naked shredding

photo from Discount

Poodle Art

I dont even know what to say.
I showed these pics to Brock and he has been hiding from me ever since. I don't think he shares my artistic vision.

all photos from Discount's radical blog

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Aled Lewis

Uninspired

Sorry for the lack of updates, I am feeling strangely uninspired this week. Heres to hoping the magical unicorn space kitten forces change that.

That reminds me! Mr.Unicorner April will be posting tomorrow! As well as a new edition of Style Assault! See the unicorn space kitties are already working...

Happy Zombie Jesus Day

Walter Moers

Off to Salt Lake City for work this week, in fact I'm writing out this half ass blog at the gate right now. I got to thinking as I was lugging my carry on around, which is way too heavy (not cause of the accessories I packed, which I didn't, shocking I know) but due to the fact I insist on carrying around a mini library with me where ever I go. Now, I love reading on my Ipad, and I don't completely turn my nose up at kindles but I am a purist (and I do work for a publishing company after all) and nothing for me beats the tangible quality of real paper books.

I'm terribly hard on mine, all of them are missing jackets, dog eared to the enth degree, splattered with drinks and snack stains, but each of these markers reminds me of the previous reading (for example, the brown stain on page 136 of Brave New World was made when I was trying to read and drink at a traffic light and got beeped at so startled I spilled my coffee). See, there are certain titles I return to again and again...and again....and again. While I am always on the look out for something new and exciting I have a roster of old faithfuls I cycle through on a regular basis. One of my favorite series (and the reason my bag is so damn heavy) is that of the inhabitants of Zamonia scribed by the unparalleled Walter Moers. He's been described as a mix of JK Rowling, Shel Silvertein (the playboy stuff) and hitch hikers guide to the galaxy all for adults. Suffice it to say if you live in a fantasy world like I do, but don't want to be patronized he is your golden god. Do yourself a favor and check out his epic tomes. Or better yet, you can borrow mine, just don't mind all the stains.

Happy Record Store Day

It's Record Store Day!!!
Go to your favorite local independent music shop and buy some music, or movie, or a reusable bag, everyone sells those now and it will make you look cooler at the farmers market (it's where to see and be seen duh)

Joey

10 years ago today rock lost one of it's kings. RIP Joey Ramone, you are forever totally radical.

http://youtu.be/wHaITDRRfIg

If Wishes Were Fishes Part 3

I have noticed that whenever I post a wish list some of inevitably comes true. So I'm going to tempt fate once more and get my greedy on. Presenting a few items I can certainly live without but would make a girls day to receive.

1) A trip to Kauai with my main man, it's been less than a year since our last visit and I'm already trying to come up with an ailment that only Hawaiian beaches can cure


2) A jumpsuit ala Joan or Cherie's here. Anyone up for making me one? I'll pay you in laughter, cookies and money


3)An awesome collection of dream catchers. How cool is this 5 tiered one?


4)In keeping with the Native American theme, a right on pair of minnetonka moccasin boots!


5) A black shrunken motorcycle jacket to look rad in


6)A little baby Pug brother or sister for Brock Samson. The mini Eames chair would be nice also

Love's Baby Soft

Love's Baby Soft. I challenge you to find any girl born between 1970-1985 who doesn't squeal "OMG!!! Love's was TOTALLY my first perfume!!!!!" when you mention the name. I remember receiving my first bottle and realizing that now, I am a Woman. It was a defining moment in my life and to this day whenever I see a bottle in Walgreens I take a whiff and am instantly transported back to a time when side ponytails and oversize sweaters were de rigueur.
It wasnt until I was checking out my friend Allison's awesome blog Hubba Hubba that I noticed the insane ads they used to propagate. Once you get passed the sheer pedo-ass vibe of it all they are kinda fantastically fucked up.

Yet I still have an urging to buy the whole line......

most of these images are either off of Hubba Hubba or Flickr