I just really need a drink.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
the first shots from bkk
Arrived in Bangkok yesterday morning to discover that it was remarkably more bearable than Hong Kong, weatherwise. Coming here makes me feel weird as I become acutely aware of the fact that the cost of one night in my hotel is someone's entire monthly salary. (And this is not even one of the most ballin' hotels in Bangkok.)
Going to Siam Center & Central World Plaza today. I heard there is a Topshop there.
Going to Siam Center & Central World Plaza today. I heard there is a Topshop there.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
stars shining bright above you
If you've been following my Twitter, you'll know that I've spent the past 2 days at the Hong Kong Convention & Exhibition Center (okay, maybe not exactly all that because they only allow for 140 characters) making an ass of myself. Not only was I approached to purchase items of extreme extravagance like a diamond utensil set and diamond iPod cover, but I also set off the security alarm today by accident, causing a frenzy with the security people. Oops.
I also met someone who designs sex toys for Hustler. He came up with the concept of Sex Twister. He is SO not what you would imagine a novelty toy designer to look like... or maybe he is.
I also met someone who designs sex toys for Hustler. He came up with the concept of Sex Twister. He is SO not what you would imagine a novelty toy designer to look like... or maybe he is.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
symbols clashing everywhere
I just arrived in Hong Kong today, after a brief layover in Korea. (Don't ever stay at the Best Western Incheon. Bootleggery is all around, starting with Westlife on repeat in the lobby and ending with the rock hard beds.)
Not much has happened today, but then again, it's only 4pm. I plan on getting into some serious mischief tonight with one of my old friends, Steenie, dropping in from Shenzen. A few things I've seen so far on my daring venture out of the hotel to brave the heat + humidity.
Not much has happened today, but then again, it's only 4pm. I plan on getting into some serious mischief tonight with one of my old friends, Steenie, dropping in from Shenzen. A few things I've seen so far on my daring venture out of the hotel to brave the heat + humidity.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
leaving on a jet plane for asia
Hello readers,
I know the past two posts have been a bit confusing. Yes, this is still a fashion blog. It's also about my life, so I'm going to be shifting gears a bit... basically meaning that I will be showing you more about my life. You will have more of an insight as to what I do on a daily basis, what I eat, what I wear, what I hate.
I'm on a plane going to Korea right now. Once I arrive, I will commence documenting this month long trip to the Asian continent. Keep checking back daily as I will have at least one photo per day. Whether or not words will accompany it is another question.
A.
I know the past two posts have been a bit confusing. Yes, this is still a fashion blog. It's also about my life, so I'm going to be shifting gears a bit... basically meaning that I will be showing you more about my life. You will have more of an insight as to what I do on a daily basis, what I eat, what I wear, what I hate.
I'm on a plane going to Korea right now. Once I arrive, I will commence documenting this month long trip to the Asian continent. Keep checking back daily as I will have at least one photo per day. Whether or not words will accompany it is another question.
A.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
gringos make verde tacqueria
Last Friday, Lillums and I met up at Verde Tacqueria for some much needed after-work drinks. (We also needed to celebrate my last day, although technically my last day was Monday.) We maneuvered our way through the sea of Milly and Lily Pulitzer dresses (barf) to find a table near the bathrooms. The smell of an old rag permeated our entire dinner, but by the time we sat down, I was too drunk to care.
The tacos are what you would expect a southern boy to conjure up in his dorm room. Inside a soft shell taco, you can opt for Old South pickin's like barbecue pork, short rib, and buffalo chicken. They also offer a bland variety of the typical Tex-Mex sides like refried beans and rice at an extra cost.
After finishing our too salty calamari out of sheer hunger, I dug into my pulled pork taco, while Lillie polished off her grilled fish in a matter of seconds. I suppose I should mention that instead of guacamole and salsa, I had coleslaw in my taco. I like coleslaw, but I could easily see how it's a problem with other people. Because other than the fact that it was wrapped inside a tortilla, my meal wasn't different from going to a BBQ joint.
