Glasser "Apply"

She's on the front cover of Fader right now, therefore destined to become big. I saw Glasser at the Williamsburg waterfront one Sunday afternoon in July and loved her voice and her dance moves.

Oh L'Wren, what were you thinking?

I realise that if your boyfriend is Mick Jagger, you can do whatever you damn well like in this world and pretty much get away with it, but what the hell was L'Wren Scott thinking when she designed these $2,725 boots? INSANE. How they hell is anyone going to get those on? Only a seasoned stripper would even know where to start...

Biutiful trailer

This movie is directed by the brilliant Alejandro González Iñárritu (Babel, 21 Grams, Amores Perros), it stars mega fox Jarvier Bardem, and the photos used in it were taken by talented Australian photographer Fergus Stothart who lives in Spain. What more do you need?

Puppy love

I'm interviewing Katherine Heigl tomorrow. Today she is in the media because she has just donated $1 million to help get animals spayed and neutered in Los Angeles, a very noble cause. Heigl is a big dog lover and earlier this year she was awarded the ASPCA's Presidential Service Award for her work in animal rights. I also love dogs and cats and feel like crying every time I read figures on the numbers who are euthanized each year simply because no-one wanted them any more. Good on her for using her Hollywood profile to promote the rights of animals.

Time for cuteness

I'm not really into modern pop music, with the exception of Beyonce and Jay-Z and some of Lady Gaga's songs like Bad Romance. Oh and I also have a secret soft spot for the Sugarbabes, who I was introduced to by a dear friend and former housemate who is an absolute pop fiend, but most of their songs are almost a decade old now so I guess they're probably not on high rotation on commercial radio much these days.  Anyway, I hear this song being played absolutely everywhere in New York, and I know it's big in other countries too. Despite the fact it is an ultra-commercial-catchy-pop-sensation, I like this song and the cute film clip too. I also don't mind the cute boy in the red cardigan - I've already professed my love of cardigans publicly once before.   

Bob Dylan's art



This is one of Bob Dylan's paintings from his new series about Brazil. If anyone is in Denmark between now and January 2011, you can view his art work at Statens Museum for Kunst. What a multi talented man he is!



Boys on film

Last night I was in a classic American dive bar on First Avenue and they were playing really great music, including Heart's Magic Man and Fleetwood Mac's Dreams and Carly Simon's You're So Vain. I would have ordered a Pabst Blue Ribbon but this bar wasn't quite divey enough. Whenever I hear this song, I think of Sofia Coppola's The Virgin Suicides and this clever montage of Trip Fontaine. I haven't seen Josh Hartnett in a film for a while but I know he's hanging around downtown Manhattan because about four people have mentioned him to me in the last month. Regardless of wherever his career has taken him subsequently, I think he was wonderful in this film, and I think Coppola did a great job of fetishising a male actor for the delight of female viewers, something not seen too often in Hollywood films. I was discussing this recently with a group of clever creative gals and we couldn't think of another example where a male character is depicted on screen quite clearly through a female gaze, apart from Brad Pitt in Thelma & Louise and most recently, Robert Pattinson in Twilight. I attribute the enormous popularity of the Twilight films in no small part to this overt female gaze and the way Pattinson (and the werewolf) are offered up as fetish objects for viewers in a way Kristen Stewart is not.

Couples

I think Harmony Korine and Chloe Sevigny looked like the perfect couple, except of course for the fact that he loved drugs more than he loved her and she grew tired of his antics. Imagine if he'd been able to sort himself out earlier and they'd stayed together and got married and had babies. I reckon those kids would probably look a little something like this -

This is America's most stylish eight-year-old, according to GQ magazine, Arlo Weiner, son of Mad Men creator Matt Weiner. He makes me want to have children so I can dress them in adorable red velvet blazers and corduroy trousers. Then there are some couples who should never have created children -

Wine has never looked more glam



"A good photograph is one that communicates a fact, touches the heart and leaves the viewer a changed person for having seen it. It is, in a word, effective." Irving Penn



Halloween or haute couture?

I'm a big fan of patterned stockings in winter. I just bought these at Century 21 for $11 (god bless Americans and their love of discount designer wares) but I'm not sure if they're a bit too Halloween. Thoughts?   

