Like Father, Like Son

Happy Birthday to two of the most ridiculous men I have ever had the privilege of knowing.

And loving, for that matter.

Happy Belated to my Faja (9.11)

and Happy 16th to my bro (today)

Love you both

Street Books

I found this sucker on the street today in Brooklyn for $5.

It's How You Play the Game - A Novel by Jimmy Gleacher

I finally finished Love the One You're With, (in one day), and I'm totally pumped to read this one.

catbird

I had the greatest thrill of going here today and thought you all should know about it...

It's called Catbird and it is full of trinkets.

I found the most incredible ring there, (among many other things), by the New York based design duo, Bing Bang. 

The label was started by jewelry designer Anna Sheffield and her brother. 

The ring looks like a belt buckle and comes in silver, 14k and 24k gold.

I'm after the 14k.

I've been having issues finding a picture, but when I do I'll make sure to post it.

But anyway, if you're ever in the area, check this place out.

It's right off of Bedford Avenue and N. 5th Street next to Fabiane's. (Hit them up while you're at it too.)

Modern Wing

Yesterday, I hit up the Modern wing of the Met for my Advanced Seminar in Modern Art class that I'm taking.

I have never really gone through the Modern wing and I'm really glad I did. 

I finally got to see some things I've been meaning to see.

Like this...

Jeff Koons "On the Roof" show

This picture doesn't really do the colors of the pieces justice.

His work is just so fun and playful to see.

And if I had a rooftop apt, I totally would want a "Balloon Dog" to go on it.

Damien Hirst "The Physical Impossibility of Death in the Mind of Someone Living"

I am obsessed with sharks.

So obsessed that I basically live for Shark Week on the Discovery Channel and I have told my parents to not be surprised if I call them one day, at 45 years old, and tell them, "Family, I am quitting my job and leaving for the Caribbean to study sharks in their natural state."

So naturally, the Hirst shark has been something on my list of things to see.

And MAN, shit is WILD! 

My mouth literally dropped when I walked into the room where it was installed. 

It is SO cool, yet SO creepy that I felt as excited as a 5 year old on Christmas day mixed with the hee-bee-gee-bees.

I really didn't know what to do with myself.

I finally looked more into his work last night and it is just...out there.

So eerie. And I'm fascinated by it.

Tara Donovan's Untitled (Mylar) Installation

I really enjoyed this.

Donovan is known for using ordinary products to make something, well, extraordinary.

Here, she used silver Mylar tape that she made into connecting ringlets.

It reminds me of a pattern you see on crisp, clean, white, modern linens.

Yeah yeah, I know this isn't ultra Modern, but its Manet - who's work is said to mark the beginning of the Modern period. 

This hangs in the 19th Century galleries of the Met.

Its called, "Mademoiselle V...in the costume of an espada"

It dawned on me yesterday how much I enjoy Manet and large scale 19th cen. paintings.

Especially portraiture.

The day I can have a house full of these...

boy, that will be the day.

Dislike Post #2

After sweating all the booze out of my system via my 7 am run in the park, I went to Whole Foods to do a bit of grocery shopping. 

And much to my dismay, one of my biggest pet peeves occurred while waiting to order my Jamba Juice...

having someone stand too close behind me in line. 

I HATE this. 

To the point where sometimes I feel like asking, "will standing unnecessarily close to me REALLY make the line move all that much quicker?"

Because as far as I have been informed, 

IT DOESN'T.

It just makes me crazy. 

And its an even better experience when the person who does this to me is a Manhattan Mom.*

Why are you in such a rush? 

You don't have kids to pick up.

You don't have a job to go to.

Unless your rush is your mission to find out if your husband is cheating on you with his secretary. 

THEN, I will understand.

Bahhhhh.

*Note: I actually LOVE Manhattan Moms and the mythical, magical creatures that they are. Really, I do.

Hot New York Dads

What makes me break out in a sweat faster than sitting on Sheep's Meadow on a humid New York summer day, you ask?

Hot New York dads.

Or just hot dads in general. 

I don't know what it is about them, but...DAMN!

Here, I leave you with a picture of Aidan a la Sex and the City.

Because does anyone remember the episode when Carrie runs into him and he turns around and has a kid strapped on the front of him? 

And the first thing out of your mouth was, "O.M.G."?

Because not only was he even sexier than when she dated him, but he transformed into a hot dad?

Yeah. Hot dads. Snaps for you.

Mental Vacay

For the few of you who check this for updated witty banter, I apologize for the obvious gap in my posts. I was too busy drinking, smoking, straight west coasting, etc. 

(And I can say that because I am from California and that is actually where I have been.)

But now I am back in New York and back from my mental holiday, ready to whip myself into a verbal frenzy. 

And I hope you are ready too.

Enjoy.

xoxo

AK