This is a mourning song

I've been keeping my mouth shut for some time about my current television devotions and it's time for me to spill my guts. Dear Rock of Love producers...HOW COULD YOU?!?!?! In two weeks time you allowed the greatest show on earth become a boring clusterfuck of bitchy brunettes. Come on, everyone knows you show is fake, why did you have to let Ashley leave? Seriously! I know, I know, she's happily making a bundle off of public appearances and stripping gigs with Farrah (the other love of my televion life) and she's back where she belongs, in the arms of her Biohazard-looking baby daddy, James, but now what? Am I going to have to go to Vegas to see discount Juliette Lewis in her full Hello Kitty tattooed glory? She of memorable quotes such as "People who eat basil are lame."



VH1 you made me miss her so much I had to request her friendship on MySpace (who has a private profile when they have 13,000 friends?) And no, Daisy of Love won't fill the void.

I can only hope she has something in the works along with Shaun from Tool Academy.

Black velvet if you please

A new religion that'll bring you to your knees

Another post up on the Vice Blog, this one about my black velvet cloak obsession.



Check it out and once again, show me love. So far the comments are awesome!

The Chosen (and not the Jewish kind)

My friend works at a modeling agency. They get tons of regular submissions from people who want to be models. He started blogging some of the best and brightest of these hopefuls. Some are amazing, some are depressing, some are striking, and some are just plain...well...you'll see.

The Chosen

Here are some of the photos he's posted:









It's been around for less than 24 hours and already it's the most amazing blog I've seen in ages.

My best thing

So I am working on a clothing collection piece and it got me thinking about my favorite t-shirt. I may not wear it the most, but it is the crowning jewel in my collection. I got it when I worked at Beacon's Closet. It was stuck in a bag full of old khakis and polos. I started giggling with excitement when I pulled out it. The sellers who were nearby laughed and the girlfriend chastized the boyfriend for trying to sell it. "No one is going to want to buy that old thing from you."
"You wanna bet?" I asked and it ended but being the only thing I took in from the bag. It's totally thrashed and threadbare in the most perfect ways. There are holes all over the stomach and the armpit is slashed. It's 50/50 so it's almost see through. So good.



That picture was taken at the Municipal Waste show at Peter Buxton's old loft, the High Five Spot in early 2006. Hence the raised beer. I had just gotten done taking a month off boozing and was back on (off?) track big time.



I remember wearing it when I moved into my old apartment on Broadway back in 2006. I was driving the moving truck when I thought I had room to squeeze through and ended up shattering the drivers side rearview mirror on a drug dealers Escalade. Here I was, a terrified little white girl driving a UHaul truck being forced by some giant scary dude to go to the bodega on the corner and give me $70 cash on the spot to pay for it while I was wearing a goddamn Body Count tshirt that said "187 All Cops" on the back and a white denim miniskirt. Welcome to the Neighborhood.

Barbados!!!

So, you may be wondering why I haven't posted about my vacation yet, or you may just not care. But, here is a vacation rundown I did for Vice, Barbados - You Should Go on a Tropical Budget Vacation. It's a vacation Top Ten. Again show your love and leave me comments...I'm the new kid on the blog, totally fagged and slightly insecure.



I wish it were always bikini time. I like being as naked as possible but only when contextually appropriate and not actually around real naked people. I guess I'll test that when we go to Burning Man...wait, I didn't tell you about that? Oh, that's another story...just you wait.

TCB

DJING on Wednesday at K & M.

I just got ahold of a bunch of records from my old apartment including some serious punk and metal comps, The Warlock Pinchers (Morrissey Must Die!), and some random funny 7" I haven't listened to since I was about 16, (Third Sex anyone?) Don't worry, I'll only subject you to the best of the best of the Battletits Vault.

On the road again...

I'm going on the road with Love as Laughter in like 2 weeks! Sean is playing bass and Nic Gonzales is playing drums. It's been awesome listening to the old songs from Sam's back catalogue while Sean is learning them. So stoked I have such a ruling, talented roommate, the one and only Mr. Sam Jayne. If anyone has buddies in any of these towns hit me up and we'll have fun. I'm looking forward to some epic psychedlic journeys and lots and lots of sunshine!

Apr 7 2009 8:00P
Square One with Arbouretum Greensboro, North Carolina

Apr 8 2009 9:00P
Tasty World w/ Arbouretum and Puddin Tang!! Athens, Georgia

Apr 9 2009 8:00P
Cafe Eleven with Arbouretum Jacksonville/St Augustine, Florida

Apr 10 2009 8:00P
New World Tampa, Florida

Apr 12 2009 8:00P
TBA ORLANDO!, Florida

Apr 14 2009 8:00P
The Engine Room with Arbouretum Tallahassee, Florida

Apr 15 2009 8:00P
The Bottletree with Arbouretum! Birmingham,, Alabama

Apr 16 2009 8:00P
The Emerald Lounge with Arbouretum! Asheville, North Carolina

Apr 17 2009 8:00P
TBA Chattanooga, North Carolina

Apr 18 2009 8:00P
Milestone with Arbouretum Charlotte, North Carolina

Apr 19 2009 8:00P
TBA Wilmington, North Carolina