Archive for March 2010
This article is from a men’s magazine’s website, so soak in the fact that I sometimes read editorial written for the opposite sex, and judge me accordingly. Anyway, I read these tips for guys from stylist Ilaria Urbinati and I agree with every point. Once you’re done judging, MEN, pay attention and the next time you’re getting dressed, come correct. Click here.
Or you can just copy this ensemble. Sans cigarette. Or not; it’s kinda hot.
On the day I left Chicago, my “tour guide” (and I use this term loosely) had to work in the morning and I was left to my own devices for a few hours. Eager to soak up a little more of the city before taking the plane back to reality, I decided I would do some solo sightseeing. Now, when it’s your first time in a big city, you find the tallest building, go to the top of it, and look around. That’s just what you do. New York City: Empire State Building. Paris: Eiffel Tower. Seattle: Space Needle. So naturally, being in Chicago, I decided I needed to visit Willis (formerly Sears) Tower, go to the top of it, and look around. Naturally.
So after packing my things and putting on way too many layers of clothing, I left my baggage at the hotel’s front desk and was on my way. As soon as I stepped out the door of the hotel and turned to follow the purple path on my iPhone’s GPS, a black guy in a huge green coat greeted me. “Hi pretty lady. Any change?”
Now the weather in Southern California at that exact moment was about 40 degrees warmer, and the time was a full two hours earlier. I was cold as shit and hadn’t had any coffee yet, so I defaulted by making the standard “I wish I could but I can’t” face, shook my head and kept walking.
My first opportunity to get some warm caffeine in me was a Dunkin Donuts, so I ducked in and got a house coffee, black, and a blueberry muffin. I picked a spot by a window and warmed my fingers on the outside of the cup. Read the rest of this entry »