Hey, gidday mates! Now that we’re back in the city, we finally took the opp to check out the beautiful new transport hub/oculus/mall in the basement of the World Trade Center. If you haven’t been yet, I highly recommend it — it’s some next level space age Star Trek live long and prosper type architecture. Amazing for an Instagram shot if nothing else. And while we were at it, we hit the Forever 21 store to pick up some pieces from the Justin Bieber tour march collection for Jenny. Sadly they don’t come in men’s, so I had to make do with this fresh 1970s throwback tee. Not Bieber, but not bad. Does it amaze anybody else that like 18 months ago if someone had offered us a Justin Bieber t-shirt we would have thought it was a bad joke? And now we’re dying to get our hands on anything with his name on it. Oh how the tides have turned. #JustinForever.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! It’s holiday season in NYC, Jenny and I have deejayed something like 12 parties over the past three weeks, and we’ve managed to get away with not playing a single Christmas song in the process. Not even one. Sorry Santa. The following are our favorite jams of the moment, some of them new, most of them old, one of them we heard on the best Instagram video ever created, feat. Obama, and the first is a Justin Bieber song that we’ve never played out and probably won’t ever play out, but my cousin Nikau sent it to me, and we both really like it. So without further ado…Click to Continue!
Anon asks: Hi! Puh-leez ease my mind: there’s this guy, we used to be f*** buddies, but he said we should stop because he developed feelings for me. So we became great friends and confidants. We just spent a weekend together (no sex). The day after, he said he’d realized I was all he ever wanted, and although he’s terrified of feelings, he now wants to have a serious relationship with me. So he suggested we started dating, but he’s been ambivalent since, appears and disappears, on repeat. Does he really want the real thing?
Hey, gidday mate. You don’t know what he wants, I don’t know what he wants, and it sure as hell sounds like he doesn’t know what he wants either.Click to Continue!
1. Katherine wrote about Justin Bieber the other day, so I figure that’s as good a place as any to start. I spend a disproportionate amount of time talking and thinking about Biebz. I like two of his songs a lot (here and here), and I find myself defending him to the naysayers fairly regularly, with one simple question: Imagine if you were 18-21 with all the money in the world and everyone wanted a piece of you and you were still trying to figure out who you were, how would you behave? Probably as bad if not worse than Justin Bieber. I did endless amounts of ridiculous things and I wasn’t rich or wanted. Keep that in mind next time you’re hating.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! New York Fashion Week is upon us, so I thought I’d bring this post to you live from the spot in Manhattan I associate most closely with fashion — the intersection on the corner of Houston and Lafayette Streets, where the biggest billboard in the city sits opposite the most oddly placed BP station in the world. Lara Stone is currently straddling Justin Bieber in the name of Calvin Klein on that billboard, so here’s me keeping things classy — and unphotoshopped — in Missoni. (Well, unphotoshopped at least.)Click to Continue!