Okay now I’m starting to be really excited for the shoot I am doing this weekend. My friend Anette is a designer with her own brand and also works as an in-house designer for San Francisco’s pride (or mine at least) Harput’s Union. On Sunday we are using some of her older designs to put together a very stylish (!) clean cut warrior princess. Anette is very into minimalism and simplicity, so I thought it’d be fun to combine that with some aggressiveness and rough love. Ever since I laid eyes on that warrior headpiece in my previous post I’ve been obsessed with it. At first I thought, fuck it, I’ll pay rent some other time and go get the Scott Wilson (like a month’s rent would be enough?). Then I realized just how insufficient my funds were and came down from the clouds. Sooo I thought, fuck it, Britex here I come! I’ll make my own little warrior princess hat. But theen I realized that type of D.I.Y. requires one of those wunderkinds I also spoke of in my last post. I am not one of those. Thing would look CHEAP. So I have now accepted the fact that there won’t be a Scott Wilson (-looking) headpiece but I do get to borrow these gloves from my friend Domonique, who is another amazing designer here in SF. They are FUCKING FIERCE (and I don’t even use the term “fierce” since Beoyncé developed schizophrenia. Wait, I never used it. You just witnessed my debut.)

Pics from the shoot will follow in the next couple of weeks!

-Sara Boork

Like most New Yorkers, I live under a rock. And by rock, I mean I care very little about things outside of a good party and my morning commute. This a shitty way to live - but it’s just what happens. And I am also the sort of New Yorker who got here from some much cleaner, and much warmer, far off distant land. But fuck all that. Like the great phony I am, I also pine for days I never knew. When the meat-packing district had people packing meat. And packed more tranny prostitutes than you could shake a finger at. And that’s why my cold little heart weeps when I read things like this:

Yes. A TFI Friday’s will be opening up in Union Square. Officially putting a mini Times Square in the way of my morning commute. M*TH**R F***K*S!!!!

We really should start wearing more hats. There is this headpiece that was featured in i-D magazine that I seem to be finding on every blog, and no I am not telling you to wear this out but it is quite extraordinary. Just enjoy it.

It is made by Scott Wilson who has also worked with Hussein Chalayan, Matthew Williamson, Givenchy etc. on creating headpieces and jewelry for their runway shows and campaigns.

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The following sentence will probably never land me in the pages of American Vogue: If Anna Wintour and Carine Roitfeld were dangling off of a cliff, and I could only save one of them, believe me I would let Wintour fall. I LOVE French Vogue. Can I read it? HELL NO! And I am not a francophile in any significant way. I love French Vogue the way I love cheese fries: it is excellent!

So tell me, what the hell were Roitfeld and Mr. Steven Klein (who has been on his game recently) thinking when they let this bit of crap fall through the illustrious cracks of Vogue?

I’m usually the first to call bullshit on false controversy, but I will give the blogosphere and even CNN a little leeway on this. I’m not only offended because the images are, you know, of a Dutch chick made to look black. And not painted BLACK. Painted dark brown, like a skin color. But she could of been painted yellow for all I care - to be honest, the images are uninspired at best and for my $10 I expect a little bit more. But what is really annoying is that in context, this was the Supermodel issue, with not 1 model of color in the bunch. Yes. For real! To quote the French: the more things change, the more things stay the same.

Maybe I’ll let both of those bitches fall.

When you think of writer/director Wes Craven, chances are you think of 1984’s “A Nightmare on Elm Street.” I am, however, willing to bet you’ve never heard of 1986’s “Deadly Friend” starring Matthew Laborteaux (who?), Kristy Swanson (Buffy from the movie “Buffy the Vampire Slayer”) and Anne Ramsey (Momma from “Throw Momma from the Train”). Don’t feel bad, be glad you haven’t.

The basis of the movie is as follows: teenage kid, mom, and yellow robot named BB move to a new town, kid is super smart and is a brain surgeon/professor at the local polytechnic college, kid makes friends/makes out with girl next door whose dad beats her, robot becomes violent due to “brain” glitch and teenager shuts down robot, girl gets thrown down a flight of stairs making her a vegetable, dad OKs her separation from life support, teenage kid decides to steal already dead girl out of love and experiment and puts robot BB’s computer chip “brain” into her brain, girl becomes lobster-claw robot killer and bodyguard of teenager and eventually dies from gunshot and comes back from the dead to kill her maker…Amazing, right?

Actually, the most amazing thing about this movie is how ridiculous it is. First of all, robot BB talks like a possessed retarded gremlin with Tourette’s—or the devil if he were drowning—whose only utterances are the repetition of his name or a load of nonsense which could be considered his own language. Troll Anne Ramsey is the crazy old lady with a shotgun who won’t give back their basketball, the score and gore (rhyme) are fucking epic, and Matthew Laborteaux has very hairy arms. But by far, the greatest thing about “Deadly Friend” is this badass scene.

In case you want to, you can watch all of the movie on YouTube.

-Lya Edwards

It’s that time again! Have you made your list and checked it twice? Enjoy the best of the CMJ Music Marathon with IN*TANDEM.

Join us as we showcase an eclectic mix of the most buzzworthy bands on October 23rd at Littlefield (622 Degraw Street, Brooklyn). The show begins at 7:00pm. Here’s your chance to catch X-Wife, The Smith Westerns, Hesta Prynn, Codebreaker, Home Video, Grooms and Still Flyin’ all on one night! Be sure to purchase advance tickets.

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Writing about ANTICHRIST is almost as intimidating as the anticipation of seeing the film. Lars von Trier’s latest, that I caught at the New York Film Festival, definitely has made a lot of people talk. People vomited, walked out, passed out and loved this film. It is clear that ANTICHRIST is a film that you just can’t keep quiet about.

Shot by a long-time collaborator, Anthony Dod Mantle (he also lit SLUMDOG MILLIONARE), ANTICHRIST looks wonderful. I was plenty surprised, pleasantly I may add, when I learned that most of the film was shot in HD on the RED camera. The over-saturated, at times romantic and dreamy atmosphere that Dod Mantle created for the film works well with the nightmarish quality of the narrative.
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