kind of sucked.

Enough with the depressing reality! You want pictures, no?

First stop: Eating. We went to our favorite dig in the city for cheap food, Otafuku (236 E 9th street). Absolutely miniscule, with no seating inside, so we ate our yakisoba and takoyaki at the local starbucks.


damn i'm hungry now.

After that, we went to Urban Outfitters to find Jew some skirts for her Spring Wardrobe. I've always thought of Urban as a glorified and overpriced ebay, this didn't change from the visit. I like the clothes but it's too much money on something I can find at a thrift store...and I said that, frequently, as I went through the racks. Turned up empty handed.



After that, we went on our way to Uniqlo, but Metropolis caught my eye. It's primarily directed to men--leather jackets, menswear, and vintage tshirts are abound while the womens section is shunned to one or two racks and the dress section can be measured if you stretch your hands. It's got a huge amount of shoes though, I'll give them that. It's got O.K pricing, nothing to write home about but good quality for your money. Pricing for tshirts range from $24-$95, shoes are $35+. I wanted to buy many things, my wallet had no space. (SURPRISE.) Looking into it now I realize East Village does in fact have a nice amount of vintage stores for around the same price range, so next time when I have a decent amount to spend I'll document my visits there.

My dream boots (i went "kjhakdjasdasdasd", dramatic feint and all) are $95 dollars. These pink pumps remind me of the bow Louboutins, that for for $23423423482424 or around there. $45 dollars if I recall. CLICK TO ENLARGE; the pictures are beautiful. 2nd pic is my wallpaper actually hahaha.

Random note: Nylon and Paper (Lindsay Lohan cover) can be found on the corner of Eighth and Bleeker. Just random, if you're in the East Village and want to buy them.

I don't remember the exact sequence of events so forgive me if the pictures are out of order (you can't tell anyway, ha ha ha). On our way somewhere, I think to Uniqlo, we passed by Irregular Choice and the store front caught my eye so I dragged Abigail in despite her protests of it being "too girly". I'm less girly than her and personally when I think polka dot boots I imagine visual kei bands and a helluvalot of product in your hair.



I was moaning on about all the pretty shoes, and taking pictures of everything in the relatively empty store. I know some stores don't like pictures being taken so I took them quickly underneath my little hat and tried some on just to see how they feel. (A pair of green oxford style pumps and red flats, both $150+)

click to enlarge. (small selection of what they had--seems like they had all stock from their website as well as the clothes.

After that short visit, we went down your atypical alleyway and I stopped in my tracks at this display window.



Click to enlarge. Oh my god, expletives are required to describe to you the contents of the store from what I saw through the window. No one was inside ad the door was locked, which sucked so I couldn't go in and ogle at the beauty. I'm positive this was something big, I just don't know what.


At the end of the journey (Uniqlo, but of course) we ended up getting two lovely shirts. This was my first visit to Uniqlo...I've got things to say.

  1. All asians in the entire world, marry me.
  2. Mostly Japanese designers, actually. You make my world ROCK.
  3. Uniqlo has amazing jeans as expected, and it's effing huge. Holy crap, epicly enormous. Also, the elevator is fun and I'm stupid sometimes.
Abigail bought the tank top with designs by Hiro Sugiyama and Kaname Yamaguchi, who are pretty much GODS in the anime and manga world, for $15.50. I purchased the second shirt, by an English dude which . It's big, so I'm going to wear it as a dress or a tunic with black latex leggings or my floral tights and combat boots if and when I buy them.




Shirt information (the tag) here and here.

I'll post my street pictures on a rainy day, they really deserve a post of their own. Off to bed for me!

p.s many thanks to abigail for taking the last four shots, as well as the tag shots, and letting me use her camera for the trip. Ily. =D

edit: SORRY JESUS. Abigail's shirt was designed by

O-FUCKING-SAMA-FUCKING-TEZUKA,

who apparently owns heaven and hell and created manga and I should be shot at for not reading the tag properly.