Terry Richardson

after getting shit on my way to MoMA, i worked on my project and then headed to the book section on my way out. i decided to flip through the terry richardson book. i still don't know if that was such a good idea. here, one of his more "modest" photographs from (i believe) a tom ford campaign...

Pigeon Poop

on my way to work on a project at MOMA, i was pooped on. by a pigeon. right on my forehead. therefore i empathize with and, needless to say, felt much like the small child in the photo below...

i was on the phone with my brother when i felt this little wet "plop." that was when i said to myself (and my brother), "ohmygod. did i just get shit on?" i wiped my forehead with my sleeve and sure enough, pigeon poop. not only on my forehead/in my hair, but now on my sleeve. i told my brother i had to call him back, made a mad dash to the MOMA to check in, all the while hoping there wasn't more poop in my hair or on any other visible area (especially while speaking to the front desk.) 

has this ever happened to anyone? because this marked the second time i've had this happen. (in my life and also in a two year span.) and now that i think about it, i was on the phone with my brother the last time it happened. they say that getting pooped on is good luck, but now i'm just starting to think my brother is bad luck. 

in total, this is just another reason why i hate pigeons. 

1770 House

i read about 1770 House in the NYTimes today and i decided to check it out online.

and now, i want to go.

if not to stay, to eat at their tavern at least - everything about it is just so charming.

Nina Garcia

on my way back into my place of work after getting a venti iced coffee this morning, i had a sighting...

of (now) Marie Claire's Nina Garcia.

having worked in the building for some time, i'm surprised i have never seen her before. but today, i was graced with her presence as she was leaving the building, probably headed toward The Tents. she is very petite and normal looking and it was like a ray of light from the heavens was shining down upon her with angels singing "Hallelujah" in the background. (not to mention, i wanted to jump tackle her for her shoes - i think they were either Jimmy or Manolo.) 

anyway, Nina, you made my day.

Milk

i just saw Milk with my bf here in Chicago and i loved it. so take my word for it when i tell you to go check it out and that sean penn is still sexy...even when batting for the other team.

M.I.A.

a goddess among mere mortals.

Farewell, Domino

i'm crying. this sucks just as much as House & Garden

R.I.P.