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Tuesday , March 17, 2009
TOO DRUNKED FOR YOU: The nogoodforme.com Drinking Game!
Happy St. Paddy's Day, readers of nogoodforme.com! Are y'all gonna get DRUNKED tonight?!? We sure are! In honor of today being the only day of the year when it is socially acceptable to slam beers before noon, it is officially DRUNK WEEK on nogoodforme.com. Welcome! Let's all celebrate and get TRASHED tonight, Babies!
However, there is a dark cloud to every silver lining, and in this case, there are two:
1) As awesome as it obviously is that today happens to be the drunkedest day of the year, it makes us (Kat Asharya, Elizabeth Barker and Laura Jane Faulds) very sad that we are a troika of the tri-coastal variety, and can't get drunked togeths tonight (at least there is such a thing as drunk dialing!)
2) As awesome as it is obviously is that today happens to be the drunkedest day of the year, it makes us (Kat Asharya, Elizabeth Barker and Laura Jane Faulds) very sad that we can't throw a massive Drunk Week/St. Pat's bash at the fictional nogoodforme HQ and invite all of y'all! Rest assured, we are some of the greatest drunk people you will ever meet, and it breaks our hearts that you just have to take our word for it on this one (unless you attended Spirit Animal House, and witnessed LJ's drunk raffle emcee performance, which pretty much says it all).
Luckily, we are three highly resourceful lassies, and, as such, have engineered TOO DRUNKED FOR YOU: The nogoodforme.com Drinking Game! Alls you have to do is open up nogoodforme.com, scroll downwards, and let the games begin. It may not be downing shots of tequila with Liz Barker on an inflatable plastic couch at 4 AM, but it's better than nothing. HAVE FUN! And always remember to drink responsibly, like we do.
+ Take a dainty sip of white wine (preferably one with a low alcohol percentage) any time Laura Jane a) talks about the Beatles, b) brings up Matthew Friedberger for seemingly no reason or c) posts a gratuitous digicam self-portrait of herself. If you don't pace yourself on this one, you'll be puking and asking your buds if they're mad at you within ten minutes.
+ Pound a tallboy of King Cobra whenever you see a picture or video of a baby animal.
+ Random Picture Entry? Random shot of SoCo!
+ Superlative? Super-big gulp of Malibu!
+ Is nogoodforme.com taking forever to load because it is so chock-a-block with awesome content? No worries! Kill time by running over to your local T.G.I Friday's/Applebee's/Red Lobster/Nastiness Whatevs Joint, and drinking a mango choco-passionberry margarita slushy the size of your head.
+ Keep it local: whenever Liz gets weirdly/randomly defensive against people who hate on L.A, sip on a Silverlake Slip. When Kat mentions New York City, drink a Manhattan! And when LJ brings up Toronto, bust out some nasty-ass Molson Canadian in honor of the Great White North.
+ Kat Asharya's kinda Goth-y. Pay homage to her dahhhhk-er moments by sippin' on some absinthe (or possibly Shlivovitz, which is pretty Transylvanian in nature)
+ Liz Barker is nogoodforme.com's resident sweetheart. Have a peach-flavoured wine cooler anytime you're totally cuted out by her maximum adorability.
+ If Laura Jane's being scrappy, it is definitely time to get to work on a 40 oz. bottle of Olde English.
+ Lolly, lolly, lolly, get your adverbs here: Every time you spot the words "totally," "hugely," "beautifully," "cutely," "gorgeously," and/or "awesomely," knock back an Absolutly Mistafying.
+ Whenever Kat or Liz indulges in early '90s nostalgia, down an Angry Helen, which would've been a really stupid name for an all-girl grunge band.
+ Dudes, if any of us addresses the nogoodforme.com reader as "dude," drink a Whatever Dude or a Dude, I Need Money.
+ Anytime Liz or Laura Jane claims to be addicted to Diet Coke, drink a Diet Coke. With whiskey in it.