I love Michelle Obama

I've been discussing Michelle Obama over the last few days with some very intelligent lady friends. She has been getting a hard time in the press over comments she allegedly made to France's First Lady Carla Bruni about her life in the White House being "hell." A new book about Bruni written by two journalists, Michael Darmon and Yves Derai, claims that when Bruni asked Michelle Obama about her position as the US president’s wife, she replied, "Don’t ask! It’s hell. I can’t stand it." Both the White House and Bruni's people have strenuously denied the book's claim, but this hasn't stopped the press here from publishing the quotes as though they are fact. I don't believe a woman as savvy as Michelle Obama would actually have uttered such words to Carla Bruni, but I don't doubt for a second that this is how she really feels. I think her life would, often, be quite hellish. The woman didn't go to Princeton and Harvard to redecorate. As a friend sagely said, "Michelle Obama never wanted to be First Lady; she had a career and now she's gardening. She's no Laura Bush." Her initial reservations about her husband's run for the House of Representatives in 2000, based primarily on the impact the move could have on their children's lives, were well documented. Imagine having to deal with death-threats made against your family and having your children's every move tailed by the CIA for their own protection?  She has sacrificed her own career for the sake of her husband's, no small ask for a highly accomplished woman. When will we see more men forgo their own professional ambitions to raise children and support their high flying wives? I don't know many guys willing to entertain the idea, and while pay equity is still an issue, I guess it isn't a viable option for many women.

They really do rule the world

I forgot about Empire of the Sun when I wrote my ode to Melbourne bands who are big in NYC. I was a big fan of Pnau in the 'Sambanova' days when I first started uni and everyone in Melbourne was nuts for electronica and we all wore Royal Elastics and Mooks was our boutique du jour. Then when I graduated and moved to Western Australia, I listened to a lot of The Sleepy Jackson (and Little Birdy) and loved the prodigiously talented Steele siblings, Katy and Luke. Now I'm in NYC and every second Hummer that cruises down the Bowery is blasting Empire of the Sun, that psychedelic combination of Luke Steele from The Sleepy Jackson and Nick Littlemore from Pnau. I used to think Steele was becoming Australia's very own Roy Orbison, with his incredible voice and penchant for black suits and dark glasses, but now he's more like a chubby David Bowie in the Ziggy Stardust era. These guys are responsible for decent dance music being played on commercial radio, and they make rad clips.  

Bless his little white heart

I'm not claiming that he possesses the artistic genius of Franco, nor any great intellect or sparkling wit. All I'm saying is that he's one god damn good looking young man. http://www.brisbanetimes.com.au/entertainment/robert-pattinson-embarrassed-by-nude-scenes-20091118-imfe.html?from=smh_ft

God bless America

I love American candy, especially Reese's peanut butter cups. Here is a recipe I saw on a food blog for mini-brownie bites with Reese's mini-peanut butter cups inside. I haven't had a chance to make these yet but they sound delicious!

INGREDIENTS
3/4 cup butter, melted
3/4 cup white sugar
3/4 cup brown sugar, packed
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
2 eggs
3/4 cup all-purpose flour
1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
40 mini Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups, unwrapped from the brown paper

DIRECTIONS
Preheat oven to 180 degrees C.  Spray mini cupcake pan with non stick spray.  In a medium bowl, mix melted butter, sugars and vanilla.  Beat in eggs one at a time. Gradually add flour, cocoa, and salt and mix until combined.  Fill each cupcake slot slightly more than halfway but not more than 2/3 full.  Place a peanut butter cup in each slot pressing it down until it is almost level with the batter.  Bake in preheated oven for 15-18 minutes or until done.  Allow the brownie bites to cool for 5 minutes before removing from the cupcake tin. 
*Notes: Be sure to remove brownie bites 5 minutes after coming out of the oven.  Otherwise they might cool and stick to the sides making it difficult to get out.  If baking these in a pan, your baking time will increase to 25-30 minutes.  You can be sure they are close to being done when you can smell them from your oven.

I love cardigans



Oscar de la Renta at NYFW 2010 shows cardigans can be chic and glamorous.



