Saturday, May 31, 2008

Sweet Home Chicago

So Chicago ain't that bad(some people will kill me for even insinuating that there's something wrong with it). It's no New York but there are certain things in this city that make me happy and are in some ways, irreplaceable.
1. Hot baristas at Intelligentsia
2. Cherry pocket danishes on Saturdays at Selmarie
3. Laurie's Planet of Sound
4. The shops on Southport
5. Cubs games
6. Hot guys at Cubs games
7. Drinks at the Sofitel bar
8. Sweet Thang bakery
9. The outdoor patio at Laetitia's Cafe
10. Shoes at Akira
11. Guys playing volleyball at North Ave. beach
12. Montrose dog park
13. Free concerts and movies at Grant Park
14. Summer festivals
15. Coffee and cake at Julius Meinl
16. The Subterranean
17. The Music Box theater

18. The cute DJ at NorthSide Bar
19. Reading a book in Emerald City Gardens
20. Doing the RedEye Sudoku and crossword every morning
21. The Reader
22. People watching on Michigan Avenue
23. Walking around downtown on my lunch break
24. Eye sex with hot guys on the El
25. Hunting for Mies van der Rohe "Barcelona" chairs in public buildings

Friday, May 30, 2008

Absolut Man Candy

This post is in honor of the Sex and the City movie. Thank you for Jason Lewis aka Smith. This man is so gorgeous. Hopefully he'll have a meaty (!!) role in the movie. :-)

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Man Candy

The French Open is well under way and so I thought that Marat Safin would be a great choice for Man Candy. Man, tennis players are super sexy. Roger Federer is still my favorite sexy player but Marat is not too bad either. If Federer is the good guy gentleman of the tennis world then Safin is definitely the resident bad boy.

Pet Peeves- Part 1

I have many pet peeves. So many that it was a daunting task to try and write them ALL down. So I had to do some triaging and came up with a list that is satisfactory for now.

Not getting my coffee as soon as I want it- it leads to coffee withdrawal symptoms: irritability, mild violence, erratic behavior, abusive language. In short, not a pretty sight so you’ll probably want to stay away from me.

Delayed/cancelled flights- there’s nothing worse than being stuck in a goddamn airport because your flight was delayed or cancelled for no apparent reason. Once I was scheduled to leave for NYC at 3 PM and my flight didn’t leave until 9 PM! This other time my flight was entirely cancelled and I ended up spending the whole day at O’Hare (see previous post where I lashed out at United Airlines), doing Jack Daniels shots at the airport bar with a fellow stranded traveler.

Slow people- not as in mentally slow, but just physically slow. I’m a fast walker and there’s nothing worse than being stuck behind some slow-ass person or, even worse, a tourist who stops every 5 seconds to take pictures.

Tourists from the middle of fucking nowhere- see above. They complain that people in the city are mean. Well, you know what?? We don’t like you either. You’re invading our city streets with your mom jeans, obnoxious kids, and sweatshirts proclaiming whatever state you’re from. Have some sense of the place you’re at…Michigan Avenue is NOT a farm. While I’m at it, how about also getting rid of those fanny packs?

Overtly peppy people- can not stand! I’m not gonna be nice to you so this whole thing you’re doing trying to be super nice to me is just going to backfire on you. Bitch, please, don’t try to act like you’re my best friend because if you do my coffee deprived self will not be pleased.

People who list “The DaVinci Code” as their favorite book- I picked it up and couldn’t get through 2 pages of it. It was seriously that bad. I even made it halfway through “The Devil Wears Prada” and that wasn’t a literary masterpiece. People criticized the book for its historical and factual inaccuracies and misrepresentation of Christianity but I think it should have been ripped apart for its below par writing. Dan Brown’s attempt at creating a suspenseful atmosphere is laughable. So if anyone claims that it’s their favorite book then I must, by association, surmise that you too are a tasteless, brainless piece of crap. End of story.
This is actually different from having read and finished the book. I really don’t mind that but please, for the love of all that’s good in the world, don’t say that it’s your favorite.

