Fashion Whaaak

16th February 2011

I always forget about Fashion Week until I get on the train around Bryant Park, and suddenly feel far more underdressed than usual.

All of the girls with massive chunks of fabric that seem to orbit around the, coats of makeup so thick that you can no longer see their skin, and teeeeeny tiny waists are suddenly surrounding me.

Lady, the face you’re making doesn’t help the argument of that thing around you is NOT just a huge fart bubble

I could gag at the things that pass as fashionable.

Did we learn nothing from the Jackson 5, outside of the bitchin’ music?!

Take As Much As You Need.

15th February 2011

.Being single has made for the best Valentines Days. Theres no pressure involved. I usually forget about it and when I walk outside, there’s an unusual amount of men holding flowers and storefronts illuminating more pink than the streets of a breast cancer marathon.  What is not to like?!

Last year, I somehow managed to smuggle a bundle of balloons out of a fancy shmancy fashion week party. This year, I tried to continue spreading the love in ways that don’t come back in the form of an STD.

So when I woke up, I printed out some flyers and taped them up around New York for the more humbled of hearts.

I loved this experiment! I loved peoples reactions, walking by these places later in the day to find pieces missing, and the silly guys that would occasionally appear over my shoulder as I put them up, searching for a question that didn’t need to exist.

“Do you do this often?”

“Do you mean put myself in danger of paper cuts?”


all photos taken by Chloe Rice

If you’d like to join in, you can print out one of the flyers I made, here!

Make Monday: ohPodcast!

14th February 2011

Photo from my attempt to spread love through the city with balloons, last Valentines Day.

Other than the increased odds of catching my favorite guilty pleasure movie on tv, my favorite part of Valentines day is the excuse to spend hours rummaging through my music for love songs (or breakup songs, depending on the timing). To stay up with the times, this year, I cracked open Garageband and made my first ever podcast.

Things included in this podcast:

  • Banter about Ike and Tina Turner
  • Love songs written for temperamental people
  • A really bad British accent. Like, really bad….I wouldn’t even call it British.
  • The tone of my voice at 4am
  • Brontosaurus wailing sounds
  • Useless facts about Hallmark and Gang of Four
  • an explanation of why I’m including a link to download this Valentines Day card from the Simpsons

Things NOT included in this podcast:

  • a box of chocolates
  • seamlessly smooth edits
  • bad music

Download my podcast here!

p.s. If someone who has published a podcast, can help me figure out how to get an rss feed for this file, i would really appreciate it…

ohJoy

10th February 2011

the absurdly bright red wall I pass on my way to the train, every day.

rescuing more plants than I know what to do with

instant results

sprinkles!

buy back drinks from Max Fish

this visual list of 1960′s Japanese cartoons

extra long shoe laces

leaving situations I don’t want to be in

seeing my reflection, unexpectedlyfacebook, for reminding me of a very different time in life

making mountains appear in flat urban areas

laughing out loud in public

aj’s impromptu drawing sessionsthe vent to my sidewalk that blows warm air that smells like fresh laundryflowers that bloom and die at the same time friends who’s jobs involve picking noses.

light houses. This one in Ohio may be my favorite one.

Honorable Mentions:

  • Himitsu no Akko-chan
  • David Bowies Hunky Dory album. According to iTunes, I’ve listened to “Oh! You Pretty Things” 22 times this week.
  • thick yet soft bed sheets
  • layovers in Atlanta
  • drinking papaya juice and watching people get drenched in the cold rain
  • my grandma for always worrying about me, no matter how silly the situation
  • watching people stumble into moving walkways, in airports
  • this photo that Molly Burkett took of me
  • learning something new and being up until dawn exploring its possibilities
  • flying out of Laguardia airport, and seeing a birds eye view of the entire city
  • Bottle Rocket “They’ll never catch me, man… because I’m fucking innocent”

Send Some Salami To Your Boy In The Army

8th February 2011

New York is a bit of a city made for masochist. The best places in the city are the gritty ones with questionable food ethics and seemingly morose employees. Katz deli is one of these places. You walk into Katz and some disgruntled man slouched onto a stool hands you a ticket with a list of numbers on it and no explanation.  What they are NOT telling you when they hand you this ticket is:

  • you hand it to the person who makes your food, and they hand it back to you with the total on it.
  • if you lose this ticket, you get charged 50 bucks.
  • this “lost ticket fee” was instilled about 10 years ago.

You choose the person you want to make your sandwich, and they chop the meat in front of you, and give you a sample of the fresh meat while you wait. I always try to find the oldest guy because he’s usually the biggest asshole who makes the best sandwich.

Although the sandwiches are a bit pricey (15-17 dollars a pop) I bet you can’t get through half of one without wanting to die a little inside. As a meat eater and a lover of irrelevant history, this is one of my favorite New York establishments.

Heres a few more Katz facts:

  • Katz is where they filmed THE scene from When Harry Met Sally
  • It was established in 1888
  • During World War 2, they used the slogan “send a salami to your boy in the army” and still use it to this day
  • Each week, Katz’s serves 5,000 pounds of corned beef, 2,000 pounds of salami and 12,000 hot dogs

All photos by Chloe Rice

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