NYC neighbours

Well last night I finally saw my pugnacious neighbours in the flesh. They were walking upstairs as I was descending, and Frank Booth the maniac himself courteously stopped to let me through. He looks more like Neil Young than Dennis Hopper, but still crazy as hell. Before I actually saw them, I could hear him ranting, "So I told him, 'I love my wife.' You know I love you baby but sometimes you make me mad," to which she was replying, "Yeah....yeah....yeah, I know, I know..." She was wearing a very strange wig - there are a lot of women in this city wearing ill-fitting wigs, but they also dress in a manner which reveals they are adherents of a rather old-fashioned faith. Mrs Booth looked more scarecrow than Satmar. She's certainly seen a few Marlboro Reds in her time, or spent her youth baking on the beach. Once I was a few flights of stairs below them, I heard him say, "Damn that's a nice smelling perfume that lady is wearing." "Yeah, it is," she agreed. Coco by Chanel. Even deranged psychopaths can have good taste.  

Daily Franco dose

The Itinerant Artist

This profile is not as good as the New York Mag one, but it's still a Franco profile nonetheless

Fabulous NY ladies



 Suzanne Golden, Patricia Fox, Lynn Yaeger, Iris Apfel and Tziporah Salamon. Lynn Yaeger wrote an article for the Times' T Magazine recently about the 'nutty-dressers' luncheon she organised with some of New York's most eccentric ladies. I love the way these ladies have styled themselves. I think they show that true style is not about shoppping at 'fashionable' stores and buying what everyone else is wearing, it's about finding something unique and making it your own. I saw Lynn Yaeger in Barneys in April and she looked incredible. She was buying Lanvin sneakers and speaking in her high pitched, Minnie Mouse-esque way.



Rachel Menken

Today I saw a girl in Manhattan who looked just like Rachel Menken from Mad Men. She had her hair styled the same way, and wore a little wool pill-box hat and a very 1950s navy blue skirt suit. She was buying lingerie in a department store, and she looked otherworldly. I love people who style themselves as though they're living in the early 60s.

Facebook: Unfriend Coal

Victoria's Secret sucks

So today I went into a Victoria's Secret store for the first time because I was curious why this brand is loved by American women. I'm none the wiser. Their stuff is awful; cheap nylon, lurid colours, tacky adornments, hideous smelling perfumes and rows of nasty lip glosses most likely made from bad chemicals. I tried on a pair of basic bikini bottoms because they were cheap, only to find that unless I wanted to reveal a larger portion of my butt than remained covered, I needed a Large which of course they didn't have. I weigh less than 120 pounds! Not all women want to look like strippers on the sand. Victoria's Secret, you are ridiculous.

Do you think these girls realise how silly they look dressed as angels?

One thing's for certain...

....Joaquin Phoenix looked a lot hotter back in 1999

I'm Still Here

So I saw I'm Still Here last night, the Joaquin Phoenix 'mockumentary' directed by his brother-in-law Casey Affleck. Clearly, these two have spent a great deal of time staging this thing perfectly, including Joaquin's unforgettable Letterman appearance and his night of 'rapping' in Miami in 2009. At the time, I thought Joaquin, or 'JP' as he refers to himself in the film, was trying to be the next Harmony Korine, that enfant terrible responsible for what I believe are the two finest Letterman performances one could imagine (youtube them now if you haven't seen them). But it turns out Joaquin is no Harmony. He's also no rapper, and because the film is so outlandish, you also don't really believe Joaquin is truly an actor descending into a spiral of debauchery on film.

Joaquin can act, and I believe he does a damn fine job of playing a drug-addled, overweight obnoxious Hollywood prick. But if he is simply acting the part, you wonder what prompted him and Affleck to come up with such a shtick? Is this Joaquin impersonating Robert Downey Jnr? Or Britney Spears? Or Lindsay Lohan? But WHY?! My guess is that the guy wanted a vehicle to showcase his comedic talents, because the humour is the only thing that saves I'm Still Here from being oh so terribly boring. The film seems to drag on for an eternity, and many points are just too heavily laboured; we get that he is desperate to meet P Diddy, or 'Puffy' as he calls him, but do we really need to watch his assistants make a million inane calls to Puffy's assistants? A few scenes, where Joaquin salivates as he orders prostitutes online or vomits for an awfully long time, are absolutely cringe worthy (no actor who actually behaves like this would allow anyone to make a documentary about their vile behaviour, surely). 

However, in other parts, I'm Still Here is extremely funny. The sight of one of his badgered 'assistants' retaliating to a barrage of insults by defecating on Joaquin's sleeping face is hilarious. A cameo from Ben Stiller is equally amusing, and so are the scenes with Puffy listening to JP's 'album.' Joaquin's performance in a Miami nightclub, where he raps 'I'm Still Here' and rhymes Joaquin with spleen, is also great.