HAVE FUN!! (and don't be afraid to leave us some drunk comments if you feel so inclined)
Tags: alcohol, being drunk, drinking, games, Kat Asharya, Laura Jane Faulds, Liz Barker, nogoodforme.com
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Wednesday , May 28, 2008
The He's Just Not That Into You trailer & F Yeah Tour
Hey guys, here's a little post about two things that have absolutely nothing to do with each other:
1. The He's Just Not That Into You trailer. I never read the book, but I've seen the Sex & The City episode probably 87,000 times, and I think I'm fairly familiar with the whole HJNTIY philosophy. (Don't waste the pretty, right? Got it.) Anyway, I was kinda meh about the movie, but the trailer's basically got me sold on it. Not so much because I'm like, "Well, that looks like quite the delightful romp!", but more because the cast is full of maybe-cheesy people that I actually really adore. Drew and Jennifer and Scarlett: totally three of my favorite movie babes. Justin Long + Ginnifer Goodwin = cutie-pie central. And you know what? I LOVE BEN AFFLECK. And I have a little theory that lots of people who fancy themselves quite discerning secretly consistently enjoy watching Ben Affleck as well, yet feel impelled to incessantly slag him off 'cause of that JLo movie or whatever. And while we're getting it all out on the table, let me also inform you that I so have the hots for Kevin Connolly and am just over the moon to finally have the chance to see him step outside of Vinnie Chase's excessively pretty shadow.
OK, I think that covers it. Here's the trailer.
2. F Yeah Fest
If you live in L.A. you maybe know about Fuck Yeah Fest, which is this fabulous and beer-soaked multi-day party thing that happens every beautiful summer in Echo Park. Apparently this year it's moving downtown, but not till after hitting 28 other cities across the country. Rechristened "F Yeah Tour," so as not to put off those of you who don't care for cuss words, it's got a revolving lineup of acts (including Matt & Kim, Brother Reade, Dan Deacon, The Death Set, and Monotonix, whom I love almost as much as I love Ben Affleck). Dates and lineups and all that jazz can be found here. It'll be a time and a half, I promise.
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Monday , May 19, 2008
nogoodforme's Desert Island Top 10 As part of our fifth birthday we're, uh, going on a virtual vacation? No, not really, but we are indulging in some pretend-escapism. Here's what we'd never be without if we were stuck on that proverbial desert island. Kat's List of Necessary Bounty That She'd Pack to Koh Samet 1. Record that makes me want to both dance and make out: Depeche Mode, Violator. Is Depeche Mode really my desert island record? YES. (I know; MV's not exactly desert-y, but I promise I'd pick some really secluded spot and not, like, camp out behind The Black Dog or anything. I've just been kinda homesick for The Island lately, so indulge me, please, won't you?) 1. Writerly necessities: Jill Bliss Treeline recycled-paper notebook and many Bic pens. Why not bring my MacBook, you ask? Because I'd get sand in it, silly! And it's funny 'cause whenever I tell people I'm a freelancer, they're all like, "Oh, so you must be able to just take your laptop down to the beach and work from there!" And I'm like, "Yeah, because my life is a Corona ad." Gawd. 1. Dr. Jack Shephard: If I were stuck on a desert island without some dude to share my idyllic tropical afternoons with, there would be no need to complete a Desert Island Top Ten list because all I'd require would be a rope or rag to hang myself with. A man needs a maid, as they say. And, just like the Yardbirds: I'm a man.
2. Cocktail that I'd sip while reading on the beach: Mango and/or passionfruit margaritas, or a bellini
3. Eco-friendly clothing essential I'd throw on over my bathing suit: Rogan for Target white sleeveless hoodie with giraffe print lining
4. Beach reading of choice: anything by Joan Didion
5. Favorite lip balm: Alba Botanica Passion Fruit Nectar lip balm
6. What I'd smell like: Jo Malone's White Jasmine and Mint cologne
6. Movie to crash with after dancing all night to cheesy music at the local discotheque: Marie Antoinette, Desperately Seeking Susan, Mulholland Drive
7. Bag I'd carry it all in: Army-Navy parachute cargo bag. Because, you know, shit happens, often when you're on the road.
