![I would do this like every lunch hour if I needed to work.
No offense but literally, I feel like I should just go anyway. All the men who show up are probably employed, right?
micropolisnyc:
How fun is this: In the middle of their workday, office employees in Midtown Manhattan have started trekking to lunch-hour dance parties held at nightclubs.
These include Laurie Batista, 31, an executive assistant at an advertising agency…
… she was wearing purple lensless Wayfarer-style glasses, waving a footlong foam glow stick and mouthing the words to Warren G’s “Regulate.”
Around her, hundreds of other revelers did similar things: a guy in Chuck Taylors moonwalked across the dance floor, a man in a hoodie threw up his hands to form the “W” that stands for the rap group Wu-Tang Clan. Strobe lights bounced off a giant disco ball. Sweat glistened on foreheads. “Gin and Juice” thumped. Cheers erupted. It was midday, but inside Marquee, it could have been 2 a.m. [NYT]
Sounds far less pathetic than eating over my keyboard.
The DJ’s at these affairs include Questlove of The Roots, and aside from the all the twenty- and thirty-something attendees are some retirees.
“I just happened to be walking by and a young lady gave me a flier and I said, ‘O.K., I have nothing else to do for lunch,’ ” said Dorothy Vazquez, a 68-year-old resident of Brownsville, Brooklyn, who happened on the latest Lunch Beat. Ms. Vazquez said she normally dances at her local seniors center. She smiled, surveying the people filing into the club. “I’m looking forward to boogieing,” she said.
Photo by Benjamin Norman for the New York Times](http://25.media.tumblr.com/117103a8469d8e86f6161651081598a4/tumblr_mmjfg9qow91rbynwco1_500.jpg)
I would do this like every lunch hour if I needed to work.
No offense but literally, I feel like I should just go anyway. All the men who show up are probably employed, right?
How fun is this: In the middle of their workday, office employees in Midtown Manhattan have started trekking to lunch-hour dance parties held at nightclubs.
These include Laurie Batista, 31, an executive assistant at an advertising agency…
… she was wearing purple lensless Wayfarer-style glasses, waving a footlong foam glow stick and mouthing the words to Warren G’s “Regulate.”
Around her, hundreds of other revelers did similar things: a guy in Chuck Taylors moonwalked across the dance floor, a man in a hoodie threw up his hands to form the “W” that stands for the rap group Wu-Tang Clan. Strobe lights bounced off a giant disco ball. Sweat glistened on foreheads. “Gin and Juice” thumped. Cheers erupted. It was midday, but inside Marquee, it could have been 2 a.m. [NYT]
Sounds far less pathetic than eating over my keyboard.
The DJ’s at these affairs include Questlove of The Roots, and aside from the all the twenty- and thirty-something attendees are some retirees.
“I just happened to be walking by and a young lady gave me a flier and I said, ‘O.K., I have nothing else to do for lunch,’ ” said Dorothy Vazquez, a 68-year-old resident of Brownsville, Brooklyn, who happened on the latest Lunch Beat. Ms. Vazquez said she normally dances at her local seniors center. She smiled, surveying the people filing into the club. “I’m looking forward to boogieing,” she said.
Coachella Wardrobe: Sunday, Weekend #1
Today you’re ready to throw in the towel, but you need to keep up your stamina! Don’t worry, you can sleep on your private jet or in the back of a purring, air-conditioned SUV tomorrow. Take an adderall and buck up, babes.
Sunday’s lineup inspiration: The Lumineers, Wu-Tang Clan and Grimes. You’re so fucking alternative it hurts.
Must-haves:
Spitfire Lennon Flip Round Sunglasses, $35.
Show Me Your Mumu Mary Mullet Dress, $170.
This big-ass headdress on Etsy, $856.66.
Giuseppe Zanotti studded wedge sneakers, $895.
Hospital bracelet that you saved from your exhaustion stint. A great conversation piece!
Coachella Wardrobe: Friday, Weekend #1
April 12, 2013 kicks off the first weekend of the most important public appearance of your life. This is your festival debut, so get it right.
Friday’s lineup inspiration: Beach House, Jurassic 5, Aesop Rock and Lou Reed. Your look says, “I’m a super chill girl who can dance hot to rap.”
Must-haves:
Southwestern Cutout Crop Top, $24.80
Carven High Waist Leather Shorts, $950
Bob Marley Vans = shout out to the legend!
A one-hitter so you can smoke weed and listen to the bass drop. Omg, old school! Lolllzzz
OBSESSED!
