picking cichorium

Twiggy used to be the hottest female of all times, and, in the words of Stephen Colbert, SO CAN YOU!

i started looking up all these pretty pictures after browsing through some stuff by C.P. Company and rag & bone. if financing of my b school education does not work out asap, i will degenerate to looking up pictures all day long. stupid global economy, i’d kill it.

i also heard there is this thing called Fashion Week. i heard about it from some coffee-mazed NY Mag programmers, so browsed through the site as a tribute to their hard work. me likes Preen’s collection, rag & bone, and, but of course, Barbie’s 50th Anniversary Show(a respectable drag queen could easily find a good outfit in that collection). as the rest of the crazy females who followed the innaguration just to see what Mrs. Obama would wear, i expected tons from Jason Wu, but i think his stuff sucked. 

P.S. i did not tell you this, but if you want to follow The Week without the cluttered madness of NY Mag, check out the NYT Fashion Week coverage.

P.P.S. if i go on at this rate, i will soon be posting about Gossip Girl. there’d better be some way to finance that MBA, or less!

I have no idea why one would need to go to Philadelphia to eat some poisonously greasy food, and yet I know of people who do that. Weirdos.

I like street art and all good-looking things readily available for the viewer without him/her having to hunt around galleries. Art History needs to hit the streets beyond chewing on graffitti over and over. 

Some stuff around ‘burg.

"i drem of love"

P.S. Another thanks to Jesse for the Rebel. I am getting hooked on the look of the expensive-camera pictures. Why would it be, honestly?

The Hipsterland intimidates me with every girl in bright tights and every guy with long bangs.

Octopuses, on the other hand, don’t intimidate me, so I stick to those. 

The first of the puses

#2

octopuses all around

Looks like the last one for today

Emptyheadedness is responsible for these profound posts, so don’t ask me any questions, ok?

P.S. Thanks to Jesse for letting me walk around with his awesome Canon Rebel; too bad I wasted it on the octopuses.

I am very sad to leave East Village, but, mostly, I am sad about leaving St. Mark’s Market.

Ice Land

The new location has its own funk, which will be explored in great detail. Promise.