8. Pajamas I'd flop around in: Dream romper from PI
9. Rainy day entertainment: Scrabble, or Animal Crossing on Nintendo DS. Why do you need people when you have a whole village of animated critters as your friends?
10. Getting to and from the airport: Ozocar . This is assuming I even make it back to New York, of course. Really, look at that island above the entry! You think I'd willingly leave that? Hell, no!
Liz 's Essentials for Unplanned Escape to the Remote and Faraway Land of...Martha's Vineyard
2. Musics: Like I already said, if'n I should ever get stranded on a desert island, I'm totally hiding all my favorite band's records inside their most recently released double album and counting it as one item. Take that, desert island police!
3. Musics, part deux: And in a second secret CD-smuggling case, I'd put my other desert-island top ten: Jane's Addiction, Ritual de lo Habitual; The Best of Jimi Hendrix; The Beatles, Abbey Road; Mary Timony, The Golden Dove; De La Soul, 3 Feet High and Rising; The Stooges, Funhouse; John Frusciante, Niandra Lades and Usually Just a T-Shirt; Rolling Stones, Beggars Banquet; Neil Young, Everybody Knows This is Nowhere; Patti Smith, Horses. (Sorry, Kurt: You almost made the cut, brah.)
4. Attire: Oh, probably just my new Hurley boxers and my favorite American Apparel camisole (in royal blue). It'd be totally swimmable. And if it weren't super-impractical (as well as completely stupid-looking given my chosen outfit), I'd take along my beloved cowboy boots as well.
5. Shelter: My car. My beautifully beat-up cherry-red '97 Honda Civic and I have been together since, um, '97; she is very much one of my most prized possessions. Plus my cat, Pillz Marie Iszhamaschoopmingface, could easily be sneaked inside. (And as you can see from the above photo, Pillz - clearly not understanding the point of the game here - decided to waste both of her two specially allotted desert-island items on separate copies of Neil Young's biography. Oh, big dumb cat.)
6. Beauty must-have: Jurlique Rosewater Freshener. In the summer I store this in the fridge and spray it onto my face 8 million times a day; it makes me feel free and full of light. I think it might be permanently out of stock now, which is kind of heartbreaker. So, yeah, in case we need back up, how about Pacifica's Nerola Orange Blossom perfume?
7. Literature: Burning Your Boats by Angela Carter. In many ways, Angela Carter's my favorite writer - and yet, I still haven't gotten through all the stories in Burning Your Boats. Being stranded on a desert island would be really perfect for finally righting that wrong, and plus I could read my favorite-ever short story "A Souvenir of Japan" eight million more times than the eight million I've already read it.
8. Sustenance: Hostess Cupcakes. I've pretty much broken free from my Hostess Cupcakes addiction, which demanded I consume at least one package every 10 or so days, but desertion is the perfect excuse for falling off the wagon. And if the cupcakes weren't available for some reason, I'd go with a neverending supply of takeout veggie fried rice from my favorite Chinese restaurant in my beautiful hometown of Worcester, Mass.
9. Viewing pleasure: My number-one criteria for this category would be "that which brings me the most joy," and so it basically comes down to either L.A. Story, Ghostbusters, or Point Break. I pick Point Break. Keanu could be like the Wilson to my Tom Hanks in Castaway.
10. Sporting good/spiritual vessel: A surfboard! I don't know how to surf yet, but I do know how to pop-up. I figure all the rest I can learn from just watching Point Break over and over.
