All this talk of Instagram this week had me clicking away just a little more than usual. I am also a big fan of Hipstamatic, I sort of like their filters better. But hey, they didn’t make a BILLION freakin’ dollars this week! Craziness, right? I am guessing there were a lot of tears in the Hispta-office this week.
Back to this picture. Colored jeans are all the rage this Spring and I know this because I have an (almost) 23-year-old daughter, a fashion blogger writing for me and a retail fashion client. Certainly NOT because I would put this 50-something, big ole butt in a pair of yellow jeans. And if you know me, khaki is the brightest color pants I would ever wear.
I would imagine it would be hard to drive west on Houston St. and not almost hit the car in front of you with that colossal sunshine booty looming on top of that building. Butt (cheap, I know)… I assume that was exactly what the Calvin Klein Art Director was thinking when they designed the billboard. I am thinking this will probably sell a lot of yellow jeans. Sadly, I am afraid they will not be all that flattering on everyone.
From a strictly artistic point of view (because I truly could not care less about fashion trends), I love this image. The crazy sky, the super bright colors of the billboard and all that industrial scaffolding (the Puck Building if you were wondering), the urban architecture and just a hint of red peaking through here and there.
Honestly, art is way more interesting than big yellow butts.
Or is it?
It has finally happened. Someone has sent me the absolute best license plate ever. And who better to do it than a friend from elementary school. The idea of her running through a parking lot to get this shot while her son looked on like she was crazy does my heart good. It makes me happy to know my kids are not the only ones who think their mother is nuts.
What do you think would be the chance that I could track this person down and they would transfer these plates to me?
You know, so Gary can put them on his car.
See anything odd about this catalog page?
If you have the new Urban Outfitters catalog in your house, flip over to page 18 and check out this chick on the bottom right with the rat on her head. (or is that a mouse?)
Because, you know, every young woman wants to wear a rat when she goes out.
WTH? Seriously, the art director walks in and says to the waif-like model, ‘ok hon, so for the next shot I want you to wear a rat on your head’.
And she is fine with it.
I believe this has something to do with the fact that she probably needs a cookie.
I know what many of you are thinking, “she is becoming some sort of creepy stalker taking pics of her neighbors’ garbage all the time”.
Yeh, so what? Admit that you, too, take some unexplained pleasure in the oddities that I find lying out by the curb on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays.
This one comes from my favorite house. These are the same people that brought us The Dog and Kandinsky , The Headless Garbage, and the ever famous VanGogh Vodka with frames. I don’t know who these people are but I really would like to be friends with them.
For today’s shot I had to get off the phone to take the picture with my godforsaken Blackberry. As much as I cannot wait for the iPhone5 to arrive with its dazzling 8 megapixal camera, there is something fabulous about how this shot came out, don’t you think?
How to Become CEO and Getting Married… both in the garbage. So, do you think they have achieved both goals or have given up?
There are certain moments in this season that take your breath away. The sheer simplicity of a vision like this in the early morning is one such moment. I walk in the early hours of the day, when the light is so beautiful it is sometimes hard to believe it is real. I used to walk with headphones but now I try to soak it all in; to enjoy the sound of the birds and the breeze.
The other day I brought my camera to help me focus in on the details. These berries embody the way the morning felt – one so ripe and slightly damaged, the other still maturing on the vine. All that lush greenery around them was the perfect backdrop.
Sometimes there are great rewards in living in the macro for a minute or two.
Gives perspective to the rest of the day.
Very out of the basement, indeed.
File this under ALWAYS carry a camera. This sticker was on pillar of a building on Houston Street. I took a shot with my phone and posted it to facebook, but right after that I got a shot with my camera with these people walking by that made it even more interesting.
After a little Googling I found out that Only. is ‘an independent brand based out of the West side of Manhattan that offers quality goods, released in limited quantity.’ You can find out more about them here.
Cool brand, cool stuff but I am still more excited about the intrigue they created with this sticker. So I will pose the question here that I asked on facebook:
So far facebook responses were:
1. . (I believe that was a typed period… very creative and very literal)
2. only you, baby. (sweet)
3. The lonely… (love this one… I am huge Roy Orbison fan)
So? What is your answer?
Or Ay Chihuahua, depending upon where you are from.
I love this one. When a plate like this is dropped in front of me while I am at a red light I believe my stars are truly aligned.
Hmmmm… this is my third post about Chihuahuas (and I still have to look up the spelling). One was about an Elvis version of the little varmints and the other had a Grateful Dead reference.
Yeh, I know trichihuahuafecta!