We hear you Alaia

“En ce moment, je regarde Shakira et Beyoncé. Je vais sur YouTube à 2 - 3 heures du matin, je mets Single Ladies de Beyoncé et je fais danser tout le monde. Je monte sur la chaise et je danse pour me doper. Souvent, je ne me couche pas. Alors, je vais me brosser les dents, je me lave la figure, comme si je me réveillais.” - Alaia, on his adorable late night pick-me-up routine, in Vogue Paris Avril 09.

“At that moment, I watch Shakira or Beyoncé. I go on YouTube around two or three in the morning, I put on Single Ladies from Beyoncé, and I dance like them. I get on the chair and I dance to get myself high. Often, I don’t go to bed. Then, I will brush my teeth, I wash my face, as if I just woke up.”

We do the same thing too!

Why Didn't We Think of This

NYU has closed down a pot smoking haven in Hayden Hall that students named "Narnia." The pot head freshman decorated their den of delights with christmas lights, a set of bongos, a 32-inch plasma television, an Xbox 360, and more than a dozen games.

A virgin pot smoker told the NYU paper “I’ve learned a lot about life through marijuana and Narnia has facilitated my marijuana usage."

As an alumni of NYU, I am pleased to hear about the formality of such a place. As a freshman in Hayden Hall, the closest thing to Narnia that we had (or so I'v heard) was going across the hall to buy adderal from Jim, the student farmacist, where in the same room exactly a year later, a student cocaine ring was busted. You could also go into literally any room on the 3rd, 6th or 15th floors between 12pm and 4am to get high. Good work kids and a word of advice: next time, don't start a facebook group, twitter or blogspot for your 4:20 shenanigans.

Selling These Hot Numbers

I got these hot Dr Martens in the mail in one size too big and am selling them on ebay. They are a size 8 and practically new. I was looking forward to wearing them every day for the rest of my life, with everything I own. If you want them, bid away and I will personally deliver them to you, if you live in the Chinatown area.

Seriously, want them?

This is Totes How I Feel

OMG, Who's Hungry?

We Used to Wear Color

Seriously, look...






What was it about college that screamed bright t-shirts, pastel summer dresses, hot pink lips? Now all we wear is black.

Gardeners Corner

It might still be cold out, but spring is in the air. This past weekend after a little time in the country I was inspired to get some green space back in my life. I climbed out my window down to my little garden and dusted off the ol’ digging trowel. I planted some pansies in a flower box and raked up some old dead leaves.

In NYC the average last frost is late April which is when most spring planting should start.

I am a real novice gardener but here’s a good site with some tips on how to get started:
http://www.botanicalinterests.com/gardening_tips.php#

I bought the real shady mix, mostly because the package was soooo cute. Also, I have a real shady garden in a glorified alley way. A while back my mom suggested I start a cool, young and funky (you know how moms love that word) Marth Stewart blog... mom i hope you're proud.

YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG

A woman in Maryland made headlines recently when she was admitted to the hospital with some nasty injuries in her nether regions (yes, those nether regions). Apparently, she and her boyfriend (here I am actually inferring, but I HATE to use the term partner) were experimenting with a homemade version of what is technically known as a Fucking Machine. The device, which was constructed from a reciprocating saw (^^^) seems to have had a glaring design flaw which required the dildo to be placed over the saw blade. One thing led to another, the teeth of the saw broke through the fake dong, and this young woman had to go to the hospital. Because she got cut by a saw in her vagina. Imagine explaining that to the doctor. And the police. And your parents.

Clearly, these two should have just invested in the FuckSall Fucking Kit. It would have saved them a lot of..."heartbreak."

In which we find a perfect intersection of my interests

A free-tailed bat tried to hitch a ride on the launch of the Space Shuttle Discovery on its most recent launch. I wonder where it thought it was going? Apparently some wildlife expert was consulted and concluded that the bad had a broken wing--that's why it was clinging to the insulation foam of one of the main thrusters of the enormous rocket booster. This makes no sense to me. I prefer to think it was motivated by loftier ambitions. In fact, I can think of no other more reasonable explanation. Below, a zoomed-out view of the bat on the thruster.

Nature Meat

Whenever I go camping, horseback riding or farming, I get real hungry.

Tweet It

Seriously folks, if you really care to you can find me over at Twitter, LivindaDream.

xo
L.D.