Wednesday , October 21, 2009
We're Obsessed: My Parents Were Awesome
(L: Andrea & David. R: Another David, who's probably my soulmate.)
Lovely Anabela was the one to tell us about My Parents Were Awesome, a beautiful blog I spent a lotta time scrolling through last night while listening to "Hidaway" by Karen O and The Kids on repeat and drinking a owl-adorned bottle of Hitachino Nest ginger brew in tribute to Bob and Terry from Where The Wild Things Are. It was an exercise in melancholy for sure, but what better way to spend a Tuesday evening than to immerse yourself in sweet nostalgia? All the posts on My Parents Were Awesome are reader-supplied, long-ago-taken photos of moms and dads, and I'm blogging about it today in honor of my own mom's b-day. A few favorite shots from the blog:
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Tuesday , June 2, 2009
We're Obsessed: Mika Miko's Video for "I Got A Lot (New New New)"
Last night I dreamed that the video for "Wild Bore" for Mika Miko was playing on this gigundo movie screen in the center of town and I totally flipped my lid and started pogoing all around like a goddamned kangaroo. It was awesome. (I also dreamed that it was "The Day Kurt Cobain Would Have Died If He Hadn't Died in 1994." It was sad.) So yeah, my second favorite Mika Miko video after "Wild Bore" is "I Got A Lot (New New New)," which premieres today on fucking Pitchfork TV. It was directed by this guy Randy from this band No Age and edited by this girl Alisa Lipsitt who made this movie called 1960s Butterfly Girl starring this supermodel named Frankie Rayder. Watch it 87 times and then buy the song so it can be your #12 party jam of the summer. Gwyneth Paltrow will be so mad for not thinking of it first.
Thursday , May 28, 2009
We're Obsessed: AwkwardFamilyPhotos.com
I've been searching for an excuse to post about Cake Wrecks' Literal LOLs category, but it'll probably never happen - Meggy already gave props to Cake Wrecks a while back, and how many Cake Wrecks shout-outs does one fashion blog really need? So instead I give you AwkwardFamilyPhotos.com, which is definitely my second-favorite snapshot-based humor blog of the week, or maybe even the century. Here's a few featured items, and please note that all italicized words are captions snipped straight from AwkwardFamilyPhotos.com:
Never before has a birthday cake photograph been so chilling.
Not much to say about this one, except I so want a Les Mis sweatshirt!
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Monday , May 25, 2009
We're Obsessed: "Deathbed Confession" by Chain and The Gang
One time when I was drunk last Saturday I sent a Twitter text saying, "If yr obsessed w/ something as a joke, pretty soon you'll prolly be obsessed for real. that's why ian svenonious is the same as brody jenner." Really abstruse stuff there, but I think I still get it now that I'm sober. The deal is that for about 12 hours this weekend I got a big kick out of thinking Ian Svenonious's band Chain and The Gang is stupid: I saw them on Friday and their set was halfway killer but the room was way too hot and I kind of hated everything - mostly because the whole scene/sound felt like something out of 1998, and I'm really not much of a fan of 1998. (In general, the late '90s should all just go die - what a bullshit moment in rock history.) Then, after my third or fourth listen of "Deathbed Confession," I stopped feeling all proud of myself for mildly disliking Chain and The Gang and started loving the song so much that I had to just keep playing it over and over and over till I got every word catalogued in my steel trap of a brain. It's not a perfect song but it's so groovy and creepy and goofball all at once, and I love the way Ian rhymes ("I killed MLK, for the C.I.A./And Malcolm X, for Federal Express," "I faked the moon landing, I saved Hitler's brain/It's in Argentina, but it controls the U.S.A."). I want you to have "Deathbed Confession" so bad, in fact, I'm gonna give you three different ways to hear it:
1. Watch this video from some show in Kentucky:
2. Click on the magical jukebox:
3. Download the mp3 at The Decibel Tolls blog.
You might also want to watch Stephen Malkmus on "Soft Focus with Ian Svenonious", if you're not taking off for a backyard barbecue anytime soon or something. Happy Memorial Day!
P.S. I should probably clarify that I like Chain and The Gang way more than I like Brody Jenner, whom I've recently upgraded to "moderately inoffensive" due to his looking almost slightly attractive for five seconds on the Hawaii episode of The Hills.
Thursday , April 9, 2009
We're Obsessed: Debra "Deb" Morgan and her Dirty, Dirty Mouth
If you don't watch Dexter, it's definitely time you started watching Dexter. It stars David Fisher as a surprisingly sexy serial killer with a heart of gold; it's HBO-smart (even though it's on Showtime, which I auto-hate because it is nicknamed "Sho," which makes me think of some loser I used to know), funny in a real-life way, and Harry Potter-style addictive.