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

8 Fun Things To Do With Toilet Seat Covers

When my face is so shiny Paris Hilton can use it as a mirror to check herself out I run for the nearest bathroom and get one of those toilet seat covers. They work wonders at soaking up all that excess oil from your face while keeping make-up intact. It’s seriously the best thing ever. How I love multi-purpose products…not only can you protect your ass from the nasty stuff in public toilets but you can also combat over-active skin glands. But that got me thinking “What else can you do with toilet seat covers?” The answers might surprise you.
1. origami
2. instant push-up bra!
3. stuff into too big shoes
4. fashion it into an avant-garde necklace and tell everyone it’s the latest thing in Paris
5. bow ties
6. hair curlers (wrap hair around and twist up)
7. write the great American novel while on the can

Some of these suggestions are more serious than others.

And The Award for Dumbest Mistake of the Year Goes To...

Traveling sucks. What sucks even more is missing a flight for no apparent reason. I think I’ve hit a new low (or high?) of incompetence: missing my flight after I checked in and after I got to the gate. How is that possible? Well, it takes a highly skilled person to do it. And by “highly skilled” I mean “without any fucking common sense.” That would be me. This is how it all went down.

8:00ish AM arrive at airport, check-in
8:10 AM have a smoke outside the terminal, check out hot marine
8:15 AM check out hot marine in security line
8:20 AM cleared security, waiting in line for my grande iced Americano at Starbucks
8:30 AM buy trashy magazines at newsstand
8:35 AM at gate B18, waiting for flight, txting my girls
8:40ish AM boarding begins, I get uncontrollable urge to pee (probably from all the coffee I just drank)
8:56 AM got back to the gate, everyone’s gone, doors closed.
9:05AM I watch as the plane is pulling away without me on board.

FUCK THIS SHIT. The asshole at the counter would not let me in, fucking douche. Thankfully I got on the next flight and got a sweet ass exit row seat but I was thisclose to potentially missing that one too (due to a CTA malfunction, totally not my fault this time...tho going to Sweet Thang for a croissant might make me about 20% responsible)

Man Candy

Too tired....there you go, some Man Candy. Benjamin Bratt. What more do you want? Now I'm gonna go and give myself some shock therapy. Maybe that will help me come out of this Florida-sun induced brain coma (more on that later)

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Confessions Of A Beauty Junkie

I have a not-so-well-kept secret: I'm obsessed with beauty products. You name it, I have it: eyelash curlers, several tweezers, eyeshadows, lotions, perfumes, blushes, bronzers, and too many lipglosses to even keep track of all of them (I routinely find some long-lost shade at the bottom of a stashed bag.)

A trip to Sephora is akin to a spiritual journey. I giddly anticipate the moment when I'll be surrounded by all those fabulous beauty products, all available for my testing pleasure. And once I'm there....ah, beauty Nirvana. Of course, I end up leaving the store with about 5 different shades of lipstick piled on top of the other. I haven't met a lip product I haven't liked. In a way, lipgloss to me is like men: I waste my time and money on a whole bunch but always end up holding on to just one or two of them (which I keep in rotation- also very similar to guys.) I admit, it might be a problem. At least I know what I like. After much trial and error I found certain things that are like the Holy Grail of beauty for me. There's no one brand that I truly prefer to others but I do gravitate towards NARS products. They have some pretty suggestive names and that's probably why I like it, aside from the outstanding quality of the products.

Some things I can't live without:
NARS blush in Orgasm, Deep Throat
NARS lipstick in Belle de Jour
NARS lipgloss in Turkish Delight
Maybelline mascara (yes, the cheapie drugstore kind is the best)
BadGal BadLash mascara (for special occasions)
Sephora black eyeliner
L’Oreal black liquid eyeliner
SPF all year round, baby (seriously)

Everything else is replaceable and exchangeable. Don’t care must for a particular brand of eyeshadows, I just use whatever I’m in the mood for. Sometimes it’s purple and pink, sometimes shimmery brown, gold, or even moss green.
Red lips aren’t for me. They require too much maintenance. I love a smoky eye…that’s my thing- dark eyeliner with superlong lashes and a nude lip. It’s the rock’n roller in me, it can’t be helped. Enough rambling for now and apologies form the extremely self-indulgent post. Actually, had a choice, could have not read this til the end.