Jack Shephard is my choice island companion for the following reasons:
a) He's already lived through the dirty thick of mid-Atlantic desolation and has proved that he can cope with flying colors.
b) A medical degree is certainly a handy asset when it comes to island living. Knowing my cursedly accident-prone self, I'd break both my ankles and catch life-threatening malaria within my first thirty seconds ashore. Good thing Jack would be there to bandage me up and sensually massage aloe into my bony kneecaps while gazing wistfully into my eyes.
c) In real life, a dude as hot as Jack is like twenty million light years out of my league. But if we were stranded alone together in the deepest core of the Bermuda Triangle with no chance of escape, he'd eventually start to go blind with sexual frustration and therefore would have no choice but to lower his standard and settle for me. Then I could seal the deal with my sense of humor and winning personality. Inner beauty- it gets 'em every time!
2. A Good Outfit, as pictured above: Vans slip-ons are comfortable and get better with age. In this world, there are Vans slip-ons people, and Converse All-Stars people. I'm pretty passionately on Team Vans. I've had my Chief Skulls for two years now, and they are nowhere near my desired level of tore-up-itude. Life on a desert island could really help push them in the right direction. The headscarf is totally multi-functional: it can be used to get the hair out of my eyes, wipe the sweat from my sexy boyfriend's brow, catch a fish, or hang myself if Jack ever dies. My Tonight's the Night t-shirt is a good call because it has sheet music on it, which I can use as a means of suppressing boredom by playing it on:
3. My Keyboard: It would be really frustrating to be stuck on this island, constantly coming up with killer Tropical Bop lyrics and melodies, only to watch them recede into purposelessness. Jack and I would live in a cave underneath a waterfall with killer acoustics, and I would serenade him every evening.
4. The Entire Beatles Discography: The only records in existence that I can safely say I'd never get sick of. It would be nice to have John Lennon there for emotional support.
5. An unlimited supply of Clairefontaine notebooks and Le Pens: Not to be all dramatic and buy into the idea of The Tortured Artist, but I really would rather die than not be able to write. If I didn't have any implements to document my never-ending outpour of quips, crap and amateur wit, who would I even be? I have crazy brand loyalty to French-ruled Clairefontaines and Le Pens, which are the perfect blend of inkiness and precision and come in weirdly cool colors like olive green, muted turquoise, and burgundy.
6. A "lifetime" supply of vegan raspberry tollbooth cookies from Lifethyme Natural Market: I'm assuming that my desert island is fully stocked with fresh pineapples, mangoes, Honey Crisp apples, tangerines, pomegranates, almonds, brazil nuts, soybeans and Goji berries, so all I'm really lacking is a complex carbohydrate. Lifethyme raspberry tollbooths are the best carb you'll ever taste. And they're whole-grain, too!
7. Mashipots the Mutt Puppy: A puppy would be so happy to live on a desert island, roaming free. I would make him a cute collar out of hibiscus flowers, and he could romp around the beach, catch fish with his teeth, and, at night, cuddle up to Jack and I for warmth in our treehouse/secluded waterfall cave.
8. Fuckscrap:: Weird, but true. Fuckscrap was born in September of 2004 when my old roommate pasted a picture of a wolf cub's face from a supplement that came free with the New York Post onto a cardboard cut-out of a cat. Fuckscrap and I have been inseparable ever since. I never go anywhere without Fuckscrap; he is my companion, and the one person in the world who truly Understands Me.
9. Zig-Zags and Rolling Papers: What? WHAT? Why should I be forced to quit smoking just because I had the shit luck of getting marooned on a desert island? If anything, being stuck on an island is a great reason to start smoking, if you don't already. It passes the time, alleviates boredom, and, I mean, really- what have you got to lose?
10. Monopoly: In life, Monopoly really is the gift that keeps on giving. No matter how many times you play, you never actually get a full monopoly of every available property. Maybe having it be the only attraction in town would change that. Watch out, Jack Shephard! My competitive streak really hits a fever pitch when it comes to the purchasing of Boardwalk. Also, playing Monopoly can remind us that there is capitalism, and that we have escaped it, which is fab. Don't eat my Get Out of Jail Free card, Mashipots!
