Mon Jour dans le Ruisseau

J'ai seulement deux fotos de hier. Ici:

Jen joue dans l'eau pendant Max voit.

Jen porte son maillot de bain de Marc Jacobs. C'est très cher.

Aussi, nous avons mangé mes petits gâteaux. C'est délicieux. J'ai besoin de faire plus pour la semain.

Mon jour est meilleur quand j'écris en français, non?! Ouais!

Chez "Snorkel Bunny's"

Yesterday was a crazy day of work involving me having to serve nine tables basically all at once.

Jenny G rescued me with a promise of going to a friend's birthday party.

That did not happen but we DID go to Bethlehem ( aka Transformers 2's former household ) and visit the house of Snorkel Bunny. It was a moving out party so there were lots of people on the porch, a DJ, strung lights, and a minimalist design sense.

Commeh threw a large poster at Max's eye. Thankfully his camera bag doubles as a first aid kit.

Probably the greatest thing about the evening is the fact that I learned how to make my camera take pictures like this! Thanks delayed shutter and what not.

Yasmin sleazin' on Shelly.

Hula hoops.

More hula hoopery.


Max was in that back room hula hooping by himself. Also, the DJ's shirt was in different levels of being off and on all throughout the night.

Posts about my personal and social life are only fun when I have photos.

We're All God's Children

I made TWO more batches of cupcakes but no photos because they're all tucked away in little carriers to take to Balasia.

ALSO:

I found a humorous article on Katy Perry from 'Something Awful'.

Enjoy it HERE.

ALSO:

It's really hot / humid / rainy today.

Across the Wide and Lonesome Prairie, aka the one where everyone dies

Dear diary,

Last night was the absolute WORST. My BFF Steff and I went to the King of Prussia Mall to buy red pants and they didn't have a pair ANYWHERE. Not even the lower-cased abercrombie. Then these bros started walking behind us and made fun of my OUTFIT. They said I had on a queer shirt and low-cut shoes! They must know more about style and phashion because I didn't even know "low-cut shoes" was a term. OMG MIA LCD Soundsystem, so embarrassed. Also, I had a zit on my fivehead and I think the American Apparel employees noticed. I basically cried the whole way home from the mall.

Will things ever get better?

Love always,
Andy

P.S. Why did I just got chest hair last week? Is it a second-wave of puberty or am I eating too much soy?



So that's how a fourteen year old might interpret my night last night.

In actuality, I did find red pants (to cut into shorts), laughed with Steph the whole evening over Chinese food and cucpakes, and was indeed harassed by some kids for my clothing choice. I do however enjoy what I was wearing even more after that incident ( queer shirt = Lord&Taylor plaid button up and low-cut shoes = step-dad's black imitation black Vans slip-ons ).

Nothin' like being back in the suburbs!

Place Your Orders Now

Finished my first batch.

Five more to go!

GTA V: LV

While shopping for baking supplies for my new (vegan) cupcake empire, I was stopped at a stoplight near Pep Boys and City View diner. I see the driver of the car at the front of the line of cars stopped, get out and approach two very tiny Mexicans ( I know they are Mexican by the color of their flag hanging on the car / skin [jaykay! LOLOMG]).

At this point I think "geeze, they're totally blocking the lane I need to be in but I bet I can pass them when the light turns green so I might as well head into the next lane over". I then do as my brain has instructed me, causing me to be right to the left of the Mexican car. It is important to note that the man in the first car is a GIANT. SO the two Mexicans begin arguing with the Giant and pointing and stuff and then BAM, it turns into GTA and fisticuffs ensue. People from the diner are watching at safe distance and nobody else is doing anything.

I start to feel the bystander effect setting in so I dial 911 to snap myself out of it. It rings for about five times and then I hang up as the light turns green. I felt bad driving away BUT what could I do besides beat up a pedestrian and steal their money or kill a hooker. Either way, I needed to buy icing tips.

I plan on photoshopping a fun little graphic in a bit about the whole situation.

Gah, It's just like... Europeans are so much Classier

I went on a super-secret trip to Philadelphia today.

Spending a mere two hours in the city.

While there, I stopped in Retrospect which is the city's resident semi-expensive 'vintage' store where the undergrounder-than-thou employees lounge aloofly behind the counter sporting nice haircuts and fun tight pants.

I overheard the one cashier spouting off about how much classier Europe is and how you'll never see anyone overweight and everyone is dressed nice and blah blah blah.

I found it all very humorous.

He also said you never see anyone in sweatpants. I have to agree that one rarely sees anyone sporting sweatpants but it's actually way worse in Europe because all the trashy people were velour track suits with like... rhinestone detailing.

I donno which is worse: Not caring about your appearance and looking like you should be at the gym or really putting effort into your appearance and ending up looking like the former.

YOU DECIDE hexpatriates of America.

