Colours!
No way! You may have more “colours” in your hood than I have in mine. That’s why I always try to park Blueberry (I’m trying out names for my car) on my street.
No way! You may have more “colours” in your hood than I have in mine. That’s why I always try to park Blueberry (I’m trying out names for my car) on my street.
Look, Lindsay, Look.
I may be a thousand miles away, but I’ve never been so close to an American Apparel store. It’s a 5 minute walk!
Other things nearby include fresh fruit stalls and Odd Bins, a popular wine-selling chain that seems to have been designed with Kiira in mind. Cheap and plentiful!
great find, ahmed. those shoes were only 10.77 euros? a steal in any city.
will keep my eyes out for Newark fashion faux pas. stay tuned for NJ Devils jerseys, puffy coats and nylon windbreakers.
Bad Fashion Trends That Happen to Good Cities #1
It’s like the Wizard of Oz and The Spirit of Xmas vomited all over my f***** feet!
Because I happened to get on the train that ran over someone. It was awful. Such a typical San Francisco story…
http://www.insidebayarea.com/sanmateocountytimes/localnews/ci_13755194
I wish I’d been there Kiira. Also, maybe we should pass the memo to Jersians everywhere that donuts is technically spelled: doughnuts. Am I wrong?
Ahmed, get on this f@#*ing blog! What were you for Halloween? I was Lady Gaga. And I kinda love her even more after watching this. Although, guys, I think she got a nose job. I love her less if she did. Pshaw. Big noses rock! And so do sad lonely Londoners and mis-fit liberal New Jersians. Miss you guys.
Today, I wanted brunch. So, my roommate and I set out in search of a downtown Newark (Broad Street, to be exact) meal-tastic experience. We decided to forgo our usual Dunkin’ Donuts option in favor of a more “historical” or as I like to think of it “happier times” brunch experience. The best we came up with? Hobby’s. The socially conscious, non-Jewish, Jewish diner. Stomach aches and calorie consumption aside, the experience was deliciously Jersey.
The above photos were taken.
Kiira and Lindsay in the two most cliched Halloween costumes of the year.
At least ours were homemade. Bleeping commercial b*tch with the f&$#ing perfect max costume, copyright Warner Brothers.
Have any pictures of your costume, Ahmed? I heard you were a Sad And Lonely Wreck.
And this is for Kiira…You looked (almost) just like him!
And I actually look like a MAN in that video!
—Lindsay
No time to go into the marvels of Halloween in the Castro, but one thing is for sure: Lady Gaga was the diva of the day. Skinny Gagas, chubby Gagas, brunette Gagas, hairy Gagas, bloody Gagas, tranny Gagas…but no one rocked it like our Lindsay. Here’s a little taste of Lady Schauga in action. Just for you, Ahmed.*
*Also for our dedicated readership of 0.
Update: stupid music video has disabled embedding, so it won’t play here. You gotta click through above to watch it on Youtube’s site. FINE.
This is my London Song. It’s big, brassy, and and makes me feel like a Million Pounds as I get to grips with this ridiculous city. Think of Pixie as a sexier, skinnier Duffy who’s a tattoo and coke-habit away from becoming the next Amy Wino.
What’s more, this chick has got the “London look” - straggly big hair, tons of slap, thick eyeliner, Kate Moss heroin-chic glances, insanely high heels and glittery short skirts/skorts. Plus, I love how she gets down to the groove and generally lady-gagas (it’s now a verb) about her cool, urban, racially-mixed, post-industrial scene.
Watch the last 30 seconds for the best bits - my favourite part is when she’s just standing around next to the tambourine boy, because you know, cool people in London just lounge and linger like alley cats. Everyone in this video are presumably Londoners who are just SO OVER everything, been-there-done-that, etc etc.
Loves it.
—Ahmed
Lindsay’s Saturday in San Francisco:
I woke up and realized I’d spent my first Sunday morning EVER in my new place, sleeping in past 9 that is. And, I discovered that the nearby church I can see out my window rings its bells incessantly on the hour every Sunday starting at 8am. AHH! Couldn’t sleep in, so I headed to brunch in Hayes Valley at Boulange, where there happened to be a street fair. Waaaay cooler than Fleet Week (which is for suckers). I hit up the $10 bin for some organic cotton finds. Hope you approve. Do they have street fairs in Jersey? ;)