Lucky in Love!

I'm gonna tell yee a lil-ull stor-ee. Way back when I bought a watch. It was a wonderful watch. It was a rare watch. It was my favorite watch. Then quite a few years back when I was tightening my purse strings so I could guiltlessly afford my various substance abuses...aka beer money, I sold this watch to a friend of mine. My best friend. Ha. I sold it for more than I paid for it. Ha ha. Chump. But then. But then I had to watch (no pun intended, really) my best friend wear this watch over and over and over again. Time after time. (Again, no pun intended, really...okay maybe that one was intended.) It burned me up inside. It chapped my hide. It chafed my thighs. Really! Who was the chump now? Yeah. You guessed it. This guy. *points and waves thumbs at self* Anyway, I searched the world over, checked eBay religiously, and years later I found a brand new one on eBay and immediately gobbled it up. Didn't even take the time to bid. I "bought it now!" The cool thing, I paid less than what I sold it for. Score! My friend's watch - my old watch - broke. He can no longer wear it. Hehehe. (I know, pure evil.) And suddenly I had my watch back. Well. Fuckity fucken fuck fuck! (I really have a way with words, huh?) I lost that shit five months after it making it's way back into my life. But still, I consider myself really lucky. Here's the thing. How does that dumb-ass saying go? It's better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all. Well, I loved that watch. I loved that watch twice. See? I'm so lucky.


(I still do have this one in orange, but it's just not the same. I can't find a pic of the one I lost it's so rare, but I will continue on searching. If anyone finds one (the watch, not the pic that is), let me know and I'll buy it. It's a Seiko Timetron h Watch. Slim. Gray. Lastly, I think I might know where I lost it and who has it. Would that be weird if I held a stakeout to to get that shit back?)

This on the heels of my last post?

Men in bras now. Sheesh. I'm sure panty liners will be next. This just in from the Metro. I'm sorry. I can't help it. I love that little paper. Anyway, in Japan, men are wearing bras to relax. Really? Read on.

TOKYO. A growing number of Japanese men are opting to secretly wear bras underneath their suits in the latest fad to sweep the nation.

WishRoom, the underwear company, has sold more than 6,000 “man bras” to stressed salarymen as a means of relaxation since launching late last year.

In its online store, the company sells a range of pink, white and black bras called “Men’s Premiere Brassiere” complete with detachable straps which at first sight appear to bear no difference from female versions.

That's all she wrote. That's how the article ended. WTF? How can that be relaxing? Hey fellas wearing bras, please enlighten us.

Men with Totes

This is not a follow-up band to Men without Hats. It's simply an observation, and if you think about it, an oxymoron. Men with totes; it just ain't right. A man with a tote bag is like a a man with a brassiere (a woman's undergarment for supporting the breasts). It's not quite offensive (oops, sorry about the Palin in the pic), but unnecessary and embarrassing not to mention emasculating. It was killing me to stand by passively without taking a firm stance. If you participate in this practice, I'm sure you think it's very hipster of you, but please stop. Stop it! Final verdict: I hate man totes.

unveiling a new appreciation

Don't tar and feather me just yet for saying this, but I’m not a huge fan of animation. I don’t know why, but it's what I've always told myself. I always say I don't relate; I can't get into it. I mean, yeah, I enjoyed cartoons as kid but that's different. This notion is so strongly etched into my brain that I had myself foolishly, fully convinced of this aversion. A testament to the power of thought because the fact of the matter is every time I watch or see something animated I enjoy it. (Actually, maybe this example discredits the power of thought. Something I'll have to think about a bit more.) I guess I had to say all that just so I could say this: I adore Wall-E.

I'm also starting to like a lot more. Other great animations of note: The work of my friend Micheline. I get the pleasure of working with her on many projects. If you need a website, or anything designed for that matter, she's your gal. And this cartoon, Crazy Mixed Up Pup, always a favorite.

Shake Shack, Lady Gaga, SoCo and Lime

I almost forgot to mention, but it's still worth doing so now. Last Saturday I went to Shake Shack for the first time. I had a single cheeseburger, a NY Hot Dog (with kraut), a chocolate shake and some crispity-crunchity french fries before heading to the Lady Gaga concert where I had enough SoCo and Lime to propel me through Ruth's party. I highly recommend everything mentioned in this post. Thanks Brie, Bonnie and Nick. And Ruth!

Hunt Slonem

Is eclectically eccentric. Take a gander at Huntropolis, his Hell's Kitchen work/life space. Wow. Wouldn't you love a wall of the Rabbit series paintings just like this? Although, I'm sure I would love everything in every one of his estates. Get this. One day out walking during lunchtime in Hell's Kitchen I captured video of these birds. I know they were his.

Rachel Getting Hated It!

I just watched Rachel Getting Married. Granted I slept through most of it, thank god, but man, that movie stunk. What if I paid $13 to see it in the theater? I'd be pissed! Big thumbs down. Big. Of course, Netflix it just in case you like it (there were some redeeming qualities), but really I want you to share in my misery. It loves company. And you know what else? I don't think I can bring myself to the theaters anymore for fear of paying that much for a movie and hating it. Tony Getting Wise.

tree print series

This image is the Bristlecone Pine, the oldest living tree in the world (4,767 years old). Check out the entire series. http://www.andersknutsson.com/. I'll take one of each.

A Must Have

Tufted Ball-in-Claw Camel Back Sofa, except in blue leather. I'm thinking Hemingway or Blueberry. What do you think? Hot, right?