“I’ve spent the better part of my adult life being seen in public with little more than a pair of black shorts. I’m like Richard Simmons except way more buff and way more straight. Getting dressed up means wearing a black T-shirt and some really basic dark pants. If that gets me into the What Not To Wear Hall of Shame, so be it. Fuck clothes. The more time you spend worrying about clothes, the less time you have to grab life by the balls. You ever see a cheetah obsess over scarves and pocket squares? No. You see a cheetah bolt 70 miles an hour to take down a gazelle and shred it to fucking pieces. Be the cheetah.” -Henry Rollins
“Clap your hands all you guys up there and you guys up there!”
Remembering Lilly Pulitzer
Julie Foster in a Liza for Lilly Pulitzer twisted bandeau bikini.
Photographed by Stan Malinowski, Vogue, January 1978
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“Chillin with the lezzies outside the Cubbyhole….”
I pitch a lot of stories to my friends and acquaintances who work at various blogs and magazines. Sometimes they let me write things and sometimes they kindly tell me not to quit my day job. Here, a selection of recent rejected pitches.
1.) He Woke Up in a Bugatti: Is Ace Hood Hollywood’s latest troubled starlet?
2.) This Unit Needs Some Caulking: “Love It or List It” Fan Fiction
3.) Does Rachel Zoe Actually Understand the Concept of Death?
4.) Read It and Weep (To Yourself): What Happens When a Women’s Fashion Blog Posts Something That Doesn’t End in a Question Encouraging Readers to Discuss Below in the Comments
5.) Does it Really Matter if People Want to Read What I Write for Your Blog? One Man Says No and That Man is Me, BTW