Love Is (Color) Blind

There’s an interesting piece in Jezebel on dating outside your race. Some people view it as “vengeance dating”- dating someone of a different race with the purpose of pissing other people off (presumably family or people of your own race.) It’s fucked up. Whatever happened to dating someone because you like them…the person? It’s not a question of race, it’s a question of being attracted to an individual and that has nothing to do with skin color or eye shape. I’m white and I’ve tasted the rainbow (haha, Skittles) and I like it all. Sometimes I fixate on a particular type of guy, so much that a friend of mine “accused” me of reverse racism, but generally I find ALL races attractive.

I really don’t understand how some people can exclude a whole group of people from their pool of what they consider attractive. Especially when they are referring to people of their own ethnic background. Another friend of mine claims that she could never date an Asian guy (even though she’s half-Chinese) because “I just don’t find them attractive.” WTF? That ain’t right, yo. There’s something attractive in every ethnicity, you just have to open your mind- and legs- just a teensy tiny bit, and put aside stupid white-centric ideas of attractiveness, in order to see it. Love is color blind. Maybe that’s just my silly/idealistic take on it but I like it and I'm sticking to it!

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

OMFG!! Jen and John??! NO WAY

There’s nothing remotely intelligent, educational, or insightful about celebrity gossip magazines. They are held to an editorial standard slightly above The National Enquirer but slightly below Cosmo. But they sure as hell are entertaining whenever you need mindless fun. Tabloids are the equivalent of E! News in the world of print (and I fucking LOVE E! News)

After years of research (trust me on this one) I’ve discovered that there are certain things that must be included in order to have a successful issue:

Lovely ladies in lovely frocks (and the budget swaps)
Gratuitous celebrity beach shots
Who’s hooking up/breaking up
Brangelina and/or TomKat rumor du jour
Style winners and losers
Start getting thin/fat
Baby or wedding pics
Diet tips

The good folk over at People, Life&Style, OK!, Star, InTouch, and US Weekly toil their surely little asses every week to satisfy your sick obsession with celebrity. But not all mags are created equal…well, they are but some are more equal than others. It’s a mad mag world out there and it can be daunting for the tabloid novice. Where to start? Good question. My evaluation of the leading celeb rags as follows:

People- caters to the celebrities themselves so you can be sure that there are not so many outlandish rumors in it; generally reliable info but skews towards the blah in entertainment value.

OK!- celeb kiss asses. I’d suggest reading it only after all other options have been exhausted. Also, what the fuck is up with the exclamation point at the end.

Life&Style- heavy on the style. You can be sure to find at least 10 pages dedicated to the latest trends, what your favorite anorexic starlet is wearing and how to replicate the look. Being an irredeemable clotheswhore, I kinda like this one, anorexic starlets aside.

US Weekly- latest gossip. There’s always something on the non-existent Jen/Angelina drama and Jessica Simpson’s love life. Great gym read.

Star- the grande dame of tabloids, here you can find the most ridiculous, salacious cover stories and rumors. Thoroughly entertaining. Star also seems to have an obsession with celebrity bodies as there is always a story on celebs with cellulite, weight loss, and “scary skinny” celebs. It’s a mixed bag.

InTouch- Star lite. I don't care for it.

Man Candy

Duuuuude! I love Harold and Kumar and I love John Cho. He's abso-fucking-lutely adorable this one. And it seems like he knows a thing or two about getting blazed. Haha. Not that I encourage people to do that or, drugs are bad. Don't buy drugs (but if you happen to get them for free then by all means)
Anyway, John Cho- he's cute, check out the suit!

Now for a classic Harold and Kumar quote: "Did Doogie Houser just steal my fucking car? "

Yes, yes he did.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Random Thoughts

It’s often hard to write something that is well-worded, insightful, and funny at the same time. More often than not I have failed at accomplishing that. Blogging is not like a college essay: there’s no introduction, middle, and conclusion. One can try to do that but it seems that it’s artificial and not in synch with the fast paced medium of the internet. Posts tend to be more like glimpses into a person’s mind at a particular time. That’s what I’m trying to do here: write about whatever comes to my mind, whenever. Luckily, my head is always preoccupied with one of six main categories:
Pop culture (music, movies, celeb gossip)
The dismal state of the world today

I don’t want to sound shallow and I recognize that some of those categories are not exactly scholarly pursuits but it comes with the territory. I’m not a one dimensional person and I don’t have any one interest. I’m also a product of a society obsessed with image and beauty but I call myself a feminist. Luckily, the two are not mutually exclusive anymore. I can fucking love to get dolled up and take an interest in international politics at the same time. Being intelligent and pretty (or so I’ve been told) can co-exist somewhat peacefully.