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Wednesday , September 26, 2007
A few of my favorite things Apparently I haven't posted in nearly a month, which has lots to do with traveling and too much work and my computer dying a most gruesome and untimely death a few weeks back. In lieu of a big fancy proper-like post, I'm going to ease back into this with something much more hodgepodge and mishmash and scattershot, as that's what my brain's insides feel most like these days. So, here, a few things I love at the moment and want you to love too: 1. Jennifer of Hollywood For some reason bracelets make me nervous and itchy, but cuffs are a-okay. The ones I want most right now are from Jennifer of Hollywood, an Esty shop I first discovered with the help of Kime Buzzelli (whose October 18 benefit you must attend if you live anywhere near on L.A. - please please click that link for more info). Some beauties: 2. Rilo Kiley live Home in Boston last Friday night, I took my kid sister to see Rilo Kiley for her 16th birthday. Jenny Lewis wore this fantastic one-piece get-up complete with sparkly-gold hot pants, and damn was she hot to trot. My favorite moment was "With Arms Outstretched," which got me all choked up and will forever live on in my memory as the grandest show singalong of all time. I even get all teary watching the YouTube clip: 3. Random otherness Such as: Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon by Devendra Banhart (oh so quiet, but gorgeous and perfect for bedtime); Giovanni Styling Glue (best thing ever if you're frizzy-headed like me); the new Stina Persson website; Annie's Book Stop (an old love rediscovered last weekend in Maine - I could probably live inside the store for a few months or so). And something I wished I loved but I just don't: Giant Drag's cover of "Oh Father" by Madonna (you can go listen on Stereogum's little jukebox thing). I like it much better when Annie sings like a weird little cat-girl; here she sounds half-asleep and just sort of awful. Boo. (above: Stina and Devendra)
And you also most check out Jennifer's Brigitte Bardot Ear Dazzlers. And while you're at it, her fabulous blog.
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Monday , July 9, 2007
R.I.P. Jane Magazine I have to admit that I was a bit bummed to hear that Jane is folding. Even though the magazine at times annoyed me to no end, there's no other mainstream women's magazine that really espouses a remotely close-to-left-field perspective -- and I did like that they were started to poach some of Lula's creative talent in their fashion editorials. Now what's going to be my guilty pleasure reading when I'm traveling and grabbing bad candy and magazines at airports?
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Friday , April 6, 2007
Don't Think of Bunnies One time sophomore year of college my roommate and I put tons of bunny stickers on our dorm room door and then added a Post-It note that read, "Don't think of bunnies." But now it's almost-Easter and we want to think of bunnies all the time, especially that Cadbury bunny that clucks like a chicken. Some of our most favorite bunnies of all (left to right and back again): Smushie's wallace wallet, Danielle Maveal's bunnies kissing necklace, Lily + Amy's vintage rabbit t-shirt, Monkeyshines's little white bunny pocket mirror, Vosges Haut-Chocolat's Chocolate Bunnies,* and I'm Smitten's A Gift print. * We don't usually do chocolate here, but Vosges is probably the most stylish chocolate maker in the world - they even have their own super-cute t-shirts. And the bunnies have names like "Volcano Rabbit" (made with ancho and chipotle chilis and Ceylon cinnamon), and there's even one with ginger and wasabi and black sesame seeds. It's like chocolate bunny couture. I don't want them to ever go away.