As much as it rules to watch Nate Fisher's baby bro strut his Adonis-bodied stuff around Miami and kill people, the real gem of Dexter's gem-heavy ensemble cast is Debra "Deb" Morgan, the number one character on any TV show ever that I most relate to (Move over, Chandler Bing!) Debra is a classic fuck-up; she always jeopardizes her crime-fighting abilities by getting personally involved in cases, even going so far as to date the Icebox Killer (who looked like Mike D of the Beastie Boys, only eight trillion times hotter). She also curses a lot. Which is fucking awesome.
Some of the best-ever Deb Morgan curses include: calling babies "motherfucking roly-poly, chubby cheeked shit machine[s]", her penchant for turning "motherfucker" into "fuckmother", and the classic "Sweet Mary, Mother of Fuck!".
However, the numero uno, coolest-ever Deb Morgan scene- the moment when I realized that Deb and I are pretty much the exact same person, only she's a cop and I'm so not a cop- was the time when she stayed at the station all night looking for a lead on the Freebo case; when Detective Angel Battista asked her how much caffeine she'd had, she took a sip of her Super Big Gulp (which she is always drinking, because she is AWESOME) and responded, "A METRIC FUCK-TON".
Deb Morgan, I love you a metric fuck-ton, and I wish we could be best friends. Never the fuckmothering less, you are a fictional character, so instead I will just have to settle for watching Internet gold like this
BEST OF DEBRA MORGAN HAVING A DIRTY MOUTH VID:
Thursday , April 2, 2009
We're Obsessed: The New York Diet
One of my favorite things about the nogoodforme.com homepage right now is there's a picture of Michael Showalter eating and then a picture of Josh Hamilton eating. I love pictures of famous people eating! More than that, I love food diaries, which is why our pal Teri's breakfast blog is one of the most magical things on the Internet. (Teri: Give us more! We are hungry for pistachio French toast, or at least sentences about pistachio French toast!) Anyway, the Sho photo and the J.H. photo are both ganked from The New York Diet, which apparently is a regular feature on New York magazine's food blog. The column's got dozens of food diaries from foxy people like Santogold (who's addicted to coffee-infused ginger cookies), Andrew WK (who likes hot dogs in his mac-and-cheese), and Missy Rayder (sister of Frankie Rayder, aka the most beautiful person I've ever had a conversation with - Missy digs on brisket and Coldstone, btw). There's also a few cats we maybe don't find so foxy but remain stupidly curious about, like Agyness Deyn (cheese and ham dumplings with apple sauce, really?) and her ex-lover Albert Hammond Jr. (boring; too much Raisin Bran). And Kevin from the first Real World, and the third Conchord, and Kurtis Blow and Darcey Steinke and David Cross and Sandra Bernhard too.
And of course there's Sho, who loves cookies. "I drink a lot of milk primarily because I eat a lot of cookies," Sho says somewhat cutely. In his last entry he eats at the same place my little sis and I ate had pancakes at Saturday morning, so that's really awesome. I like that guy.
Now, a couple more pictures of famous people eating:
Thursday , March 12, 2009
We're Obsessed: Black Feathered Cadet Cap by Ryan Wilde
I first met Brooklyn-based milliner Ryan Wilde one rainy September afternoon, when Emily Richmond and I fell so deeply in love with her and her two cutie-cute buds, Valerie and Georgia, that we absolutely could not help but make a pseudo-slumber party-esque video with them. Soon after, Ryan, Georgia and Val opened up TRIA (the best store of all time) together; I am heartbroken to report that TRIA is set to close in the near future, which is such a huge tragedy I can't even deal with it. However: every dark raincloud has a silver lining, my children! The good news is that Ryan Wilde is set to open up her very own showroom this April; it will be located at 109 Broadway in Bushwicky-Williamsburg, Brooklyn.
I was just in New York this past weekend (I had a lovely trip, in case you're wondering), and decided that purchasing a handmade, one-of-a-kind Ryan Wilde chapeau would probably be the best investment of my life. I was so right about this one! My RW cadet cap harkens back to a finer time (said "finer time" being "the glorious days of olde"). Just as all dudes should drink Sazeracs, all ladies should wear hats, and carry them around in hatboxes (it felt really awesome to be carrying a hatbox around Port Authority bus terminal before catching a gnarly Greyhound this past Sunday). I have already worn my hat thrice- it makes me feel so spesh!
I will totally rock this hat anytime I ever have to do anything remotely formal, but what I am particularly stoked about is pairing it with jeans and a ratty t-shirt while running out to the grocery store or getting coffee or whatevs. This hat represents everything that I love about getting dressed: this hat means you care. Ryan Wilde cares, and so do I, and so should you. In conclusion: HAPPINESS IS A WARM FEATHERED CAP.