Music Musings- Jeff Buckley

Today is gloomy and depressing. My whole body hurts from working out last night and I really could use some Vicodin. Naturally, this is the perfect backdrop for a Jeff Buckley binge. Oh Jeff, you were so brilliant. Your songs speak to the millions of people who’ve experienced love in its most dismal forms: heartbreak, cheating, disenchantment, fear of commitment, unrequited love. Sometimes I just need to feel miserable and you always do it for me. But this is not some self-indulgent, “oh you should feel sorry for me” post (well, because I thoroughly enjoy my misery, thank you very much!)

I’ve talked about music a little bit before and now I’d like to expand on that, specifically on Jeff Buckley. His music touches the heart and stirs the soul. He’s undoubtedly one of the most talented singer/songwriters of the 90’s and it’s just so tragic that his career was cut short by a freak accident. Buckley’s vocals are alternately ghostly and desperate, as if they’re being weighed down by some inner tumult that has no other way of being released. That’s a common theme in his lyrics: turmoil, intense depression and elation, lust, and love. His songs aren’t always smooth, in fact, they are often jarring: lyrically and musically.

Despite The Tears is a good example of this. The song starts out melancholy with:
He found a letter from his lover
She said she’s never coming home
His things were lying on her doorstep
And his tears they fell like rain
Like in a lot of his songs, the lyrics tell the story of a love gone wrong with a tone of regret and relegation to the status quo permeating throughout. The track culminates with a wrenching repetition of “despite the tears” and “he would always lover her” that is contrasted with the musicality of the rest of the song.

Buckley’s music really speaks to my tormented inner self. Lord knows that I’ve made a lot of mistakes in my love life and I guess it’s nice to know that someone out there feels the same way.

Man Candy

Mixed race and wearing a suit…yum! There’s nothing more that I can ask for really. Oh, and he’s from Chicago which is pretty fucking sweet too. Just look at those come-hither blue eyes. Meow!

Summer Fashion

I love summer- hot nights and hot days, barbecues, beer, baseball games, the beach, and hanging out with friends. What I don’t love is the hot, often sticky weather and what it does to my hair. Seriously, it poufs up and out and I end up putting in a whole bunch of product that ends up making it worse. I also don’t enjoy sweating through all my clothes after 0.5 seconds of leaving the house. That’s why this summer I decided to rely on a wardrobe of versatile dresses in colors other than black. Okay, I lie…I have 2 black shirtdresses that I plan on wearing to death. It’s impossible to give up black entirely and it just wouldn’t be in my nature to not wear black 75% of the time. Here are some of my picks for the perfect summer dresses and how to wear them.

For play: Forever 21 halter dress, $29.80
The color is striking against pale or tan skin and the shape is superflattering (it masks a tummy after you've had too many cocktails.) I’d forgo any necklaces on this one and stick to silver or gold hoops and a nice cuff bracelet. Okay, here’s the fun part- you can wear it during the day with flat gladiators or wedges and swap the shoes for a hot sandal at night. Brilliant!

For work (or play): Arden B. silk/cotton blend tunic, $78
Easy and breezy. The silk/cotton blend is super breathable and ensures that you’ll stay cool even in the hottest summer day. Layer over leggings for work or wear alone for after work. There’s seriously nothing easier to wear than a shirtdress and this one is so fucking perfect. I got it in both brown and cream so I have many options. Throw on a lightweight, colorful scarf and big shades and you’re good to go.

