Quote of the day

“My favorite smell is the first smell of spring in New York.”

Andy Warhol



(Thanks to Bethany/Marc Jacobs' window display for the quote!)

Fierce!

I have taken it upon myself to be your one-stop-shop for all things Project Runway,  be it hilarious ;) recaps, scandalous network news, or tickety-tack SNL clips.  So it is only fitting that I share with you a snippet of news on Christian Siriano's newest hire:

[Photo courtesy of Rach]

Yes, that's right...the above email thread is between Christian and my friend Micole.  

Yes, that's right...Micole will be working as a designer for Christian.

Yes, that's right...Christian felt it necessary to arbitrarily capitalize the T in Traveling in the middle of a sentence.

Yes, that's right...Micole is officially the fiercest girl I know.

[Photo courtesy of Rachel.  Stunning dress courtesy of Micole.  Beautiful model, Stephanie.]

Honest to blog?

As evidenced by the long list of links labeled 'Required Reading' that is just to your right, I read a lot of blogs.  Some of my best friends are bloggers all across the country, and one of my favorite parts of the day is checking into my Google Reader feed to see what funny, creative, charming, inspiring words everyone has to share.  Also, not to sound like a total creeper (which, to be perfectly honest, I may or may not be), but I even read a few strangers' blogs.  (But I'm not going to out myself just yet...)

Some of my favorite blogs, though, are written for the public, so although I am neither friend nor acquaintance, I don't feel too weird admitting my allegiance to them.  Post Secret is one of my longtime favorites; I find it strangely therapeutic to read strangers' deepest, darkest confessions.  I also love television blogs, with Lincee's Bachelor Recaps making even skeezy British Matt tolerable. 

But my new favorite - the be all, end all of hysterical, LOL - no, make that ROTFL - inspiring blogs - is a new one that launched a few weeks ago, Postcards from Yo Momma.  Y'all!  This site is the best, most hilarious thing I have EVER read.  The posts on the site are made up of real emails from and IM conversations with people's moms, and it is a riot.  I promise that once you start reading, you will not be able to stop.  You'll laugh...heck, you might even cry (from laughing so hard, of course)...and you'll be hooked.  

My favorite entry so far was actually posted yesterday:

HELP!

The news is out! Dad bought me a Webkinz. It is reallly well designed and is the biggest craze I’ve seen in a long time.. It is comparable to the tamgachi and beani babies of your early youth. Every first grade through 5th grade student has one. They are awesome, yet a bit addicting.

I need your help. I can’t make enough money to feed my Webkinz. I have failed at three jobs so far. Please do not check my resume. My Webkinz has survived on pudding which is the sale item.

Please tap into my account and do something about it. Remember, I can get kicked off the site if not used appropriately. No mating of Webkinz.

If that doesn't make you ROTFL (Webkinz surviving on pudding?!), I don't know what will.

Honest to blog. :)

You're either in, or you're out

Breaking Project Runway news from Variety...

'Project Runway' heads to Lifetime
Reality show leaves Bravo for new network
By Michael Schneider

Lifetime has its designs on "Project Runway." The hit reality skein will hop from Bravo to Lifetime effective this fall.

In a stunning network hop, "Project Runway" producer The Weinstein Co. has signed a five-year deal with Lifetime to move the show - cable's top-rated reality skein - to the femme-centric cabler. Show's sixth season will premiere on Lifetime in November.

The move has prompted Bravo owner NBC to file suit in New York Supreme Court against the Weinstein Co.

"We believe that this lawsuit is without merit," said Weinstein counsel David Boies. "While good for the market for lawyers, it is always unfortunate when parties try to win in court what they have lost in the marketplace."

The show's defection to Lifetime was announced Monday by Lifetime prexy/CEO Andrea Wong and Weinstein Co. co-charimen Harvey and Bob Weinstein.

"'Project Runway' is one of the best television programs on the air today on broadcast or cable," Wong said. "I am a huge fan. All my friends are huge fans. Having watercooler movies, dramas, and reality shows like 'Project Runway' is what Lifetime Television is all about. We welcome The Weinstein Company, Heidi Klum and Tim Gunn to the Lifetime family for many walks down the runway to come."

In a statement, the Weinsteins thanked NBC and Bravo for helping nurture the show into a hit, but said "having Lifetime's unique cable reach will ensure that the show will continue to grow and expand in the years to come."

"Lifetime is one of the strongest cable networks in the industry, with great leadership and a true commitment to original programming," the Weinsteins said. "We are very excited for the many new opportunities that will now be provided to 'Runway' and its fans and look forward to premiering the sixth season in November 2008."

© 2008 Reed Business Information

Antics on a Saturday night

Round One: Back Page

Last night, Lauren, Caroline, Angie and I went to Back Page to watch the Final Four basketball games. Despite the crowds, we were able to snag a table in the back corner with a clear view of the screen. Well, a mostly clear view...the bottom of the projection was cut off, making it difficult to track the score...but other than that it was a clear view. 

