And it’s pretty frickin’ awesome. Here’s a vid of the new Jay-Z track Death of Autotune… (I think it might be a special Hot97 version.)
It makes me really happy and jealous. And driving drunk is dumb, but so is getting in strangers’ cars, chicas.
And sometimes cab drivers let you smoke.
So, I moved to Newark. It’s weird. I actually seriously dig it here. I loved and will always love Brooklyn, but Newark is like what I imagine Brooklyn used to be like. Everything here seems so undiscovered and ignored and just waiting for a bunch of crazy kids to move in and repurpose it in some kind of DIY revolution. My house is like that.
So I was excited to see this article linked and discussed everywhere this week. Apparently Newark is turning around. That would almost be too bad. Newark’s got so much grit to it but it’s open and …clean in a way Brooklyn isn’t. I’m 10 minutes from the Holland and 10 minutes from a Target and Wal-Mart in Union. If Whitey McHipster came over from Brooklyn and priced my ass out I’d be so upset. All the good ethnic places would be replaced with Tempo Prestos. And I’d have to listen to douchey conversations on the Path train.
Hipsters, stay back!
Oh, my God, this is the best BK shout out ever- hello, Brooklyn…
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Jay-Z shows love to Dublin.
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I have a problem with my gear multiplying. As I move from place to place during the day, I am followed in a pigpen like fashion by a rotating amount of Djarum packs, lighters, red lipsticks, Lego Star Wars figurines, my phone, random notebooks, and you get the picture. On any given day I can return home with way more items than I left with. I love these compact and cute reusable totes that you can just stick in the bottom of your bag, in case. I would worry, though, about not only carrying one more thing, but using it cause it’s there. Still, it’s better to be prepared…*
*ridiculous facial expression optional.
One of the best things about living in New York is the constant inspiration on the street and subway. The pants I’m wearing right now were acquired after asking a very eager to share woman at Broadway-Lafayette where she got them. I may not have taken them off since. New York City dwellers are subject to temperature extremes (60 degrees outside, 160 on the subway platform where you’re stuck for half-an-hour), environmental exposure, long walks to and fro, and other look killers you just don’t have to deal with when you drive to and from work in your own climate controlled space.
A few weeks ago I spied a woman in her late thirties who looked like the perfect combination of together and polished and professional and stylish and casual. She was wearing a neat little suit derivative that really embodied all this. An approximation:
I’ve always wanted a swanky-pants office. And this one just completely takes the cake. Gorgeous. Amazing. Inspiring. Pink. Oh, Design Sponge. Y u so crazy awesome?
An idea that’s way overdue- someone’s gone and made a walking tour vice-map of Lower Manhattan! Now I know what to do on my next summer vacation! (Via Thrilllist.)
I’ve gone on and on about my love for homegrown beauty products, and I lovelovelove The Bubble Roome’s Brooklyn-themed natural offerings. Now that their site’s back up, I’mma have to check out their gorgeously-packaged Hemp Oil Lotion. None of the scents are based on my favorite- dark chocolate- but the Clementine & Cedarwood looks like a really nice option.