Monday, May 19, 2008

Man Candy

I saw Iron Man for the second time in theaters. Now that doesn't happen often, I'm not about to pay 10 bucks for something that I've already seen but sometimes there are nexceptions. Actually, I wasn't all that into seeing the movie in the first place but I was totally blown away by it. Tony Stark is a great character because he treads the fine line between anti-hero and superhero. Robert Downey Jr. does such a great job at developing the character. Jon Favreau probably made the best decision when casting him because he's absolutely brilliant and believable as the boozing, womanizing, self-involved Tony Stark.
Now on to Robert Downey Jr... I had no clue this man had such a rocking body. My jaw literally dropped when he was pounding all that iron to make his suit. Good to see that he's having such a great comeback because he's no doubt one of the best actors out there.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Why I Hate North Face- And Other Stories

Confession: I judge people on how they look. So fucking sue me. Everyone does it, like it or not. Oh but you're gonna say "It's not the way you look that matters, it's what you can bring to the table" blah blah blah. The harsh reality is that you're never going to make it to the table if you look like a total slob. So suck it up. Well, outside a professional environment outward appearences shouldn't matter so much. But I find that making snap judgments based on people's outfits saves me a lot of trouble and time. There's a few things that tip me off to the nature of a person so I know right away that they're probably someone that I don't want to associate myself with. So let's get to it.

1. North Face fleece jackets- ubiquitous on college campuses nationwide. There's an especially high concetration of them at sports bars around Wrigley Field on both men and women. First of all, these were made for athletes and mountain climbers. So unless you're an athlete or mountain climber there's no real good reason to wear one. Chicago weather being what it is, a fleece jacket might be useful BUT with so many more stylish options out there why settle for North Face (not to mention that they are WAY overpriced.)
And when like over half of the people at a bar are wearing the same thing why would you want to be one of them and blend in? Where's the originality? Fashion is supposed to be a form of self expression. Wearing the same thing as everyone else sends the message that you're not creative or have an individual sense of style.

2. Uggs- Jesus, I don't want to go over this again.

3. Popped collars- make me wanna throw up a little in my mouth. Most places are not a frat house, so save this "style statement" for the next kegger, not the real world.

4. Too short jeans/pants- really now...most pants can altered to fit properly. There's no excuse. If they're too short just don't buy them. It's as simple as that.

5. Anything with writing on the ass- it's just really trashy and also not 2003 anymore. It's a beg for the wrong kind of attention.

6. Too tight/too shiny/too low/too short/too whore-y
This very broad category includes exposed bras, too much cleavage, caked-on makeup, "bra bulge," nipples, anything that shows off a tramp stamp, hooker heels, and anything purchased at Discovery Clothing.

So by following the above guidelines you too can avoid talking to people that are clearly not worth your time. I believe that clothes are a reflection of the person wearing them and sooner or later their true trashy personality will show even tho it may not be immediately apparent.

Man Candy

So Kal Penn may not be exactly scorching hot a la Gabriel Aubry but I just love him. He's funny (Harold and Kumar) and he can play leading man just as well (The Namesake) I don't know, there's something really endearing about him. He seems like the kind of guy that you can drink and get high with and still take home to mom and lie and tell her that he's like in med school or whatever (yep, because he's brown and all brown people want to be doctors...oh, stereotyping at its best)

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Fashion Shot of the Day

Love this chick! She's beautiful, smart, and really talented...oh, and she looks good with a shaved head too. Can she seriously do any wrong?
So let's start with this ensemble. Formal shorts are a tricky thing to wear. They can easily veer into the Beyonce at the 2004 VMA territory (remember those gold lame atrocities...who can forget?) In this case however, the shorts effectively act as a skirt with the matching tailored jacket. I love the fuchsia shirt and the pom pom pumps (oh look, alliteration...I wasn't even trying.) So much fun! Her hair works perfectly too- the tousled waves keep it from looking severe. Kudos.

Man Candy

I recently saw a pic of Ioan Gruffudd (pronounced like Griffith...don't ask me, it's Welsh) and I was like "Damn, who is this fine-ass gentleman?" Sadly, I was never a fan of The Fantastic Four so his hotness is news to me, I did miss out though. This picture of him is great, a la The Sartorialist. I suppose now I'm on a binge of hot guys in suits. Haha!

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Man Candy

Yay, more hot guys in suits! It's Jess from Gilmore Girls...I mean, Milo Ventimiglia. Whatevs. He will forever be Jess from Gilmore Girls to me. Now if only he'd dump that 18 year old skank and date me. Seriously dude, what are you thinking? You're 30, she's 18. That ain't right. 23 on the other hand, is perfect for you.

