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I Need a Window
The room I have been living in for the past ten months - has it really been that long? - has no window. I never realized before, but I need one. Sometimes a gal just needs to have the ability to open the window for a breath of fresh air; and I’m sure some natural light would do wonders for my ability to apply makeup properly. I need a view. A brick wall will do; any like these will work, too.
Here is a picture of everyone’s fave Project Runway alum Christian Siriano dressed as Ariel, the little mermaid, for Halloween. The only thing to say is: FIERCE!
(via @csiriano)
A birthday cake in the shape of Lil Wayne’s head. We mere mortals can only hope for the day when each of us shall find our own likeness in cake form.
Congratulations, Walgreens. You got me to post a link to your page because you included an adorable child in a Halloween costume. Walgreens: 1; Andrea: 1 also (that kid is so adorable that everyone wins).
fashion designer Betsy Johnson on her advice for a perfect Halloween
(via Marie Claire Nov. 2009)
McSweeney's Issue No. 33 →
I just received an e-mail from McSweeney’s that listed a bunch of interesting details about the upcoming issue of the literary magazine (which, by the way, will be published as a 96-page broadsheet for this special edition issue).
First, the issue will feature a very timely investigative piece about the Bay Bridge. Bonus: the magazine is letting readers know that they can help to fund the investigation by making donations to Spot.Us. I love the idea of community-funded reporting that Spot.Us promotes. According to their website: “Through Spot.Us the public can commission journalists to do reporting on important and perhaps overlooked topics. Contributions are tax deductible and if a news organization buys exclusive rights to the content, your donation will be reimbursed. …”
This is a child dressed up as the Goblin King (David Bowie) from Labyrinth. MOST AWESOME HALLOWEEN COSTUME EVER!
(via yosamanthrax)
What NOT to Use On a Job Hunt: A Gun →
People use a lot crazy tactics to try to get a job, and some actually work. Brandishing a gun, however, is not one of them.
According to LoHud.com, a man took the term “Job Hunt” a little too literally. He walked into a Taco Bell in Haverstraw, NY on Monday afternoon, pulled out a gun, demanded money, then continued on to the manager’s office.
This time, instead of pointing his gun, he asked the manager for an employment application.
Although the manager did not witness the attempted holdup, he told the suspect no and asked him to leave the restaurant.
The man left — without the money or the job.
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This story would be funny if it weren’t so sad. Nawww…no one was hurt, so it’s still funny.
Subtle Sexuality →
Tumblr is not one of the supported embedding platforms, so do click the link to check out the video for “Male Prima Donna” by the group Subtle Sexuality, starring Kelly Kapoor and Erin Hannon from “The Office.” I have such a lady crush on Mindy Kaling. Ed Helms, too.
(found via @IAmKellyFierce)
Barky Turntable - I am almost certain that everything would sound better played on this handcrafted ash turntable. The $1,298 price tag is not so cute, though.
Nerds In Love
It has always bothered me that Brian, the lovable bracefaced dweeb in “Breakfast Club” was the only character in the movie who didn’t get any nookie.
I finally rented “Vicky Christina Barcelona,” and aside from thoroughly enjoying the movie, saw this theme of unfulfilled dweeb returned. Granted, Vicky, a supple-lipped, long-limbed Lenora with doe eyes and wavy brown locks is not a typical geek, but she likes to hang out in libraries learning things and listen to classical guitar. See? Dweeb.
Because she is a dweeb, I was not surprised that when Vicky finally decided to indulge her wild sexual attraction to a hot Spaniard (Javier Bardem, sans pageboy, praise the lord) crazy hijinks ensued, leaving Vicky with a bandaged hand and no sexual satisfaction.
In literature as in film, it is often the nerd left alone with his thoughts and books and glasses and harumphs. He toils away in nerd-dom without getting to bang anyone except himself.
“I’m too scared,” Vicky whispers, showing her reluctance to act out of passion, rather than sense. Perhaps it is not the nerds who are left without love, but those afraid to act? Nahhhhhh, it’s totally the thick-rimmed glasses and the ever-present must of old books.
The Annual Halloween Conundrum
Each year I go through the same will-I, won’t-I-dress-up debate.
Generally, the conclusion is that I would like to dress up, and I will then debate among a selection of possible costumes, get flustered at my inability to choose only one, then end up going as something that makes no sense. Cases in point: the year I wore spider-web tights, vampire teeth and Lady Godiva wig that was so long it picked up 10 pounds of leaves as I traipsed through the ‘hood … or the time in college I thought I was being clever and went as a drink known as the “red-headed slut.” I hot-ironed the Jagermeister logo on my T-shirt and glued peaches and cranberries to a fedora because the drink is made of Jager, peach schnapps and cranberry juice … Yeah, no one else got it, either.
The issue of the “sexy” costume also mucks up the debate. As a twenty-something gal who prides myself on my smarts and my feminism, I reject the idea that women have to dress sexily on Halloween, but I also, deep-down, always consider it. When else can a gal find an excuse to purchase pasties and thigh-high leather boots? One can only hope for a themed party and the opportunity to wear such an ensemble twice, right?
At this point, should dressing up for some Halloween-related function be necessary, I will probably wear a frog-face ski cap I have (duh, I’m a frog) or snag a moo-moo from the bargain bin at Goodwill and be Mama Cass. Hello, fabulous!