Some genius at CustomMade hand-crafted this piano inspired by Coco Chanel. You can tickle the bedazzled ivories and learn how to play Chopsticks/Heart & Soul/Hot Cross Buns on this piece of art for a mere $250,000.
250k really isn’t that bad, if you think about it…
If it has anything whatsoever to do with Chanel, you know I am all over that.
Style Inspiration: Little Monsters
Being a fashion blogger/advice columnist is a lot of work, for realsies. It requires a keen eye for uber-chic trends and covet-worthy pieces. As an industry professional, I always have to set an example of an envy-worthy lifestyle. Sometimes I feel like God put me here to selflessly show people how to pair a Balmain t-shirt with an American Apparel leotard.
You’re welcome!
My latest gift to share is my style inspiration from some of the most illustrious films in the history of cinema. I’m j’loving my style inspiration so hard right now.
(Counter clockwise from center)
Acne Leather Denim Jacket $1150
Gnarly Teeth $10
Tom BInns Safety Pin Earrings $150
Yellow Wayfarers $10
Lime Crime Lipstick in No She Didn’t $16
White Girl New Year’s Eve
Everyone knows that New Year’s Eve is the most important party of the year, and that if you do something lame like a “mellow dinner,” the entire upcoming year will be a snoozefest. Here are some tips to ensure you have the most brag-worthy night.
Call your your stylist sobbing because you forgot to make a hair appointment in advance. Beg her to squeeze you in because you promise your ‘do will be super low maintenance. Bring her an example picture of an intricate updo from the Spring 2013 shows. Fab!
If you have a date for the evening, send him to Fred Segal with your gay bffs for wardrobe styling. It’ll be a cold day in hell when I let a guy take me out wearing an Armani Exchange V-neck sweater again.
Upload a photo of your closet on Instagram with a caption that reads:
So many amazing designer freebies to choose from! What should I wear tonight?
Even though you’ve had your look planned out for months, it’s a great way to humble-brag to all of your adoring followers.
Most of your time at a New Years Eve Party should be spent posing for pictures or making your body hate you as you fill it up with horrible-slash-amazing substances. I always make sure I end up on at least five different party blogs.
Your BFF is allowed to pose for pictures with you; your date is not. Unless he’s a celeb, or Instagram superstar, in that case you should post as many pictures as possible of the two of you together.
The only picture I’ll ever post at a party that isn’t me is an artsy looking shot of champagne glasses.
At midnight, kiss the hottest guy at the party— regardless of whether or not you came with him. J’loves it!
XO, WG
OBSESSED!
The Row x Damien Hirst Pill Backpack
The latest must-have accessory for fashionistas and high-priced call girls socialites is this $55,000 backpack brought to you by the Trollsens.
This way versatile bag now comes adorned with cute little pills to convey the “sexy edginess” of having a mental disorder/drug problem………get it???
I’ll totes be rocking one this winter. I think its a whimsical nod to my love of prescription pills and handbags that cost more than your car. Loves it!
Tip of the Day: Seapunk Crybaby Edition
Last weekend, a gaggle of internet bloggers flipped out over Rhianna’s SNL performance because they thought it ripped off the Seapunk style, a.k.a. the current obsession of artsy bloggers. For those of you who don’t know, Seapunk style is like mid-90s club kid, except sluttier. Fashion bloggers and hipsters of the internet are all obsessed right now with low tech computer graphics circa 1994 and often incorporate them into their blogs. It’s art, man. Loollzzz
These super high concept “visionaries” are furious that someone as famous as Rhianna could publicly jack their hipster style. So they did what any angry blogger does: tweet about it, and make it all about “capitalism” this, and “The Man” that, and “our movement” this like they were Malcom X in day glo hot pants.
Most of these Seapunks are teenagers and were still wetting the bed during a good portion of the 90s. They missed out on Windows 95 nostalgia of flying toasters and slow loading porn.
As a white girl with more experience who has avoided anger-induced wrinkles and cellulite, my advice is to save the pissy diapers for something important, like your frienemy posting a picture of you with a food baby.
XO,
WG
Quote of the Day
“I don’t know why everybody thinks I’m such a sex symbol. I am really just a huge nerd.”
-Every hot babe (and none of us actually mean it.)
W.G. Halloween Costume #10: Woodland Critter
M.K. & A did this costume already- but this photo was taken in August. Halloween is in October, silly twins! Lolzz it’s okay, they’re probably super busy and their schedule got mixed up.
These lace mouse and bunny ears by Maison Michel are like $400, but that’s a very small price to pay for the sake of whimsy. Pair these ears with any hot outfit and you’re set!
