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She works in porn. She produces it, although it is pretty "vanilla" for her taste, pretty "so a cable guy walks in..." She can't star in the films because she has tattoos. She moved here two days ago, from Albuquerque. She has a mohawk, more stylized than punk, but thats how most porno-company employees would describe themselves. She had boots and a black, sequined top. She had to leave the party in Williamsburg a little early to walk home. She didn't have money for cab or subway fare. She lives in Spanish Harlem. Her name is Max.

Head of an Akkadian Ruler

"Celebs"

Sasha was, of course, the highlight of this week, although I spotted enough "celebrities" this week to want to write them down before I forgot. (I call them "celebrities" because most are reality "stars" that will soon fall into obscurity). Anyhow, we had John Mayer at La Esquina, who got called a douchebag taxi mobile bitch by a certain papier mache-ist. Then, at fashion week, the onslaught of Bravo media whores - Alex & Simon from Real Housewives: NYC befriended me, Jay McCarroll was a particular favorite and the most exhilarating of my former ProjRun obsessions, to add to the list, though, I saw Kara (with her cute new-born), Santino (who I awkwardly followed into the bathroom), Jack (the one with HIV, I saw a couple times), Stella (who was cunty towards me),  Elisa, Laura, Daniel Vosovic, Nick Verreos (who is incredibly loud), and Sweet P. Not to mention Rami and Jillian, who a few seasons ago were showing at Bryant Park, were now stopped at the door and asked for credentials until someone told the guard they were on TV. Classic. Also, I saw the lovely Tim Gunn make an appearance for his many fans. And Nina Garcia who was surprisingly nice when we complimented her outfit. Other Bravo whores I saw included Ronnie and Jackie from make me a super model - both of whom were unimpressive and unimportant. Also, spotted was the incomparable Ms. Jay from ANTM, who was surprisingly low key. So, the only A-Lister I saw at the tents was Sasha. Everyone else sucked but was funny to watch. We stood outside Zac Posen and watched the live broadcast of pretty much every amazing model ever walk down in the incrediby boring Posen line. As well, I was able to sneak into a couple of shows (one of which featured Hye Park(!) and Eniko Mihalik). They were Aurelio Costare, Tadashi Shoji, Sabyasachi, and Thuy. Also, these experiences just keep coming back to me, we went to the Ralph Lauren show off-site and saw The Sartorialist at work in a crowd of the chic-est, if not most up-tight people of all time. Bruce Weber was also there, a plus, along with just a lot of important people. 

However, this week continued to prove itself as wonderful celeb-spotting because we wondered across the Gossip Girl set on Rivington this week and gave Leighton Meester a rose and Ed Westwick a stare-down. 

Then, last night, to further indulge my reality TV fantasies, I spotted Kahlen from ANTM outside the bar where she worked. The other papier-mache-ist, equally as bold and as fashionable, went up to her and told her she should have one (TRUE). I followed his lead and we both got kisses on the lips from the less-wholesome and less-all-american Kahlen, now with dyed hair and tattooed all over. 

So, yeah, if I remember anything else I'll let you know. 

Blowjob

Okay, so I know that Andy Warhol is cliché and gross and the subject of far too much Myspace fodder (Fuck you, Murdoch!), but, I do believe, there is a reason for his disgusting over-exposure. Just like rumors and stereotypes and dreams are based in some truth, so are bad reputations. And, of course, I hate Andy Warhol...

But, come on, this shit is genius.

What I'm buying to be more like the feature of the previous post...

Who I (also) want to be when I grow up...

Camille Rose Garcia

Re-reading...

Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

Who I want to be when I grow up...

Folk Art

The correlation between these three things is uncanny to me.

Big Deal on Madonna Street

A movie from Italian class, so cute, so funny. 1950s Italian men are right up someone's alley...

Malick Sidibe

This Cobrasnake bullshit happened in 1960-70s Mali first. I like it a lot more. It seems genuine.

I wish I was this, still

I almost have trouble believing this photo exists...

I'm thinking I should just dedicate this blog to Shia.

I already told Rebecca...

I went to the New Museum and really like this Daniel Guzmán fellow.

The last one is my favorite. It is made of fake gold chains (v. chongalicious). The exhibit was shared with Stephen Shearer who was obsessed with Swedish Death Metal. But that's understandable cause he's from Sweden. Shearer's paintings were gorgeous, very Munch-like and in keeping with the Scandinavian thing he has going on. All in all I would recommend a visit to the New Museum. There is also a cool light show on the 5th (?) floor by a guy who's last name is Chan.

Oi! = Gay!

Thanks to Burgos I have been reading up on my Oi! shit... I always knew a lot of gay kids into Oi! and now I know a band of gay, oi! brits. what could be hotter?!

Also, check out this article -- about Burgos!

http://www.philadelphiaweekly.com/?inc=article&id=289&x=which-is-gayer-a-skinhead-punk-rock-show-or-a-belle-and-sebastian-disco&_c=music

The Love of My Life in GQ

Embarrassing Boredom Induced Selfs - Taken but a few minutes ago

Family Portrait

Tattoos

And this is the only immortality you and I may share...

Lohan by Cottam

Libertines

Benjamin Cottam

Elizabeth Peyton

Loving Life

Self Portraits

Winter o6-o7

Miso - December 06

McGinley

Raymond Pettibon

Ridiculous

Leslie

She's an amazing and adorable performer, but the slideshow/lightshow behind her was almost more interesting. I couldn't believe my eyes!

Circa 2005

Out of Jail

I don't want to miss this