December 2009
“Never go on trips with anyone you do not love.”
– Ernest Hemingway (via rulesformyunbornson)
My perfume blog.
Well, I have been working on a super-top-secret perfume blog for a while, and while it’s not nearly ready to have some launch party or roll out to a myriad of PR contacts, I would like to perhaps get it out there, so the only readers aren’t my mom and my BFF (although I’m eternally grateful for their sweet words about it).
It’s wordy and all about the stink of life,...
419. Real sweaters don't have zippers.
(via rulesformyunbornson)
Really? People are getting pretentious about “real sweaters” now? Jesus christ. It’s like the world has an asshole so tight it could shit diamonds, but it’s not shitting diamonds, y’all. It’s just all serious business no fun. REAL SWEATERS DON’T HAVE ZIPPERS.
Come on. REALLY? Nostalgia/the-way-we-were… FOR...
“I love strip clubs…and not in an ironic post-modern sort of way. I just...”
– From Yelp’s comments on Gallagher’s 2000 (http://www.yelp.com/biz/gallaghers-2000-long-island-city)
1. Why on earth does someone feel the need to call out their love for strip clubs “not in an ironic post-modern sort of way”? On Yelp.com? I call bullshit.
2. There is no...
Doing work for hire makes me feel like a dirty...
snowce:
At least being a whore pays well. Having to get a real job would totally put a damper on my tumblering abilities.
The phrase “dirty dirty art whore” sounds so decadent and chic.