Fashion Shot of the Day

So as I was watching Season 3 of Arrested Development last night I fell in love with Charlize Theron all over again. So I was so excited to find this photo of her at a Christian Dior party (she’s wearing the designer’s clothes too.) In my opinion she’s one of the most beautiful women in Hollywood and seems really nice and grounded. She’s not stick skinny either and love that fact that she’s rocking her au naturel chest in a low cut dress (too much cleavage is so tacky, especially the silicone kind) Speaking of that dress…love dramatic ruffles and strong purple color. It looks amazing on her. And those shoes! How unexpected. Purple and mustard yellow can look heinous together but she makes it work. A wise accessory choice.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Just A Thought

So I've been thinking of snapping pics of random people on the street (people that I find interesting) and posting them. I'm no Scott Schuman but I think it would be really interesting especially since I always see people that would photograph really well. Problems:
1. I always forget my camera at home
2. It might be awkward to ask randoms "Hey, I have this blog, can I take a picture of you? I'm not some psycho, I SWEAR!"

1. Start carrying the damn camera.
2. Having some sort of business card with the blog name on it.


Guys In Suits

There's a little magic that happens once a guy puts on a suit. He's instantly sexier, especially if he doesn't usually wear suits. I don't really know what it is, maybe the debonair quality, but it makes me weak in the knees. Ok, ok, you got me...I was just looking for a good reason to post this pic of Jim Sturgess. Haha.
But seriously, I do love it when a guy wears his suit just so, when he puts his personal spin on it whether it's rolled up sleeves or a vest and unlaced boots. It's sexy as hell!

(image via, it's a really great site, check it out)

Man Candy

I thought I'd start you guys of this Monday with Chiwetel Ejiofor. This yummy brit is not only easy on the eyes but is a great great actor to boot (hello! Dirty Pretty Things, anyone?)

Friday, May 9, 2008

Fashion Shot of the Day

It's my girl, Rihanna in Elle magazine. I saw the pics today and she looks absolutely gorgeous. Her hairstyle is stunning on her. Wish I could pull it off.

Thursday, May 8, 2008


"I really appreciate hot men."
-non-statement of the day by the one and only TJZ. You're my bitch for life!
FYI we were talking about the really hot guy baristas at Intelligentsia in the Monadnock building. They are hot. Check them out:

Fashion Shot of the Day

In my opinion, the lady hardly ever does wrong. Her style is always edgy but she manages to make it look elegant and effortless at the same time. That Balenciaga dress is a hard one to pull off but it's absolutely amazing on Diane. I like that she paired such an attention-grabbing dress with muted shoes. Oh course, her best accessories are those gorgeous legs (and Joshua Jackson...where is he?)

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Man Candy Redux

I can't get Barack Obama off my mind! He's just so damn handsome and the future president of the United States of America.

Fashion Shot of the Day

How adorable are they?? They'd make the best looking first couple since Jackie O and JFK. On a side note, Michelle looks great in tangerine. The color really pops against her skin and the shape of that sheath dress is super-flattering. If only she ditched those pearls already!

Campaign '08...How Much Fucking Longer?

Yet again, the primaries in North Carolina and Indiana have failed to settle the question of who’s going to be the Democratic nominee for president. In what it’s becoming to be the most anti-climactic race perhaps ever, Mr. Obama and Mrs. Clinton have each secured wins in North Carolina and Indiana, respectively. Although, it would be fair to mention that Obama won by a landslide while Hillz barely held on to her lead.

At this point, Obama not getting the nomination would be a fucking joke on the Democratic Party. He leads in the popular vote and the delegates are supposed to reflect that. Overall, he does better with young and college educated voters, regardless of color which is refreshing. Clinton won the ivillage demographic and blue-collar workers. Not that there’s anything wrong with blue collar workers or middle aged women but this group failed to acknowledge the vast political and ideological ramifications of each of the candidates.

True, Obama may not have so much experience but the mere fact that he emerged as the leading candidate after being considered the dark horse shows that he has the charisma and political gumption to pull this off. And although his association with one Jeremiah Wright Jr. may have hurt him it by no means broke him. Wright’s inflammatory rhetoric doesn’t stand a chance against Obama’s thoughtful and heartfelt speeches (that speech on race…I fucking cried at work!) Mr. Obama stands for change in a country that so badly needs it and I hope that he will be able to deliver.

