Red, White, And Rose

A pocket corkscrew? Add this to the "Things I Wish I Had Invented" file.


For sale here for $25.

"Where Are Those Fucking Boots!"

...Is what P and I were shouting at about 10.30p last night, the impatient toddlers that we are. We went to see Little Boots at Le Poisson Rouge—along with T and D—and I have to say that I can't remember the last time I left a show so...so...in love. (Though, unlike the could-be mos behind us, I do NOT want to have her babies.) And I can't decide what I liked most: the suburban girl dance routines, the Hitchcockian platinum updo, or, um, the music. So judge for yourself?

Stuck On Repeat - Little Boots

Meddle - Little Boots

Try to look past the fact that this photo is soooo over-styled that I want to shoot myself. I picked it for the sheer blondness of the hair.

And Now I Want To Read The Blog

I've had zero interest in Look at This Fucking Hipster until now. I mean, I get the joy of it, but I can see people wearing gold lamé shirts, neon orange sunglasses, and ironic top-siders without going on the internet. But! The lovely Max Silvestri did a Q&A with the guy behind the meme for Gawker of all places. The best part's below, but the whole thing's genius—in a way that makes me suspect I know who mystery blogger is, too. ANYWAYS:

The only hipsters I hate are the motherfuckers who write quasi-intellectual hate email to me. I get so many messages that are like, "Fuck you, man. You're the hipster...You're using a false term to describe something that's just a social construct." Okay, I get it, you went to college. What do you want from me? A grade? You want me to grade your email? 'F' There. You get an F. Go away. Everyone went to college.

Name That Baby

Oh, god help us. I'm sure this comes as a huge SHOCKER, but people name their offspring after celebrities. In this culture?!? But! According to an article by baby-naming expert (yah, who knows) Pamela Redmond Satran for The Daily Beast, they don't stick to, um, classy ones: Three of the fastest-growing names for girls are Khloe (Kardashian), Miley (Cyrus), and Audrina (Partridge).

I mean, what about Whitney? At least she got the spin-off.

The top 10s are here (and are pretty predictable)—Madison, anyone?

"I Exfoliate With Products From Sephora"

You know, just some fashion rap. Normal, everyday stuff.

The Jessicas

At the Met Gala.

For the win:

Jessica Stam. I mean, first of all, Rodarte. Thank you. Beyond that, everything works: the hair, the shoes, the pose.

At the other end of the spectrum:

Jessica Biel. I've said this once, and I'll say it again: High school volleyball player. That's all I see. And, why do I feel like these two clowns look like they're at a costume party where they decided to go as Brad and Angelina? Not working.

More pretty and not-so-pretty dresses over ats The Cut.

Basshole

From, oh, just the best site eva.

Try Not To Love This. I Dare You.

Taylor Swift's video for "The Best Day," which is about her mom and composed entirely of home videos. I mean, die.