Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Happy New Year



Happy New Year to all. I was looking for the most awesome version of this song to post, and decided for a number of reasons that this Chinese Karaoke version was priceless. I hope it's a good one!

Monday, December 22, 2008

Merry Christmas from Calgary



We are leaving for Kimberly, B.C. for one week tomorrow, but for tonight Lauren and I will be living it up in Calgary.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Paul is that you?



Looks like you took your Emergen - C.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Christmas at Fashion Crimes

Fashion Crimes had a sale/party last week, which was awesome.




Thanks for the pictures Peter. O yea that necklace cost $1,600!

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Nobody does nail porn quite like Ms. Carey



Has anyone smelt it? Is it anything like pussy juice

Susan Cheever, great NY Times column

I really enjoyed reading this, about addiction and environment in the NY Times opinion pages yesterday.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Honestly, love that guy who threw his shoe

So Justin and I were channel surfing last night and we caught the CNN coverage of the Iraqi reporter throwing his shoes at W. So of course this morning I knew I had to post it.



I agree, W's reaction time is impressive.

I also liked the sexy black guy on CNN who said, "after we get back from the break we will discuss how this could have happen." I mean come on, the guy took off his shoes and chucked them, it is not rocket science. CNN's coverage was by far the funniest, they even got the football screen pens out to show all of America the secret service reactions. Priceless. I could go on, but it is funnier if you just watch.



Your right George it is amusing.
I also like the guy on you tube who labeled his clip of the incident shoe terror. hahahaha

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Burger with AIDS



True Blood is amazing. I am spiraling out of control with my addiction for it.

Aiko the fembot



I have developed a true obsession with robots. I posted this a while back, and now I have found Aiko. She is the first Canadian android. And this guy Le Trung spent $20,000 of his own money to build her. I love that he makes it clear that Aiko is not a sex toy, and she doesn't like it when you touch her breasts.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Dame Liz, fierce nails

I don't know about the rest of her outfit, but her nails are workin it. You look fab Lizzy T.

Monday, December 8, 2008

The Car Czar, really?

While Wall Street got to walk away with what will likely add up to trillions of dollars, in a lot of Washington sweetheart deals, the auto makers wont be so lucky. It seems that congressional oversight will at least attempt to do as it was designed. The public hearing on the auto bailouts have ensured that some details about where all our money might be going, is getting to the public. Ralph Nader, on Friday's Democracy Now highlighted the public nature of the auto industry, by pointing out that the top three car makers employ 1 in 10 Americans. He also stressed that a bailout of the auto makers might allow Congress to make fundamental changes to that industry, which could grow our economy exponentially. And today the Democrats pushed on legislation that might actually get the deal done. But as usual they haven't gone far enough. None of the executives of the Big Three, Chrysler, GM and Ford are being forced to resign. And President Bush will have the authority to appoint the "Car Czar," are you joking me. Then there are the concessions by the UAW. Labour has agreed to limit expensive retiree health benefits and bank accounts for idle workers. However, in return the UAW may have gained something far more valuable, possible shared ownership in GM. According to the New York Times they will be looking for, "a seat on the board of directors."

O yea and there is Nancy. Hi Nancy. Although I will say it is nice to see the California flag.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Rihanna, fierce nails


Perez, who cares about her tattoo, look at her nails. So fierce

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Fashion Inspiration

Sometimes I suffer from seasonal rustiness -

Thank the Sartorialist

Friday, December 5, 2008

David Hammons at Art Basel Miami Beach


The New York Times on Art Basel Miami Beach -

"These lines truly sum up the experience of a frenetic fair that embraces more than 200 galleries and numerous ancillary exhibitions and events in other locations in the Miami area. To take in so much art in so short a period of time is by turns thrilling, numbing and totally mystifying."

Meet me in St. Louis



One of my all time favorite scenes. Needs no explanation.

I tried to find a clip with the following scene as well. It is the one in which John Truett has to tell our heroine Ester, played by Judy Garland, that he had basketball practice and got to the tailors after it closed, and he hasn't got a tuxedo to take her to the winter dance. He asks her, "if she hates him, " and Judy replies
"No John, I hate basketball."

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Buffalo... who knew?