Joaquin Phoenix will no doubt appear onscreen in a Hollywood film again soon enough, and there is sure to be the accompanying press heralding his 'return to form.' Joaquin has given the media what everyone loves to see - just another drug-addled star destroying themselves in a very public manner. With this much hype, Phoenix and Affleck will certainly make a profit from their comedic undertaking. I suspect Joaquin Phoenix has been 'here' all along.

Westville East wins the mac & cheese war



Last night I had Westville East's mac and cheese for the first time, and I reckon it's better than the mac and cheese at Schiller's  http://www.westvillenyc.com/



I'm going to Idaho...



Is this the world's coolest hotel? Methinks yes. For only $92 a night you and your special someone can stay inside a giant beagle at Dog Bark Park Inn in Cottonwood Idaho. http://dogbarkparkinn.com/lodging.htm



I just saw this...

....but I'm too tired to tell you about it right now

NYC neighbours

Well I've just discovered that my angry neighbour Frank Booth does have a lady friend - and they hate each other. This morning she screamed she hasn't had a drink in three months. Then I heard him screaming that she didn't give him enough money for this month's rent, before storming out of the house warning, "Don't you fucking touch any of my stuff!" Now someone is rocking out to You Can't Always Get What You Want. I guess it turns out that sometimes love isn't enough. We also need cash and good music in our lives. And sometimes, some of us really need a drink.

What's Macauley Culkin up to these days?

This is one of my favourite Sonic Youth songs, and the freaky video starring Macauley Culkin and his teen bride Rachel is pretty damn good too. He's 30 now, and dates Jackie from That 70s Show.  I wonder what he's up to.

NY discovery - Boxing Kitten clothing label

http://boxingkitten.bigcartel.com/

Black & White @ Preen

A look from the Preen NYFW show modelled by Australian girl Abby-Lee Kershaw.  I've always been a big fan of black and white, as any one who knows me or anyone reading this blog can attest to! The Preen show also featured lots of white dresses, which will obviously be big next summer.

The wisdom of Hendrik Hertzberg

A debate is currently raging in this city about a proposed Muslim cultural centre in downtown Manhattan. On September 11, a friend and I went down to the World Trade Centre site to see the memorial service that is held each year. We missed the service, but saw the awful flocks of conspiracy theorists and anti-Islam groups who used the occasion to promote their particular brand of bigotry. It was incredibly distasteful. I think The New Yorker's Henrik Hertzberg had the right idea when he wrote this on the day -

"Fortuitously, there exists one location that would be ideal for the so-called “Ground Zero mosque.” That location would be . . . Ground Zero.The principal goals of the 9/11 attacks were to ignite a civilizational war between Islam and the West, especially America; to marginalize moderate Muslims and strengthen violent Islamists; to expose American religious tolerance and pluralism as a sham; and to recruit young Muslims to the most brutal, retrograde, reactionary form of jihad......It would be hard to imagine a more powerful, pointed, passionate rebuke to Al Qaeda’s brand of twisted Islamism than for an open-hearted cultural and religious institution representing the tolerant, democratic Muslims of New York to be part of the risen World Trade Center."

Great New Yorker comment on Islam in America

Park51, and Islam in America: newyorker.com

Oh dear god...

Don't pretend this doesn't melt your cynical heart

Porteno has opened in Sydney!

Sydneysiders! Go and check out Elvis and Ben's latest venture, a traditional Argentine grill, and imbibe some quality Argentine wines from Jed Wines. WWAGTD would like to give a very special shout out to the lovely vegetarian lady who accompanied Tom Egan from Jed Wines to the opening party last night and couldn't eat a damn thing. Porteno is a strictly carnivorous affair, but I recommend it based solely on the fact the boys are Passiona fiends. How can anyone not love a man who loves Passiona?  

http://www.timeoutsydney.com.au/restaurants/newsinterviews/ben-milgate-and-elvis-abrahanowicz--interview.aspx

White dresses are hot @ NY Fashion Week

Michael Kirby on fish & chips and heartless complacency

In June 2007 I asked former Australian High Court Justice Michael Kirby some questions for a jovial profile piece for one of Richard Ackland's legal websites, The Justinian. His answers were very amusing, and for those of you who are not Justinian subscribers, here they are -