Other Philly Highlights:

-- Making my mom laugh on the car ride there causing her to spit out coffee all over her white shorts
-- The 'costumes' the American Apparel employees were sporting
-- Food poisoning ( I think someone sprinkled parm. cheese on my fries )
-- Buying a vegan baking book
-- Singing Miley Cyrus and Connie Francis with momma
-- Puppy watching in Rittenhouse

And many more!

Come to my Backyard Bonanza

Every week night, serving up vegan cupcakes and tealights.

C'mon all y'all, let's cook something good.

Lazy Day Means Lazy Post

Dear Summer,

Why aren't you doing things like this anymore?

Love,
Andrew

P.S. You're hot

Twelve Hour Shift

Claire took some photographs with her disposable camera.

So did I but I did not get them developed.

So fun.

Either way, I worked a twelve hour shift yesterday (but made $$$) and now today I've been reading Slim Aarons and sleeping outside.

Love it.

Paintings of Cakes

Like I've said before, I am all about taking about crafts and hobbies.

Last night I spent three hours sewing a laptop / tote bag out of material that formerly acted as a tapestry in my studio apartment (read: dorm).

Photos of it later I'm sure.


Anyways, Ms. Sedaris has inspired me to make fake cakes but until I buy the supplies, I've decided to paint cakes instead.

While searching for "paintings of cakes" on Google I came across the famous artist Wayne Thiebaud. He painted really delicious looking still-lives. ALSO, a photographer named Sharon Core meticulously setup the still-lives in real life and took photos of them. They're practically identical.

Compare and contrast (the top is the painting, the bottom is the photograph):



There was also a fun painting of a little girl wearing a Betsey Johnson dress lazing amongst cakes that I saw in the back of Paper magazine, but alas, I cannot find it online.

Boo.

Enjoy!

Tampons and Stuff

Girl Talk just released his new album "Feed the Animals" today*.

You can pay what you want HERE and own the album.

How exciting!

Seeing him this past September was the nutsiest time of my life up until that point.

It's downloading at the moment and I have to say that I am really excited to hear it for two reasons:

1.) I listened to the last album too much.
2.) I look forward to hearing the highlights of 1,000 songs put into one song and then me never being able to separate the samples and appreciate the original source material.

Hurrah!

*Fun trivia fact: My friend Sam Bye also does mash-ups and his music was mistakenly released as Girl Talk's new album back in March, causing a lot of confusion and eventual (MySpace blog) press release from Mr. Gregg Girl Talk Gillis himself.

POST ALBUM LISTENING SESSION:

This album will probably take a few listens before I get REAL into it, but it was enjoyable. At one point "Sunday Morning" by the Velvet Underground, "Love Fool" by the Cardigans, and my current favorite song ever "Ready for the Floor" by Hot Chip were all playing at once.

Such is the magic of Girl Talk.

I guess I was expecting to be instantly hooked like I was with "Night Ripper" but I was definitely not disappointed.

Download it now.

On Chandeliers and Joann

I put up three chandeliers above my bed.

The two smaller ones are coming down asap for the following reasons:

A) One is perpetually lopsided
B) Three lights above my bed equals triple the heat above my bed
C) Too much glamor. I don't want the neighbors to get jealous

So yes.

I am taking up crafts and hobbies to pass the time.

Also to help pass the time:
Joann is back! Rumor has it that Jen ate 2.5 entire potatoes.

No blight here.

Marionette Legs

I'm re-doing my bedroom.

Mosquito netting need not apply.

Also I'm sewing, painting, hanging lights, knocking down walls, etc. etc.

I'll probably join some artisan guilds or a cottage industry. Until the industrial revolutions kicks-in.

YouTube: The Voice of the People

Every now and then I like to look at YouTube and see what the people of the world have to say about The Teenagers' video "Love No". Most of the comments are weird:

Even on the anonymous internet my orientation is called into question.

Sure, I'll do birthday parties, bar mitzvahs, civil unions, and retirement parties. Cost of my appearance does not cover the cost of (soy) ice cream.

Aw shucks. I hope I do not become typecast as "the boy with the lollipop".

The best thing about the video was going to NY and rollerskating all day.

Hiyo!

Happy Father's Day

A Terrorist Fist Jab?

Hello.

This is an automated post updated while I am on vacation.

This is old news.

But it combines many things No Nasties loves:

YouTube, Inflections, Fox News looking Silly, and Mr. and Mrs. Kennedy Obama.

Enjoy



In her defense, she did apologize for her statement saying she had NO intention of implying that she thought that Obama's fist jab WAS a terrorist jab and that she was not trying to associate the word terrorism with Obama.

It's up to you to decide.

See you soon!

The Great Pantyhose Peril 2008

"Hasselbeck with Child wearing a burka on a bed of pantyhose (requiem)"

I've been getting a couple of hits from people searching for the Pantyhose Controversy that took over the View recently.