All in all, not the best I've ever eaten. And the bartenders were assholes. Thanks for gypping me of my full glass of wine, asshole.
The tacos are what you would expect a southern boy to conjure up in his dorm room. Inside a soft shell taco, you can opt for Old South pickin's like barbecue pork, short rib, and buffalo chicken. They also offer a bland variety of the typical Tex-Mex sides like refried beans and rice at an extra cost.
After finishing our too salty calamari out of sheer hunger, I dug into my pulled pork taco, while Lillie polished off her grilled fish in a matter of seconds. I suppose I should mention that instead of guacamole and salsa, I had coleslaw in my taco. I like coleslaw, but I could easily see how it's a problem with other people. Because other than the fact that it was wrapped inside a tortilla, my meal wasn't different from going to a BBQ joint.
All in all, not the best I've ever eaten. And the bartenders were assholes. Thanks for gypping me of my full glass of wine, asshole.
Monday, June 15, 2009
kittenmasks' bonnaroo survival guide
For those of you who were wondering, I spent the last few days engulfed in music, mud, and rampant drug use at this year's Bonnaroo (a music festival in Manchester, TN). It was my first outdoor music festival experience as well as my first time camping, which proved to be an interesting combination.
Instead of paying $250, I decided to work as a volunteer, which not only allows you to see the shows for free but also equips you with necessities such as free access to a shower (with hot water!) as well as other nice perks like being able to slip to backstage (albeit with some coaxing at times).
We arrived in Manchester, TN at around 7pm on Tuesday to check in and had our tent set up at camp by 9pm. We spent some time getting to know our very nice neighbors who came from North Carolina, ATL (rep!), and Philadelphia. Everyone was so friendly and extremely willing to lend items like hammers and assist us with setting up our tent, etc.
On Wednesday, it started raining midday but cleared up by the time we went to the volunteer orientation. So, what kinds of jobs were volunteers required to do? It seems like a great number of people were "Trash Talkers," which meant that you either hung out near the trash cans and told people where to put their landfill/recyclables/compostable items or literally picked up the trash in Centeroo. Some people got lucky and got to work at the trash cans backstage, which meant that they were privy to some great information (like which celebrities were too fucked up to walk - ahem, Drew Barrymore and Justin Long - yes, they're back together) as well as a great view.
As for me, I landed a really cushy gig of escorting people back and forth to meetings with the marketing exec backstage. I didn't get to see anyone famous (or at least anyone I recognized but I did see a great number of groupies), but my co-volunteer saw Al Green, Karen O from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, and Wilco.
The shift times tend to vary. You could work in the morning, afternoon, or night. It's really luck of the draw. You can request to work with certain people, but there is no guarantee that you will work with them. It does help to submit your applications on the same day or even right after each other.
But aside from working, my main concern for the entire trip was: what am I supposed to wear? I looked towards Kate Moss for tips, as she's a frequent face at Glastonbury. Hunter rain boots are a must. They are durable, and the knee length ones protect extremely well (yes, you will have mud splashing up to your knees). Since the weather in the South nears 100% humidity, I opted to pair the boots with shorts and then wear a light T-shirt with a bathing suit underneath. Be sure to wear plenty of sunscreen because I ended up getting a nasty sunburn on my back.
Clothing-wise, you're going to see everything under the sun. There were playsuits, people dressed like an American Apparel ad, an Urban Outfitters lookbook, and a flashback to Woodstock styles. I even saw a woman who decided that pasties were a great alternative to shirts.
As for food, the vendors were extremely varied. There was the typical festival fare like hamburgers and hot dogs, but there were also fajitas, gumbo/jambalaya, and tofu stir fry. There were also lots of options for vegans, so don't fret if you're not into any of the stuff I mentioned.
The shows run pretty much all night long, so try to pace yourself as much as possible. Nap when you can at your own tent or at any of the places that offer air conditioning, like the cinema or comedy tents. I caught a lot of my zzz's there. Also, I would recommend spending some time at the smaller stages, as the acts can be more intimate and less crowded at the larger tents. I discovered some really good bands that way.
