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Vanity Fair is one of those magazines I like in theory because a visually pleasing, reasonably well-written melange of culture, style and current events appeals to me in theory. In reality, it usually proves a mishmash of things I don’t care about, like Jessica Simpson’s weight . . . → GO ON… Vanity Fair Attempts Recession-Proofing of Socialites, Makes Mockery Of Itself
My girlfriends from boarding school and I were never overly concerned with the dress code policy, which is to say we all had our own special way of pushing the envelope. For my jock buds, this meant pairing khakis with wifebeaters and bandannas (What dude? It’s . . . → GO ON… Flower Child Street Style
I wore this outfit to a phenomenal shitshow of a Brooklyn backyard soiree last weekend. (I had my doubts about its fabulosity before leaving my apartment that evening, and only mustered the cojones to go for it by Not Giving a Shit). Said outfit ended up . . . → GO ON… Ridiculously Fun Party, Ridiculously Fun Outfit
Living in New York prompts certain involuntary changes in one’s character; you walk faster, you ignore anyone not in your direct line of sight; you develop a glare nastier than mace to ward off the sleazebags who Hey Baby you on your way home. Also, you . . . → GO ON… Save Your Soles From Urban Heat
The first (and only) time I saw Signs (i.e. the subpar M. Night Shyamalan effort, not a religious experience or whatever) I freaked out about the idea of the alien for most of the movie – What’s it going to be like, what’s it going to . . . → GO ON… A Low Blow To High Fashion
As a frequent watcher of all things Bravo TV, I’ve come to appreciate the brilliance of certain programs. I’m referring, of course, to The Real Housewives series – a franchise that gives us the small screen equivalent of a car wreck (a Mack Truck pile-up, in . . . → GO ON… The Mindless Shitshow That Is The Fashion Show
This past weekend, I had the pleasure of receiving the following email:
Subject: Thank you.
I’ve been reading your blog for a while, but foolishly not quite following your philosophy. Today I did. I went to Value Village and saw things like like a Ella Moss shirt for . . . → GO ON… Newbie Shops Resale, Snags Melissa Wedges
I snagged this slightly transparent shirtdress thang at Buffalo Exchange a month or so ago with the intention of wearing it as a beach coverup only. I eventually realized it was simply too fab to be relegated to summer weekends at the Jersey Shore. There had . . . → GO ON… Beach Coverup/Dress, Courtesy Buff Ex
Two days ago, I embarked on the arduous task of renewing my driver’s license (three months past its expiration date – oops). As my local DMV is located in one of Jersey’s many malls, I did some poking around after I’d fulfilled my objective, hit Burlington . . . → GO ON… Killer Boots, Courtesy Burlington Coat Factory
The first time I heard Michelle Obama speak was on the campaign trail, when her hubby took the day off to visit his ailing grandmother. I remember thinking, This woman’s going to be the most badass First Lady EVER. What I don’t remember is what she . . . → GO ON… Mrs. O’s No Jackie O… And That’s Not A Bad Thing
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