22 or 23.
it smelled like vacation in the elevator this morning. like ban du soleil. which actually doesn’t smell like vacation to me but smells like my dad washing cars. i love that smell. ban du soleil. in boston this weekend, fran and i made friends with these two girls at the bar next to us. christine and her friend lauren (i think that was her name. she was kind of boring) were about to...
just put a pillow on an ugly guy and do him– kate dishes her best sex advice
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i think it’s my conair infitinity one and a quarter inch curling iron– amalie answers the question: why does your hair look so good?
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‘excuse me,’ the woman next to me said as she got up to slide past me, ‘this is my stop.’ ‘knock ‘em dead,’ i said to her. ‘thanks,’ she said staring at me for a bit. and then, with a smile: ‘i will.’ what a pleasant little exchange, i thought, i really like that. i threw a party the other weekend and while changing records, i...
welcome to the titz carlton
we are shooting at the ritz carlton for the magazine. in an email to PR, i wrote: ‘please send anything to the titz carlton for earliest delivery on wednesday.’ the titz carlton. that email went out to approximately 25 different people. the titz carlton! ‘sorry, but in the last email i sent i referred to the ritz carlton as the titz carlton. please send anything to the ritz...
i feel like your light switches are lower. or maybe it’s just because...– anna taglia
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spanks a lot.
i realized as i left my house today that i left a wooden paint stirrer in my sink that says ‘spank someone happy!’ i got this during the gay pride parade a few years ago (remember how many friends and enemies we made with that little gem, chance?). N E WAYZ… i was using it this morning to stir a protein shake (doesn’t that sound macho?!) and just left it in my sink. this is...
sometimes i just let the lips do the talking when i’ve been drinking– elise schmitt explains her brilliant sense of timing
peace be with you all.
i’m using wireless internet access on the airplane ride home. it’s strange and creepy to connect so high above the earth. and my neighbor to the left, i think he’s trying to spy on what i’m writing. yup. i’m writing about you, mister. go ahead, read your national geographic. keep on reading your article about el nino—you’re not the only one who can eavesdrop,...
so half-way through the flight, i had to use the restroom. however, 9E decided that he didn’t want to stand up. just shift his knees to the side for me to squeeze through. 9D got up like a gentlemen, but 9E, he just didn’t want to budge. so i was faced with this awkward maneuver. should i A) straddle him with my front side facing him so that i could slide past, but not without...
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of ghosts and plaid
in my place the other night i saw a chinese man float past my window. smiling. weird weird weird. and the other night, i saw ghosts in my room at my parents house. a man and a woman who were dressed in old-timey outfits walking slowly toward me from my door. i threw a pillow at them and turned on my light quickly. this is not the first time i’ve seen ghosts in that room. my parent’s...
don’t look now, but that man is taking photos of you– sam, my bodyguard
paris is for finding inspiration
on the way back from paris, i casually flip through american way magazine to see what movies will be playing: the invention of lying. and ghost town. really? is this some kind of cruel trick, i think? two movies starring ricky gervais in an eight hour period? it’s not that i don’t like ricky gervais (well, i’m not his biggest fan) but i really just think a little variety is...