Saturday, December 6, 2008

why is it called black friday?

Why is it called Black Friday? I thought it was because everyone starts shopping at the ass crack of dawn (most start waiting in line by 8pm or so), but Wikipedia tells me that it's referring to the heavy traffic "in comparison to the extremely stressful and chaotic experience of Black Tuesday.". That would have been my second guess.

I skipped the crowds and took advantage of the sale on Oak NYC, which finally arrived Friday. I finally got my hands on Surface to Air's three-finger ring, which I first spotted exactly a year ago.




dress.
complex geometries. boots. jeffrey campbell. ring. surface to air.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

if we met now, we wouldn't be friends

It's been unnaturally cold this week. Cold weather hinders my wardrobe plans. Mother Nature is a real bitch sometimes.

Did anyone else catch the Britney special on MTV last weekend? I felt so guilty for talking smack about her when she was more than a hot mess. My friend Tom really put my emotions succinctly:
"I think what I find the most tragic is that this girl is clearly not an idiot, but she also doesn't have the background or the education to articulate herself in a way that I think would make more people respect her."




top. American Apparel. bottom. Sisley. jacket. Warehouse. boots. Faith. necklace. Bebe.

Monday, December 1, 2008

turkey & gravy

As Asian as my family can be, we go all out on Thanksgiving. I'm talking about green bean casserole, collard greens, cornbread, candied yams, sweet potato pie, homemade gravy, and lots and lots of turkey and ham. It is a veritable feast. And now that the kids are older, we add drink to the mix. Not that we need it.





Thursday, November 20, 2008

shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars

Since the accident, I've spent most of my time trying to finish the 800-page biography of John Lennon written by Philip Norman. It's no secret that I have a soft spot for The Beatles, especially John Lennon. As much as I question whether or not John was an Asiaphile and if Yoko is crazy/was responsible for breaking up the greatest band of the 20th century, there's no denying John & Yoko's power as lasting fashion icons.



Fedoras, large rimmed glasses, long dresses in neutral colors, fur, and headbands are all items that are currently in hot demand. But in addition to their sartorial wisdom, they also had a few messages that seem strangely pertinent to today:

Imagine all the people,
Living life in peace..
You may say that I'm a dreamer,
But I'm not the only one.
I hope someday you'll join us,
and the world will live as one.


Tuesday, November 18, 2008

it's so hard to say goodbye to my homie

She was there for me through thick and thin. In a moment of crisis, I could depend on her to take me as far away as possible. We endured a speeding ticket, a red light ticket, and an illegal U-turn. We traveled through the highways of five states, and each time she got me to my destination safely and on time. This was just one trip too many.


R.I.P.
Virgin
2002-2008


Now I'm left with nothing but old cards
and a bunch of pictures on the wall
R-I-P tattoos nigga, just to show you that we real
But I still can't believe that your dead fool, and how you got killed
-
"Goodbye to My Homies" Master P

Still on Vicodin. Regular programming to resume later this week.

Monday, November 10, 2008

a night in england

Fifi and I had a craving for fish and chips over the weekend, so we went over to this restaurant near the airport called Manchester Arms. I got lost so many times on the way there. I actually got tempted to turn around and go back home. But I'm glad I didn't because the fish and chips were TO DIE FOR. The batter was perfect, and the fish literally melted in my mouth.



We actually started with the calamari. I washed it down with glasses of Stella. They had a lot of ales on the menu, as well as a few of their own touches like mixtures of Guinness and ale. I'm not too keen on mixing my beers. (Plus, it gets you drunk faster.)




We also ran into our old nemesis, Brown Sauce. Can anyone please tell us why it's called Brown Sauce? We think that it tastes like a mixture of BBQ sauce and ketchup, so it should be called Ketch-B-Q. It sounds catchier than just "Brown Sauce."



Afterwards, we went to this place that was a bar/cafe/ice cream parlor all in one. Talk about multi-tasking. They had one of the fake fireplaces. Those things should also emanate heat, otherwise it's pointless, isn't it? The bar looked like something the crew from Fresh would hang out in after a hard day's work flying the European skies.




Tuesday, November 4, 2008

When I was little, I used to tell people that I wanted to be either a ballerina or the president of the United States when I grew up. As I got older, I discarded both dreams - one because I couldn't dance ballet and the other because I knew that I would never be able to run this country as a double minority. Maybe it hasn't changed today for me, but I know it has for my posterity.

"Rosa sat so Martin could walk. Martin walked so Obama could run. Obama is running so our children can fly." - heard on WNYC.