I saw this poster while walking around the Lower East Side earlier.
I thought it was hilarious and sad at the same time. Can you imagine spending $200,000 on your dream wedding (and that doesn't include your Dior haute couture gown) only to get divorced for as low as $399, err, $734 including court fees? Yep, it's that easy!
Meanwhile, millions of gays around the world are fighting tooth and nail for the right to marry their beloved partners.
After being 'on the road' (or should I say 'flying the very bumpy but friendly skies) for twenty-plus hours, the first thing I did was a quick stroll at NYC's Central Park.
That's right. While most people would take a shower and sleep, I thought a nice little Springtime afternoon visit to the park with friends was the best way to energize my soul. It's soo beautiful here!
How funny. People no longer tell me "welcome back" upon hearing the news I'm in the city.
Bryanboy Through the Lens of Style.com’s Greg Kessler
It’s been a crazy two weeks! I’m in turbo-blogging mode so let me start with the ‘easy’ entries and allow me to indulge in a quick round of shameless and blatant self-promotion before I continue with fashion, fashion, FASHION! I found these photos of me on Style.com and Style.it (Conde Nast Italy) that were taken by Style.com’s backstage and front-row head honcho, the handsome (and petite, like me) Greg Kessler.
At Anna Sui where I got a last-minute seating upgrade from 4th row to 2nd row (yay!). Ahhhhh the now-famous faux feather Zara coat which I got
back in Manila for $45 on sale (down from $250). I love living in Manila
where it’s hot and humid because nobody buys the coats come sale time
hahaha! Anyway, when I arrived in JFK, at least 10 people at the airport
stopped me, asking where my coat was from. In front of Macy’s, some
really old man touched my coat… I thought I was gonna get attacked by
an animal rights protester, lo and behold all he wanted to know is what
my coat is made from. Even the Daily Telegraph’s (UK) Hilary Alexander
told me it’s a fabulous piece. Lots of people praised me….
unbelievable! I’ve never received so many compliments based on a single
piece of garment alone. Amazing.
Wow. Just wow. I found these beautiful photos of women in New York taken in 1942 by Life magazine. I must admit my level of interest with the present and the future is much greater than my interest with the past but I don’t mind winding the clocks back from time to time to be inspired.
Isn’t it incredible how chic women were back then? Fascinating how they dressed up to the nines with full-on, head-to-toe looks. These aren’t fashion models but random women photographed
on street-level — window shopping, walking their dogs, chatting to
their friends on the street.
Four years ago I was just one of your usual "dear diary" sort of blogger who sometimes like to put on blond wigs and Jimmy Choos to go to the mall with a wheelchair I got from a garage sale for kicks and giggles.
I had the pleasure of joining Charlotte Ronson at her holiday dinner at Kampuchea in NYC last week. It was a lovely affair. It was nice to see friends and familiar faces — the ferocious Kate Lanphear of Elle Magazine, Paper Mag’s Mickey Boardman, Nylon’s Faran Krentcil, Interview’s Colleen Nika (who was my seatmate), Bianca of Modelinia, etc. The super friendly Ann Dexter-Jones, Charlotte’s mom, told me she’s a fan of blogs!
Ann Dexter Jones and Charlotte Ronson
Charlotte Ronson and Kate Lanphear
Becka Diamond (in head-to-toe Rick Owens) and Ann Dexter-Jones
You know, I think NYC is the only place in the world where you can
effortlessly strike a conversation with a very interesting stranger
you’ve just met and end up feeling like you’ve known them forever. Love, love, love you Vanna and Becka!
It was a fun, fun night. After dinner, I ended up going to Schiller’s for a few drinks and Darkrooom for a bit of dancing. Thanks Charlotte, Matt and Mandie!