Describe yourself in three words: Focused - energetic - kind.
What are you currently reading?: Edmund White "My Lives" (2005) and Anna Politkovskaya A Russian Diary (2007).
What's your favour film? East of Eden (1954 - Elia Kazan).
Who or what do you fantasise about?: A dinner party with Janet Albrechtsen.
What stimulants do you recommend?: A subscription to Fox & Friends.
Describe your underwear: Belt and braces variety.
What is your greatest fear?: Retirement (coming up March 2009).
What words or phrases do you over-use?: "It follows", "Thus" and "Accordingly".
Who would you most like to meet?: Bishop John Shelby Spong.
Who do you envy and why?: The beautiful people, like Paris Hilton. Reason's obvious.
What regrets do you have?: Not enough fun when I was young.
What is your most disturbing personal obsession?: My unmatchable work ethic.
What's your most glamorous feature?: Still to be discovered.
If you were a foodstuff, what would you be?: Passionfruit.
What human quality do you must distrust?: Heartless complacency.
What would you change about Australia?: Bill of Rights, for starters.
Who or what do you consider overrated?: Food and expensive restaurants. Like Peter Costello, I prefer fish and chips on the beach.
What's the first thing you do in the morning?: Drink two full glasses of Sydney water.
How would you like to die?: Never think of it. Too much still to do.
What would your epitaph say?: "A loving man".

Grace Knight is an inspiring lady

http://www.smh.com.au/lifestyle/people/grace-knight-slays-her-demons-20100913-157ic.html

Chuck Bass brings back the double-breasted suit

Ed Westwick today at New York Fashion Week.

Everyone is getting married...

I know eight couples who are getting married at some point in the near future. If I wear this same Rachel Roy New York metallic one-shoulder dress ($1295 at Bergdorf Goodman) to all eight weddings, it becomes quite affordable, don't you think?

Adios Carlos

I saw Interpol at the Williamsburg Hall of Music on Friday. It was a surprise gig to celebrate the launch of their fourth album, released last week. It was also the first gig they have played in New York since announcing in July that Carlos Dengler was leaving the band after they had finished recording their album. Big shoes to fill for the new guy but they played really well. At the end of 'NYC', singer Paul Banks said that they had written that song just a couple of streets away on N 4th St. Apparently Carlos is now composing classical music as well as DJing.

Chic lady No.2

Rose Byrne in Gucci at the Emmys. She looks gorgeous, and the dress is sexy without being too revealing. Some actresses opted for really short dresses at the Emmys but I think you should always wear a full-length dress to a ball or awards ceremony. I also like her hair being swept off her face, and the fact her skin is natural as opposed to Cajun shrimp orange.  Very old Hollywood glamour. 

NYC neighbours

I am currently living on East 5th Street in the East Village. I think Frank Booth from David Lynch's Blue Velvet is living next door because I can hear a crazed man repeatedly shouting, "I'm trying to sleep you fuckers!" and "I'll get you, you fuckers!" It's after 4pm in the afternoon, and I can't hear anyone else in the building making noise. This man has been waking me up at about 9am most mornings when he picks up his electric guitar to jam to the Rolling Stones or Led Zeppelin - at least I think it's Led Zeppelin, although I guess it could be Wolfmother. He gets really into it and I imagine he's downed  a few Pabst Blue Ribbons in his time. Our apartment is close to a police station and my flatmate said they often visit this man. He said he is contemplating complaining about the noise, "but I guess it's not illegal to shout abuse in your own apartment." And I used to think it was bad when I'd hear neighbours having sex in Sydney. Maybe my neighbour just needs a lady or man friend and then he wouldn't be so angry.

Lady Gaga & Terry Richardson = sick

This cover makes me sick, and it's not just because I don't eat meat. When is the fashion industry going to wake up and realise Terry Richardson is nothing but a filthy perve who degrades women? Jezebel seem to be the only ones with the courage to call bullshit on his work. Anyone can shoot porn.  It is not cool, it is obvious - obviously wrong.    

WSJ reports on fashion of gapped teeth

Why gapped teeth are in vogue

NY Times article about an amazing woman

http://tinyurl.com/2vnepno

Chic lady No.1

In Lanvin at Cannes. She looks perfect. The accessories match the dress and her hair and make-up enhance her features rather than obfuscating her face under a cake of lurid colours.

insert cute cheesy photo time

Americans call them vermin, but I love squirrels.

squirrel in Battery Park NYC, July 2008.