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Wednesday , January 10, 2007
The Annual State-of-the-Blog Address Well, it's been a long time, hasn't it? Between the incredible time-and-energy-devourer that is film school and regular old life to be lived, I haven't had much time for fashion, much less blogging about it. I confess: I had been thinking lately of bidding adieu here -- not only is there the time factor, but there's no denying that my relationship to fashion and blogging is changing as my own life evolves into interesting new shapes. When I started blogging way back in the day in 2003, I started within a context where there were very few other fashion blogs. I'm not saying I'm a pioneer at all, always a notoriously ridiculous thing to claim on the Internet. (If anyone lays claim to being one of the first fashion bloggers, I think it'd be Marilyn and Ernest over at Look Online, to be honest.) But there was a dearth of fashion blogs, much less ones that were more "street" and/or personal in nature, and so I started this one to keep track of what interested me about fashion. Happily, this context has changed, and fashion in the blog world has truly exploded. There are too many awesome blogs to name, covering all sorts of perspectives from insider dish to geographic-specific street style to more personal takes on the daily chore of putting an outfit together to being hilarious, glorious entertainment itself. (Manolo, we're looking at you on this one.) Everyone has to wear clothes (usually), so everyone has an opinion about them -- and now everyone can blog about it. The democratization of fashion opinion is an exciting thing, I think, especially for an industry that can be so insular. There are so many people out there with sharp eyes and skeptical takes on what we're fed, and it's fantastic that they can be found and heard. And there are plenty of those with a thirst for the new that love to share what they're discovering, which is great as well. But with so many voices out there, so many links demanding to be clicked on, and so many URLs begging to be added to your aggregator, how do you choose what to read? And as a blogger, how do you find and keep your readers? The answer is usually by blogging daily, and unfortunately, it's not something that we can do here. I can't speak for Liz, but I can both say that we both have incredibly full lives, like everyone else -- and ours sometimes takes us far, far from a computer at times, on projects where fashion has to be a distant consideration to other, more pressing endeavors. And personally, I have to admit that my own relationship to fashion -- and my own style -- is changing. Rarely do I even have time to shop anymore, and the only time I can read fashion magazines is when I'm in transit in one way or another. Hell, I've had to stop reading most fashion blogs on a regular basis because I'm literally not near a computer! It's true what they say about reaching a certain point in your late 20s/early 30s -- suddenly there's no time anymore, especially if one fantastic professional opportunity after another presents itself to be taken advantage of. And on a personal level, the fashion world -- the scary-skinny models, the latest designers, the gossip around it -- doesn't really interest me as it used to. (Of course, this could be cyclical, especially after such a terrible Spring 2007 RTW season -- ughs all over!) I still love clothes, but in real life I have to love them with discernment, and zero in quickly on what "works" and what doesn't. This translates to paying attention to what you know what works, having an instinct for what could work, and ignoring everything else as noise. Fashion goes from entertainment to practicality. Sounds grim, but it isn't, as knowing yourself and your style translates into something even more gratifying -- confidence and freedom, and using both of those to live out your life. Despite all this, I don't think we'll shut down for good here. I'm just explaining, especially to those awesome long-term readers, why we are publishing a lot less frequently, sometimes disappear off the radar and then get all regular and enthusiastic again. Nogoodforme.com has always evolved, from its more personal "me, me, me" beginnings to an interest in the intersection of music and fashion. Throughout it all, we've always tried to support indie designers and boutiques and, in our own small way, sustainable beauty and fashion. And we're always try to do it all without being too snarky and bitchy. So stay tuned...we haven't gone away. Really!
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Thursday , December 7, 2006
For the Kim family Susie Ghahremani of Boygirlparty, who we keep meaning to write lots of adoring things about, is organizing a gift basket of handmade goods for Kati Kim and her daughters. Susie's looking for crafty stuff like blank/greeting cards, picture frames, and scrapbook/photo albums or lovely pampering items such as bath products, eye pillows, scarves, and teas (and she suggests you check out the website for Kati's boutique Doe to get a feel for her style and taste). And, Susie adds, "Kati loves forest animals such as squirrels, deer, birds, etc., so those would be fine to adorn any gifts for Sabine [seven-months-old] or Kati. Penelope [four-years-old] really loves horses. Kati also loves San Francisco things." All gifts must be received by next Thursday, December 14, but those in L.A. can bring items (clearly marked "For The Kim Family") to Susie this Saturday at Felt Club's XL Holiday Event (held at the Ukranian Cultural Center, 4315 Melrose). If you're interested in participating, please send an email to susie (at) boygirlparty.com with "kim family gift" in the subject line. Please include your name, phone number, and info on the items you might be sending. For more info, including where to send gifts, go here. And for the not-crafty, monetary donations can be made to the family at JamesAndKati.com.
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