We got a late start on Sunday. Breakfast for six. The unload at Massey St. Then we sat at the border for an hour. We took that time to take care of the essentials at duty free. I came up with an idea about a tv drama series set at the border. That was after we watched an aggressive detention in the lane over from us, four cars up. (I later found out that the CBC started airing The Border last January. I actually turned it on Monday when I got home.) We were almost over and into Buffalo, but it was getting late and I was getting antsy. But Paul would not be deterred from the Albright-Knox, and with Emily-Rose along for the ride I was gonna have to swallow my concerns. And Kim needed a fix.

I can't believe that Buffalo has been there all this time, and I never got it. I knew it was a rust-bin classic, with an important history as a once rich city. I have actually spent some harrowing time at both the Buffalo airport and the Greyhound bus station, so I had seen some of the downtown landmarks. And I can remember being at the old train station when I was young. The Albright-Knox, is world-class. And it rivals anything I have seen, not as big as some, but intense on the same level. The only let down was that the restaurant was closed, so we had to go elsewhere.
And that was when we hit the property tour.


There was still some pretty good light.

I particularly like this one for sale at a cool $700,000. That is significant land, and canapy coverage.



And for good measure the dramatically lit State Hospital.

I'm not even a fan

But Madonna looks fierce.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Bored? Go wash your face



and this one. Even your friends will notice.



I love how that one begins too, it just sucks you in.

I used to have such a hateful relationship with commercials, because I always changed the channel and inevitably missed parts of whatever show I was watching. But then something happened and I realized how amazing some commercials are. Absolutely hilarious. Ashwarya Rai makes these mascara commercials true art.



Dare to shock



the eyes opening slowly. And her make-up.

This look was actually pretty easy

o maria your easy prom curls are amazing. So into this comerical right now, it makes me want to spend hours on a simple hair do.



just flip your head over, spray, then flip it back.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Youth is for Crazy

As most of my close friends know my grandmother Jean (Blackie) Mattimore passed away last May. Blackie was a really important person in my life, and not just because I could sign her chits at the Stamford Yacht Club. Every summer, as a kid I went to Connecticut and stayed with Blackie, who hated being called grandma, or anything of that nature. We played Candyland and she taught me to play bridge and gin rummy. As I got older, she always let me know when I was "looking slim" and we stated cocktailing together. I will never forget the summer I was 19, I visited, on my own, and she ordered me a drink. I knew then that I had never known her, but that I was desperate to make up for lost time. From then on I cherished our time together. I worked shifts with Blackie at the hospital cafe, went to lady luncheons, garden clubs, yacht club events and meet all the right Stamford society. I had a relationship with her that is entirely unlike anything else. Something special, I think grandparents are designed like that. Those summers, I was never happier than talking political shop with my Grandmother and her friends.

And then the day came that Hazel called, from Blackie's, with the news. The funeral was intense, and I didn't keep it together during my rendition of Bye Bye Blackbird. Afterwards I spent months working and partying, thinking that I had come to terms with everything. I was grateful for my memories of her. I will never forget the summer I interviewed Blackie for my thesis on wedding symbolism. But there was regret, a sensation that I didn't know everything there was to know. I feared that everything as it stands these days would belittle her legacy, her investments, which I respected. But Blackie was smart she guarded against insecurity. Hedged her bets. No doubt being a product of the Depression informed her sensibilities. And having been a widow for so long, she had to protect her advantages completely alone. Death usually brings a mess in its wake, and despite Blackie's preparations there was stuff, clutter, and confusion. There were also things I knew I wanted, that gave me a sense of her. Last week was the first time I'd been back to CT since the funeral. And my opportunity to decide what of the things left I wanted. I mean the mallard lamps were a no brainer, and the folk art painting, but I had no idea that I would end up with so much furniture. That was where the marathon road trip idea came from.
Paul told me he would come with, and I appreciated it even though I knew he had ulterior motives. And there were other complications. So we hopped in the rental truck, a Ford F-150, white, which we named Kim after our favorite "real" housewife from Atlanta, and we hit the road. I don't think I will ever forget driving from NY to Toronto and back in 48 hours, and then hopping on a plane to fly home. Not very Al Gore, but what crazy memories. By the time Paul and I got to Binghamton on Sunday night we were delirious, laughing and joking and singing bad pop songs. But that one night only Toronto party was epic and will not soon be forgotten.

More Tina

Tina Fey for Press Secretary! Campaign starts now.



Thanks Michael K

Monday, December 1, 2008

Kylie why don't you ever tour North America?

Honestly Kylie North America needs you.