Thursday , March 5, 2009
We're Obsessed: HO SU- Japan meets Korea meets Toronto meets LJ
I have eaten at HO SU (254 Queen Street West, at John Street) three times in the past six days, and I am planning on going there again tonight. After I eat there tonight, I am going to New York City for the weekend, and I am going to miss Ho Su a lot. I am going to tell people in New York about Ho Su, and then I am going to get the Ho Su logo tattooed on my forearm. That way, I will never forget how much I love Ho Su. Which I do. Infinitely.
TOP TEN REASONS WHY LAURA JANE CHOOSES TO CHAMPION HO SU AS TORONTO'S HOTTEST RESTO:
1. It is Japanese and Korean, and by this I do not mean Japanese/Korean fusion. I don't understand what fusion cuisine is, really, but I don't like the sound of it. At Ho Su, you get to pick your poison, which is awesome. Sometimes you're in the mood for bibimbap; sometimes you're in the mood for sushi. Ho Su understands this, and is there for you no matter what.
2. Sometimes, you may not be in the mood to eat bibimbap, but you might be in the mood to say "bibimbap," because it's fun to say. At Ho Su, it is always contextually appropriate to say "bibimbap." And I appreciate this.
3. Even if you play it strictly Tokyo, Ho Su still gives you all the rad Korean condiments for free: kimchi (it's vegan; I checked, though sometimes kimchi is not vegan, because of fish sauce- make sure to ask!), some cute little-bitty soybeans, and some other thing that I don't know what it is except it's really delicious. You also get free edamame.
4. I am addicted to kimchi. Part of the reason why I've stopped eating at restaurants that aren't Ho Su is because they don't give you free kimchi. Ever since I discovered Ho Su, I spend all my non-Ho Su meals thinking about how I wish I had some kimchi to put on them. I should buy some kimchi, or maybe just bury some cabbage in a clay pot and let it ferment on my own.
5. BEST WAKAME SALAD I HAVE EVER EATEN IN MY LIFE, and I always order a Wakame salad.
6. Sometimes being a vegan at a sushi restaurant can kind of blow, because your only option is a dinky avocado roll, which is insufficient and never fills you. But Ho Su is consciously vegan-inclusive, and have 2346734637 billion awesome veggie sushi options. My fave is the Futo Maki: carrot, spinach, and Japanese pumpkin. You can even get Kimchi Maki!
7. They do sushi with brown rice, which is really hard to come by in unsophisticated backwater Toronto.
8. The tempura is mind-blowingly good, and they always give you an onion ring. It's like the best dirty diner onion ring you've ever had, because it's healthy and complex and fresh, and you can put kimchi on it.
9. It's really inexpensive, especially considering all the free shit they give you. Ho Su is one of those places where your total is always $10 less than you expected it to be.
10. It is situated in between two of my favourite places in all Toronto: Pages Books & Magazines, which is a really good bookstore, and Gardenview Convenience, which is a really good convenience store. It's also across the street from my Backup 'Bux; I don't really care about this, but I dunno- maybe some people enjoy a good cuppa post-Kimchi Pike Place.
Thursday , February 26, 2009
We're Obsessed: Capybaras!
LJ's right on about how spending time with animals is a really reliable stress-reliever. But for those sad times when you don't have any furry friends nearby, a nice alternative is to Google-image-search supercute animals whose existence you just discovered five seconds earlier. Like, yesterday in some DailyCandy article about Brazil, there was a bit about how capybaras (aka capivaras) reign as the world's largest rodent. Which totally made me skeeve until I looked closer and realized that capybaras are ADORABLE! Lookit!
THEY DO KISSING:
THEY SWIM WHILE SNACKING:
THEY ROLL DEEP:
THEY HANG OUT WITH BIRDS ON THEIR HEADS:
THEY DRINK MARTINIS AND SMOKE CIGARS:
Capybaras: They're just like us!
Thursday , February 19, 2009
We're Obsessed: The Cannabis Coloring Book
Isn't it nice to have friends who get you? A few weeks ago, I received a belated holiday package from one of my BFFs containing this killer slice of literature along with the Yellow Submarine picture-puzzle I recently bragged about in my Too Laura Jane's Bookshelf For You post.
Basically, The Cannabis Coloring Book is just a bunch of psychedelic black-and-white pro-marijuana illustrations. Basically, The Cannabis Coloring Book is just a bunch of THE BEST SHIT I'VE EVER SEEN:
PS: NOGOODFORME.COM IS OFFICIALLY THE "HIGH TIMES" MAGAZINE OF FASHION BLOGS