Lastly, do not go to Bonnaroo if you are any of the following:
Instead of paying $250, I decided to work as a volunteer, which not only allows you to see the shows for free but also equips you with necessities such as free access to a shower (with hot water!) as well as other nice perks like being able to slip to backstage (albeit with some coaxing at times).
We arrived in Manchester, TN at around 7pm on Tuesday to check in and had our tent set up at camp by 9pm. We spent some time getting to know our very nice neighbors who came from North Carolina, ATL (rep!), and Philadelphia. Everyone was so friendly and extremely willing to lend items like hammers and assist us with setting up our tent, etc.
On Wednesday, it started raining midday but cleared up by the time we went to the volunteer orientation. So, what kinds of jobs were volunteers required to do? It seems like a great number of people were "Trash Talkers," which meant that you either hung out near the trash cans and told people where to put their landfill/recyclables/compostable items or literally picked up the trash in Centeroo. Some people got lucky and got to work at the trash cans backstage, which meant that they were privy to some great information (like which celebrities were too fucked up to walk - ahem, Drew Barrymore and Justin Long - yes, they're back together) as well as a great view.
As for me, I landed a really cushy gig of escorting people back and forth to meetings with the marketing exec backstage. I didn't get to see anyone famous (or at least anyone I recognized but I did see a great number of groupies), but my co-volunteer saw Al Green, Karen O from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, and Wilco.
The shift times tend to vary. You could work in the morning, afternoon, or night. It's really luck of the draw. You can request to work with certain people, but there is no guarantee that you will work with them. It does help to submit your applications on the same day or even right after each other.
But aside from working, my main concern for the entire trip was: what am I supposed to wear? I looked towards Kate Moss for tips, as she's a frequent face at Glastonbury. Hunter rain boots are a must. They are durable, and the knee length ones protect extremely well (yes, you will have mud splashing up to your knees). Since the weather in the South nears 100% humidity, I opted to pair the boots with shorts and then wear a light T-shirt with a bathing suit underneath. Be sure to wear plenty of sunscreen because I ended up getting a nasty sunburn on my back.
Clothing-wise, you're going to see everything under the sun. There were playsuits, people dressed like an American Apparel ad, an Urban Outfitters lookbook, and a flashback to Woodstock styles. I even saw a woman who decided that pasties were a great alternative to shirts.
As for food, the vendors were extremely varied. There was the typical festival fare like hamburgers and hot dogs, but there were also fajitas, gumbo/jambalaya, and tofu stir fry. There were also lots of options for vegans, so don't fret if you're not into any of the stuff I mentioned.
The shows run pretty much all night long, so try to pace yourself as much as possible. Nap when you can at your own tent or at any of the places that offer air conditioning, like the cinema or comedy tents. I caught a lot of my zzz's there. Also, I would recommend spending some time at the smaller stages, as the acts can be more intimate and less crowded at the larger tents. I discovered some really good bands that way.
Lastly, do not go to Bonnaroo if you are any of the following:
- squeamish about drugs.
- squeamish or disapproving of open drug use in every form possible.
- unable to go without showering for one or more days.
- unable to bear other people not showering for one or more days.
- skeev at the idea of using a port a potty.
- attached to technology.
- melt at temperatures like 84* with 80% humidity.
- hate camping. With 80,000 other people.
- claustrophobic.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
somebody lurks in the shadows
I've been listening to M83's "Saturdays=Youth" for the past two weeks on repeat. Check out their awesome album covers.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
apologies
I'm sorry for the lack of updates as of late. I'm trying to finish up things here at work, pack for a music festival, and get ready for Asia. My social calendar is overflowing. But I'm never too busy to embarrass my friends. Here's a special treat for anyone who hates the Cascada song, "Everytime We Touch," if only because H&M played it every single time you went into the store.
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