I Didn't Recognize you with your Mustache

Been thinking about shavin' my mustache to be a bit more... "This Side of Paradise". Also, this photo just solidifies my desire to bleach.

From the Sartorialist.

Ready for the Night

I think this picture is really adorable of a couple gettin' ready to go out. Taken in Brooklyn over the summer, Spanky was DJing some pre-going out music before we left for an event that Kristina was promoting.

Birthday Heat

¡Feliz cumpleaños a mi querido, Cesar!

Hope you're having fun soaking up the tropics, see you soon

Scantron Exam!!!

I'm beginning the gradual process of developing and scanning piles of these disposable cameras I have lying around my room.

The pictures range from Paris to Philly, Miami to debauchery, Pretty parties to sweaty messes, etc. etc.

This particular image comes from a Holiday party last year. It seems to be triple exposed + weird mirror action. I actually have no idea what's going apart from seeing Claire and the fact that a mirror was definitely involved.

Enjoy.

The one where Ginger Rogers gets Punched

This was the second wonky / un-traditional Thanksgiving in a row.

Last year on the day of Thanks, I was on the other side of the world eating curry and rice, studying for a test, in my small Takadanobaba apartment.

This year, my parents were at my step-grandparents' house while my aunt and cousins were at her husband's parents' house, etc. etc. Basically it ended up just being my nana, pop-pop and Uncle. On top of that, I had work the next day at 6 a.m.

Regardless of all these negatives, Thanksgiving was a joyous time. Instead of cooking, I opted to buy pre-made deliciousness from Whole Foods' prepared food section.
-- "Celebration Roast"
-- Cranberry pecan stuffing
-- Mashed potatoes with vegan cheese
-- Maple sweet potatoes with vegan marshmallows
-- Broccoli

All vegan and all fantastic.

Vegan pumpkin pie for dessert AND my nana surprised me with her a veganized version of her apple pie. So so tasty.

After the dinner, we all watched some old timey movies. It was fun listening to my grandparents talk about their favorite actors and how much my nana used to love to do the Jitterbug. So quintessential ( great nan was apparently fantastic at the Charleston ).

The movie we watched was called "Carefree". A screwball comedy starring Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire involving mismatched lovers, hypnotism, soft-shoe, and in the end, Miss Rogers gets socked right in the face.

Feel free to watch HERE.

Hope your Thanksgiving was enjoyable as well.

Pebble in Knee

Well hello.

And welcome to my new blog. I decided to leave No Nasties (while retaining the old principles mind you) and start this new blog. Of course, I couldn't leave everything behind and brought along a few of the old posts to highlight some goodies and also to set a point in which I would like to take this blog. These cold winter months have caused me to relight the ol' blogging fire.

Additionally I suppose it's important to note that my old computer died in mid-August soo I was without one for a long time and have been occupying myself with this and that.

Lessee what comes out of this!

Blazers

All from FaceHunter.

First Crushes

My dad / step-dad's and my mom's.

Prostitution Whore

I Dream of Peroxide

All I want to do is bleach my hair out. I guess it's good the person I normally go to is out of town for a bit.

Feel the Power, See the Energy

I want this oh so badly.

"Fabulous Yard Sale Across Street!"

Check Out These Buns

I bought a new Vegan cookbook and I have to say it's a dream come true. It combines my favorite meal of the day, BRUNCH, with my favorite vegan chef Isa Chandra Moskowitz of the Post Punk Kitchen. You should go out and buy the book. Featured above are the cinnamon buns recipe. I can also vouch for the pumpkin pie pancakes! Cannot wait to make the rest.

Penthouse, Penitentiary, and Park

Thursday night I got a strange text message from Claire saying that Leah had invited us to come to a penthouse party. I called for elaboration and what I assumed was exxxaggeration: The penthouse was home to a wealthy gay couple who were out of town and told their housesitter (a friend of Leah's) that she could throw a party AND use whatever was in the fridge including alcohol. I was still skeptical about the prospects but met Claire for a quick drink at Oscar's while waiting for Leah to get out of work. We headed on over the penthouse and bumped into Leah and Cesar at perfect timing. We were led upstairs to the top floor and all promises were fulfilled. The rest of the party-goers could have been a bit less vanilla, but I still had a good time.

The following morning I met up with Claire for bagels, cake, coffee, and $3 tiny OJs at Mugshots followed by park lounging.

Photos of Me in the Middle of the Ocean

Foods of my Past

The weather is still intolerable so I have been spending most of time indoors, making food. Yesterday I decided to make two of my favorite childhood foods: pierogies and shoo fly pie.





The pierogies were spot on! They tasted just like I remembered which is strange because my pop-pop's recipe calls for eggs. I even sucked it up and actually cooked with onions. Bleck.

The pie on the other hand did not turn out to swell. Something went wrong with the molasses. It's too sour / it might have burned. Oh well.

Cesar came over for some chickpea cutlets and for pie. Unfortunately it was his second slice of pie ever and it tasted terrible.

Oh well, next time!

Decadent Daze

A day of luxury renewed my faith in Philadelphia. I fulfilled my bagel fantasies in the morning and then met up with Sylvia for pool crashing, saunas, and steam rooms. Later we napped on the top floor of the Kimmel Center amongst trees and listened to awful Jerry Seinfeld impersonators at the Seinfeld party or what have you along with Xavier and a friend. The situation quickly became one in which you feel awkward and embarrassed for the performer. Eeesh. Naturally the day ended in Rittenhouse with champagne. Currently I am watching Cesar play 'Ocarina of Time'. Not exactly exuberant, but still enjoyable.

Trash

Fallen Princesses

http://www.jpgmag.com/stories/11918

My Friend the Zoo