So far, the Democratic primaries have been a testament to people’s ability to look beyond the lines of race and gender so I suppose that no matter who comes out on top we all win in the end.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

An Open Letter to an Asshole

There’s nothing I love more than a good old fashioned screaming match over Gchat, particularly when it ends with cutting a complete douchebag out of my life. It all started with a conversation on amateur porn and it quickly escalated into a war. In my opinion, that of a 23 year old educated, multi-cultural, multi-lingual woman, these 18 and 19 year old little girls lack the self respect to know any better than to put up pictures of their boobs on the internet. On the other hand, this asshole says that it’s “self expression” and it’s no place for me to judge.

Well let me tell you something, or a few things, actually:
1. I was once an 18 year old girl and I’ve done or would have done many regrettable things. Certainly, there are things that I regret doing now.
2. Self expression should involve doing something creative and pornography is not it. There’s very little creativity involved in pointing a camera at your vagina and snapping a photo, then putting it online for millions of people to see. Self expression should be done through your mind, even bad poetry counts.
But clearly, the authority on sex is a 20-something year old overweight frat boy(yes, that is actually him in the picture...thanks Facebook.) Honey, you’re kidding yourself if you think you know anything about what’s going on in the mind of teenage girls. You don’t! You’re absofuckinglutely clueless. To claim that you know the psyche of a teenage girl is completely ridiculous and laughable.

I’m glad you had the audacity to accuse me of “being too scared or not having the self esteem to post those kinds of pics.” My mama raised me right! My sense of worth is not wrapped up in my looks and sexuality. I’ve got a mind of my own and I’m not afraid to use it. Or are you just bitter that I wouldn’t sleep with you and that I am completely immune to your charms and jiggly gut? I’m not one of those sorority skanks that you’re used to.

Props also for attacking not my argument but my personality. I think I’m better than everyone else? Perhaps, but does that affect the validity of the points I make? As far as I know, that’s a fallacy: Ad hominem. Look it up…or maybe they don’t have that on whatever amateur porn site you’re on.

Our so-called friendship has been great while it lasted and I truly wish you luck in finding some pathetic girl with enough low self esteem to let you stick it to her. Sayonara!

P.S. Using "l8ter" is not acceptable for anyone over age 10.

Man Candy

With so many sexalicious pictures of Ryan Reynolds out there it was kinda hard to choose just one. So that's why I posted two pics! Look at those as...OMFG. I just want to lick them. That ScarHo is one lucky lady but she still can't fucking sing.

Monday, May 5, 2008

Man Candy- Edición especial

¡Feliz Cinco de Mayo! I totes forgot that today we should celebrate Mexican hotness. Therefore, Diego Luna... he goes well with margaritas, and with me. ¿Llámame, ok?

P.S. Cute sweater ;-)

Man Candy

Oh monday, monday... and Matthew McConaughey. Just for kicks I'll also include a gratuitous ass and back shot.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

May Day, Mayday

Anthropologically speaking, race is only a socio-political concept, as there is no discernible difference between humans. It is all credited to biological variation with no one "race" either superior or inferior to the other. Race (and I do mean "race") has been used to justify a number of heinous crimes and discriminatory policies throughout the history of this country (and the world.) Unfortunately this practice does not seem to have an end. The immigration "problem" is only the latest manifestation of narrow minded legislative implementation. What, if anything, makes undocumented immigrants undesirable? These people are an important part of the US economy, generation billions of dollars of revenue and yet they are treated as if they don't even exist.

Today I had the pleasure to witness one of the most moving displays of human solidarity- the Immigrants Rights rally in downtown Chicago. The energy in the air was incredible and I felt truly inspired (inspired enough to write a post about something other than Man Candy.) I think that the people, working together, can really make a difference and make strides towards achieving equality amongst everyone. I think that the best way to achieve this is to elect a president that's visionary and really cares about the most pressing issues right now. Ok, shameless plug here for Obama! But yeah, seriously... it's time for change.

I just so happened to have my camera on me today so I snapped some pics:
"Si, se puede"



Man Candy

Mr. Demi Moore is looking fly on the cover of the latest issue of Details magazine. Nom Nom. I can haz Ashton?