Basically this is what happened:

Lizzie and co. were talking about some job required that the women wear pantyhose and everyone 'round the table thought that was absurd. Mostly Sherri and Elisabeth felt that the hose were old fashioned.

Fast-forward to the next day / maybe a few days later I donno ( I don't actually watch it EVURRYDAY ) when Babs comes back to announce that she loves and wears the p-hose todos los dias.

THE END.

Also, my mom says she feels naked if she doesn't wear them to work.

Nanners agrees.

I agree that I need to post less about my mom / nana / the View and more about my WEEKENDZ.

And speaking of weekends, I am heading out again on vacation this weekend soo you will have to deal with automated posting courtesy of Blogger's "scheduled" posting.

Lucky YOU.

The Origin of my Family Name

I was reading up on Jim Jones ( love me some cults ) and learned that they used to call their mass suicide dress rehearsals "White nights".

Which, when those two words are put together, form my family name.

COINCIDENCE?

Oh and speaking of that, y'all are invited to my summer flavor-aid bash:

Must've been a rager!

Also, be careful when you drink "jungle juice".

Can We Open a Cupcake Shop?

And just display them all in these gems?!

While the sixty dollar price tag makes me weep a little, I think they would be really neat to have setting around.

I guess it takes me back to my mother, nana, great-nan, and other great-nan all displaying their freshly baked cakes in similar contraptions.

Mmmph.

I smell a vegan treats trip tomorrow.

Tuesday Thrift Review

Location: Sumner Family Thrift

I stumbled upon this BRUTIFUL grey leather Member's Only jacket.

Unfortunately it:

A) Was huge
B) Didn't have a tag which in Sumner means they wouldn't have sold it to me anyway

I probably would have done something drastic like... offered $50 bucks for the thing since it would never cost that much there.

Alas, I was separated from it again.


Oh yeah, I forgot I donated my old haircut there back in April. Good times. I hope this discounted hairpiece will help out either a young, cute boy reminiscent of myself or an old black lady.

Oh and as a bonus gift, Jen's glamour shots finally came in the mail today. Lookin' good!

Also, if you're in the area, come to Balasia for music night. I donno what I'll be doing, but I'll be there and so will vegan food.

Yay!

There Used to be a Point to this Right?

Things are getting worse and worse here while things are getting better and better elsewhere!

Busy.

Denim Vests and Night Sweats

This title of the blog has nothing to do with my weekend apart from the fact that I may have seen someone wearing a denim vest last night and it was super hot outside yesterday and today so yeh.

I'll be making interesting posts soon enough.

This Doesn't Count

Going on another mini-vacation / overnight trip today!

Enjoy this photo of my nana dancing with her BFF in the 50's or something.

Bye.

Oh p.s.

Speaking of my nana, I saw this chair on Pottery Barn's website and the print is EXACTLY like the lawn furniture she had from the late sixties / early seventies / Brady Bunch house.

I want it!

I Buy My Communist Revolutinary Shirts at Wal-Mart

I saw this today on Gawker and threw up.

People are so silly.

P.S. I'm on my ten minute break in the midst of a twelve-hour shift.

NICE.

Mischy O

I'm sure there have been many blog posts concerning the similarities between Barack Obama and JFK.

Also, I'm sure the same has been said about Michelle O and Jackie O.

I just had an epiphany about their similarities and as a big fan of the late former Bouvier, I am excited.

What sort of fashions will Michelle usher in if she becomes first lady?

What will be her pink Chanel suit / Lilly Pulitzer dress?

Should be far more interesting than pantsuits*.

*Pantsuits should not be a decisive factor in electing someone (just like genderz) but ya know, I do like aesthetics.

Also, bonus video:

On Sarah Maple

Gosh I love self-portraits.

There seems to be this giant wave of Muslim women artwork.

I have to say that I am really liking it.

This self-portrait is by Sarah Maple.

She's young, British, and Muslim.

She also has a neat style and is cute (obviously this doesn't give her artistic merit, but hey, it's an added bonus, eh?).

Aesthetics!

http://www.sarahmaple.com/

Enjoy.

My Visit to Philadelphia

Words cannot describe!

Bedroom of My Dreams

So sometimes Jess K. posts myspace bulletins.

And then most of the times they make me laugh.

They usually even have fun photos in them like this:

I mean, how clean and relaxing does that look?

Speaking of relaxing, I'm off to Philly today to be reunited with collegiate friends.

Bye!

RIP YSL

Yves Saint Laurent, one of the greatest creators of style and timelessness, died today.

Featured here is my favorite dress ever because it features my favorite painter with my favorite art movement.

Mondrian and De Stijl.

Tomorrow I will be reunited in Philadelphia and things are looking up for this upcoming week.