Interpol - NYC

I heard the new Interpol album at the official launch party last night in Brooklyn, and it's great. I once followed Carlos D and Paul Banks down Brunswick St in Fitzroy the day after their first ever Melbourne show at the Corner Hotel in 2004. They were incredible and made me long for NYC.

Oh to be Beyonce at Saint-Tropez

Bootylicious

Scanlan & Theodore has a new website

The XX win the Mercury Prize

I was lucky enough to see these guys in Central park last month and meet them afterwards. Singers Romy and Oliver were terribly sweet despite struggling with New York's then-heatwave (these kids are from Essex) and being exhausted after playing Lollapalooza. The XX make beautiful music and deserve their Mercury win. Cheers to them!

NY Fashion Week

My favourite jocular ramblings from that droll German Karl Lagerfeld, who resurrected the house of Chanel -

"Yes, some people say to me you're too skinny, but never a skinny person says that to me, only people who could lose a few pounds say that."

"I handle myself quite well. I'm kind of fascist with myself, you know. There's no discussion. There is an order. You follow it."

"Forgiveness is too easy. I can forget by indifference, but not forgive. I prefer revenge."

Sydneysiders, Nick @ Cafe Guilia will look after you

10 of the best Sydney eats - Sydney Morning Herald

Patti Smith - Gloria

Why Julia has done well

I know how boring it is to read a rant about politics if you’re not a journalist or a politician. Political apathy is widespread, but I believe the personal really is political and I feel compelled to write this. I too, am appalled by the modern day machinations of the Labor Party; obsessed with making policy decisions based on polling of swinging voters in marginal electorates; led by erroneous powerbrokers dictating the party ditch the ETS and shaft the PM. But I am even more appalled by ill-informed criticisms of Julia Gillard as a person, especially when they come from other women. I believe all Australian women, regardless of where they stand on matters of policy or party, should now be proud of Julia Gillard as our first female PM for the following reasons

• Australia has fewer women in parliament in the lower house than Afghanistan and nine other countries including Kyrgyzstan
• Australia is number 41 in the world for women’s workforce participation
• Australia ranked 20 in the 2009 World Economic Forum's global gender equality report
• Australian women still earn 15 per cent less than men for doing the same work. The Equal Opportunity for Women in the Workplace Agency says female CEOs earn two-thirds of the median wage of their male counterparts and that female graduates entering the workforce earn around $3000 less than male graduates
• Women hold only two per cent of the chief executive officer positions and 8.3 per cent of board directorships in the Australian Securities Exchange- listed 200 companies
• Women make up only 13 per cent of the bench of the Federal Court of Australia
• Women in full-time work earn only 84 cents in the male dollar
• OECD data on maternal employment shows Australia is in the bottom three countries for those with children under 5

The past few weeks have been torturous and the ALP needs to seriously re-evaluate its political strategies. But when Australian women are doing extremely well to become executives, managers, partners or even enter parliament - let alone become Prime Minister – I say good on Julia Gillard.

 

Liars - Houseclouds

my style rules

I'm not the editor of Vogue but I do think there are certain rules which should be adhered to for good reason. Men should never use fake tan, nor pick up a blow drier or a ceramic hair straightener unless they are on Broadway or they're Johnny Depp playing Willy Wonka or the Mad Hatter. Women should also avoid fake tan and wear things that fit correctly. Tight clothes don't make you look slim, they make you look trashy. I'm also passionately against the Mary-Kate Olsen school of wearing over sized clothes to look thinner. You just look like a damn fool. Plastic high heels are ugly, as are big plastic belts to cinch in a waistline. Adhere to Coco Chanel's advice to take one thing off before you leave the house. No one needs earrings, a necklace, bracelets, a watch, a belt and a hair band all at once for god's sake. White jeans are for Swedish models. Neck tattoos are for Russian prisoners. Leather pants are for Mick Jagger.

Having a bad day? Just channel Vincent Gallo....

"I stopped painting in 1990 at the peak of my success just to deny people my beautiful paintings; and I did it out of spite."
- Vincent Gallo

Why I love Franco

New York Magazine profile of James Franco

So I started a blog....which reminds me of this 2004 Art Brut non-hit -