So I’m not posting any pics of myself this time. I’m kinda bored with me. I know! It’s true… Normally I’m fascinated with myself. But lately my life is all “will I do Big Brother or won’t I.” I like to think there is more to me than my participation on a reality show. Or not. We’ll just have to wait and see. I live my life like this; I wake up, roll out of bed and what presents itself, presents itself. And I deal with it then. Luckily I’m self-employed. I don’t like to make plans. OR appointments. Definitely dates. I guess we’ll see when we see.
So everyday I’m confronted with this image:
Which means I shop too much because it’s big as day on the side of the Beverly Center. It’s Mischa Barton shot by one of my fave photogs, Steven Klein. It’s crazy gorgeous and I’m in love with Mischa. I mean I love The O.C. Can you believe that Mischa was the creepy little girl who throws up in The Sixth Sense? She grew up good. She also does some pretty impressive posing in the campaign. Now normally I hate Bebe. It’s clothes for skanks but tapping MB to do the campaign was brilliant. Much better than a few seasons ago when Guess hired perennially skanky Paris Hilton to be the face of their ads. But you know what? I’ve met Paris and Nicky and they were exceedingly nice. And very pretty. Does a leaked sex tape and lost blackberry really make one a skank? Hey we’ve all slept with the wrong guy @ least once. Are we (the viewer) supposed to be privy to the private comings and goings of these women? I mean I’m a single boy and I don’t want anyone recounting every step I take. I’m a step away from skank-dom @ any moment. And I like it. Here’s 1 more of Mischa:
Now that is how you treat a boy.
While I’m posting pics I like, did you see the amazing Tom Ford layout in W a few months ago? He was with those bland Cingular triplets and leave it to Tom to make the mediocre extraordinary. By the time Tom was done with those 3, they were white hot.
Tom Ford is definitely a BOY I LIKE. I also love his personal style. You can’t go wrong with a black tailored suit. White french cuffs? Always sexy. It’s like a uniform. You don’t have to think about it you just are.
I’ve never understood the gay obsession with twins and triplets.
It doesn’t do anything for me one way or the other. A hot guy is a hot guy. But I’m not like, “Oh my God twins!” I mean if twins are doing it together that’s kinda sick. But then again I’m not into three-ways either. One person always gets left out. Not that I would know. 😉
Kate Moss is reportedly mulling over a $30 million deal to produce her own clothing line. Damn! That is crazy. And the rich get richer. But you know what? Kate doing a line makes more sense than Lindsay Lohan or Jessica Simpson doing a line. Those 2 wouldn’t have any style if it weren’t for the stylist they hire to dress them. And they have access to the best things 1st and still manage to muck it all up. Oh well…Money don’t buy class. Or style. My mom used to say, “A pig in pearls is still a pig in pearls.” Or what’s the thing about a sows ear?
My best mate Kata and I have been toying with doing a store for ages. Something small, chic, moderately expensive, a mix of new and vintage. Cocktails @ 5 on Fridays. Great music and a relaxed, cool atmosphere. The kind of shop you want to hang @ coz the sales people are cute and so are the customers. A boy can dream I suppose.