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Name: JOHN
Country: United States
State: New York
Birthday: 10/22/1981
Gender: Male
Interests: people-watching, treadmill-running, major binge-eating, blahblahblah-talking, movie-watching, fashion-policing, sleeping-sleeping, stuff.
Expertise: i love hiking and camping and the outdoors...well, under certain circumstances. And I don't know why most people don't believe me when I tell them this.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Hospitality
Message: message me
Member Since:
2/7/2003
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| I can't believe I have access to the internet again--it's like I have access to the 'outside' world, which is ironic because typing away on your brand new Macbook inside your miniscule Manhattan apartment couldn't be farther from the outside.
My eyes are getting slightly bleary from staring the the screen--could it be that the Mac's screen is waaaay too bright? Seriously, I feel the white screen is partially blinding to the extent that i feel like I'm staring at a light bulb.
I'm just relieved that I can probably operate Itunes, AIM, and the internet all simultaneously without having to worry about my computer suddenly acting like Regan in The Exorcist. I'm sorry, that wasn't the most appropriate analogy. Let's go with Hal from 2001 Space Odyssey. | | |
| i'm back in the motherland! So far it's been a few days since i've arrived here in Seoul and it's been aweome! Despite the occasional "american haters" i come across (what have we ex-pats/foreigners done to deserve this???), it's been pretty swell. I even went to "sheegul" (...like, bumblefuck out there) to visit my super amazing grandma and also went to some old gravestones..ok, the latter wasn't so much amazing as it was sorta creepy. Today i'm off to visit my uncle who is a dentist where he will be performing some horrific procedure to my already rotten teeth, but we'll see if he can salvage what's left of them. Afterwards I'm hoping to enjoy some mor Red Mango (that's Pinkberry to you New Yorkers...but, like, a gazillion times better--similar taste but more of a dairy/creamier feel and no strange aftertaste) and perhaps grab some more fake glasses at Dongdemoon. Then on thursday I'm off to visit more family and friends in Hong Kong...can't wait! oh the weather is like sorta amazing. more to come, kids! | | |
| "I'll take an Italian Vogue, please..."So today at work a co-worker rushes into my office to tell me that
Susie (aka "the Boss", Queen Mother of All Things, Creative
Director/President of Design for Anne Klein New York, AK Anne Klein,
Nine West, Jones New York, etc..you get the point) wants me to clean
out the 'magazine' closet, which is home to a gazillion fashion
magazines, trend forecast books, and the ultimate: collections
magazines. It was an odd job to volunteer me for considering I'm an
assistant designer and these tasks are usually reserved for interns,
but she has a tendency to volunteer people according to her mood or
whatever name comes to mind at the moment. I know, rich, powerful
people are weird (one week she was on an organic hot dog diet, this
week, it's a four-slices-of-roast-beef with mustard diet). She wanted
anything older than 2008 to be thrown out--literally. So packing tape
in hand, I made my place on the floor, rolled up my sleeves, and got to
work, taping up stacks of vintage magazines (circa 2002) and hauling
ass to the recycling area.
And then I came across a few Collections magazines, circa Fall/Winter
2007-2008. "Hm, i thought...it does say 2007...but it also says 2008".
To my utter shock and COMPLETE EUPHORIA, I was told to THROW THEM OUT!
So what did I do? I kept them...ALL of them, for myself! To non-fashion
folk, let me explain the gravity of the situation: GAP Japan is a
publishing house (not associated with Gap Inc. in any way), and every
season, they publish these Collections "magazines" ( i use the word
magazines loosely b/c they're essentially oversized "W" magazine size,
in thick high quality glossy paper, and read much more like a
photography book) and they exclusively feature close-up runway photos
of all the top designers of the world. They publish one magazine for
every relevant Fashion Week city (New York, London, Paris, and Milan).
They also publish both "pret-a-porter" editions (ready-to-wear) and
Couture books. So serendipitously I was lucky enough to find these
particular Collections books for the entire season of Fall/Winter
2007-2008, BOTH pret-a-porter AND couture!!! Aaand I found them for
EVERY city - Paris! New York! Milan! London!--oh my!
The best part is, one can easily buy these Collections magazines at
your local, run-of-the-mill international magazine specialty store--but
they cost around $195 each. So I'm very happy to report that all that
dusting and packing today was really worth it: I rewarded myself with
$1000 worth of mags. Thanks, betch, for the swag..!
 
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| "Other people's shit."I guess the trash receptacle thing outside my apartment was piled on
too high, so I noticed my neighbors had started leaving their trash
bags up against the receptacles. This person in particular uses really
large, translucent garbage bags , making it really easy for me to make
the following observations:
-They drink a lot of Arizona tea.
-They had a shopping spree at Ralph Lauren.
-Perhaps purchased a new lamp/chair/frame at West Elm?
-They are Pottery Barn fans.
-"They" must be a couple b/c they apparently love home-decorating but
also subscribe to ESPN magazine. I mean, it couldn't possibly be just a
woman...or just a man. Could it?
-They order strange prepared meals packaged in rectangular white
plastic containers. Maybe they are on a microbiotic diet. Or
macrobiotic. I do not know the difference.
More trash stories to come.
By the way, this does not make me a voyeur as their trash is clearly in my way and in plain sight.
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| Due to my insomnia i've resorted to breaking out my boxed set of Sex
and the City. And while I was watching a scene ensue on screen, I began
to notice the street Carrie and Samantha were struttin' down looked
awfully familiar...and whattaya know, I noticed that the church they
were passing, that church of Friar Fuck (Samantha's words, not mine),
is literally like a few blocks from where I live! I live on E29th, and
THIS church is on E29th! I think E29th and Madison or something...and i
pass it everday on my way back from work. I believe it is now under
construction, and everytime I would pass it I was always intrigued by
its architecture because, well, it is a fairly good-looking church, but
the main entranceway structure-thing has a weird pagoda look to it.
Very East meets West which is why I thought this church (actually
called Church Around the Corner, or the "Actor's Church") was quite
tacky but not so much anymore. I mean, anything Sex and the City
immediately turns to gold. Sorta like the Midas touch but in a much
more modern, hipper sense. On a similar note, they were filming scenes
from "Lipstick Jungle" outside my buidling a few weeks ago, which
INCIDENTALLY, Candance Bushnell (who is the author of the original Sex
and the City book) ALSO wrote some book called Lipstick Jungle or
something that ABC or NBC has made into a toned down version of its
predecessor. Maybe i'll go to FF's church tomorrow. We'll see.
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