As we sat in the corner watching Memphis dominate UCLA (one half of my bracket going kaput), we noticed a group of relatively cute guys sitting two tables over. Determined to redeem my utter failure the last time I spotted a cute guy at a restaurant, I begin to set wheels in motion to interact with the table of guys.  The girls and I brainstormed our options (Send over a plate of wings?  A pitcher of beer?), and we ultimately decided to solicit help from our waitress, a tactic inspired by our fabulously friendly and helpful waitress at Hi Life who aided us in Operation Hawks Hottie.  We flagged our waitress down and said, "Hi.  We notice you're waiting on that table of guys.  We think they're cute.  Are they?"  She looked at us with a deadpan expression and said, "I don't personally find them attractive.  Why?  Do you know them?"  "Um...no...we just think they're kinda cute.  Let us know if they are and if they're nice to you!"  [Insert forced awkward laughter from us and continued deadpan expression from her.]  

Needless to say, we were not too enchanted with our snotty little waitress.  She was no fun and NO HELP.  Not only did she never report back on the guys - as in NOT A WORD - she also avoided us the rest of the night, despite the fact that, you know, we needed refills and, you know, food.  With the waitress plan down the drain, we stumbled through our other options (Back to sending over wings?  Just walking over and sitting at an empty chair at their table?), but everything seemed a bit brazen for our tastes.  We decided we were done with Back Page and, with a UCLA defeat in pocket, headed for our next destination.

Round Two:  Brother Jimmy's

Happy to be done with the Jayhawk-infested bar that was Back Page, we found ourselves at Brother Jimmy's, a regular ole Southern watering hole filled to the brim with UNC fans like myself.  (Side note:  There will be no discussion of game two that was the UNC/Kansas debacle, except that both halves of my bracket are now kaput and there will be no money coming my way from my Yahoo! sports pool.)  After being secluded in the back corner of Back Page for one game, interacting only with the unfriendly waitress from Hades, we enjoyed the more upbeat atmosphere of Brother Jimmy's.  We did, however, have several mysterious, bamboozling, humorous incidents:

Incident #1:  Clemson Cutie

Eyes wide open to the Southern studs that hang out at Brother Jimmy's, we noticed across the crowded bar a cutie patootie in a Clemson hat.  He was quite good looking and was dressed in a charming navy V-neck sweater.  As we stood and chatted, we looked up and noticed that the Clemson Cutie was walking our way.  You can imagine our surprise, then, when he walked right up to us and, out of nowhere, said, "Hi."  In my head, I thought, "Ohmigosh, did he hear us talking about him?!"  We were so befuddled by his awkward approach that we lost our normal wits and charm.  Never mind, though - his cute exterior gave way to a weird and intoxicated interior.  He was totally uninterested in us and instead tried to introduce us to his friend R-O-B (not Rob...'R-O-B'), who allegedly just moved to New York.  I later asked Rob when he moved to New York and he said two years ago, so I'm not quite sure what was going on there.  And then, as quickly as he swooped in, Clemson Cutie swooped out, leaving us confused as to what just happened and if he even knew R-O-B at all.

Incident #2:  The shirt

Later in the night, Angie saw some friends from Florida come in, including her friend Elliott.  All of the sudden, she burst out in a panic, "I'm wearing the same shirt I had on the last time I hung out with him!"  Rolling my eyes and thinking her somewhat insane, I said, "Ang, he's a guy.  He will not remember what you were wearing last time you were with him."  "No," she responded, "he will.  We talked about my shirt for like an hour.  He will remember."  With this, she looked at my shirt and proposed that we trade.  Always up for an adventure, and okay with the sitch because her shirt was cute, I agreed.  We headed to the bathroom, swapped shirts, and emerged as new women.  I felt kind of like Clark Kent.  We headed over to talk to Elliott, and about two minutes into the conversation, what did he bring up?  The shirt Angie had been wearing the last time he saw her.  And I am not kidding, we talked about the shirt for the better part of half an hour.  I had on a jacket over the shirt, so Elliott did not realize that I had on said shirt, but Ang and I got a kick out of hearing his commentary on her wardrobe.  He even looked at me and said, "Seriously, you should see this shirt."  Oh no worries, buddy...I've seen it.  And I'm wearing it.

Incident #3:  Huh?!

Angie, Lauren and I were standing outside Brother Jimmy's, preparing to leave.  A total stranger came up to us and said, "You have small heads."  We found this to be rather strange.  In particular, I found it strange and untrue, because if there's anything I know about my head, it is that it is kind of large.

And there you have it...just another Saturday night in New York City.

Ready for summer!

I recently came across this nifty little site, Mixwit, where the Internet age of mash-ups and widgets collides with old school mixed tapes. In my despair of the tail end of winter and anticipation of a 64 degree day tomorrow, I decided to create a 'Ready for summer!' mix. Enjoy!