Showing posts with label Comfort Food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Comfort Food. Show all posts

08 August 2011

When I'm not working I like to....





Back in June, my friend Ginger came to visit
from Philadelphia. Just released from police
custody are these photos from the result.

More McQueen
Metropolitan Museum
Central Park East

(warning on another long photo filled post)








Cocktails
Death & Co.
Lower East Side, NYC

Punch!!




Truffled Mac & Cheese served on lovely bent spoons.


Light.


They were obnoxious but made for a great photo.


sauce.


sauced.



Spectacle
Broadway Bares XXI
Hell's Kitchen, NYC

and more sauced.










02 June 2011

I no longer understand

Hey there.
It's been a bit hasn't it?
Some things have happened,
some resolutions and some
evolutions I suppose. I
managed to fend off the
attack of the crimson crocheted
menace that was plaguing my soul
only to be confronted with a lovely
bout of long dormant hand eczema.
For those of you not in the know,
this is caused by a variety of
triggers; Unhealthy foods, alcohol,
poor sleep and stress being among them.
So, of course, I was screwed.
I sit here typing to you with what
appear to be the hands of a burn victim with
the flu. Yes, the flu.
I can no longer hold a pencil due to discomfort
and hence an am unable to complete commissions
of drawings. On a bright note I have gotten
up to speed on both True Blood and Game of Thrones,
and have managed to shake nearly all that pesky
firmness from my bum that I never liked anyway.

Still, despite being seen as a leper every time
I board the train I have managed to get out and snap
some decent pics of my adventures as a dermatological
horror show. PS, cross your fingers. I'm getting my
first ever biopsy tomorrow as the terror on my hands
has not responded to treatment. Enough nightmare inducing
though. Lets look at nice things and good people.

recent events:

Spring landed in Bryant Park


I got sick on Mint Juleps watching the derby in Chelsea.
Also discovered that Derby pie is really a giant cookie.


The Butterfly Hat from McQueen's collection after Izzy Blow's suicide,
on display at the Met's Fantastic and Monumental presentation.


Cookies for breakfast.


Biscuts from an old recepie. Do Try.


Lunch @ Coffee Shop. Not so great Fish & Chips, great tile.


Ended up in ABC Home again. This place has become a regular
place to go when I'm down. Like Holly had Tiffany's. I suppose
haute bourgoise chaises are my diamonds? That or Tufting.


This love chair is awesome.


As are the indian patterned modernist pieces.


Ashley finds a moustache.

06 January 2011

28 October 2010

The World Outside Exists

...but I'm not aware of it
.
Still ensconced in the land of make believe.
Wallenberg opens Saturday.
Which also happens to be my birthday.
I plan on getting a bit into my cups and
possibly hitting on some actors before
dragging myself onto Metro North back to
the city at one am. This show will conclude
the nine shows in three month spree.
Not sure what is next.
I'm sure some sleeping in is involved.

Still need a Halloween costume...
I'm thinking Mummy.


Quelques Photos...
Adorable, non?

Near the Flat Iron Building

Southern comfort dinner of Veuve Cliquot and Popeyes at 2am.

Props!

At work during Technical Rehersal at Wallenberg

Waiting for the train in Harlem

Night falling on the Upper East Side

An A for effort

The awesome Hobnail glass I did not buy last weekend at the flea market

13 October 2010

Evenements Recents

One day,after buying a steel bar cart
at a flea market and wheeling it
20 blocks to another flea market
my dear friend Leah and I
waited 2 hours for a van cab
to appear. Specifically, an empty
van cab, unfilled with single
costumed people from Comicon.
While wrestling it into the back
of the van, the silvered glass
top toppled to the street, simultaneously
shattering and freaking out the driver
who demanded we remove oue cart and let
her get on her way to pick up
some solitary superman somewhere else.
This is where we decided to suck it up and
haul our dear meter high by meter wide
cart into the subway. During rush hour.
This is what my life has been like
for about two weeks.

I've also become aware that I'm on
a new diet that involves
walking 80 blocks a day and
eating one high calorie meal a day
with several cups of tea.

and now...Pictures.

The aforementioned bar cart.


The old Shake Shack in Madison Park.



Diet food.

Moet & Chandon with Moroccan street fare.


Very attractive gay nerd on N train.


The best Antique shop in Chelsea, Olde Good Things.



At MOMA,
the screaming installation.


Turntable goodness


The Cinderella Table



Got Pork Slapped at Rudy's


Opening night of Love Divided at Theatre Row.
Joel Gray attended wearing a red D-Squared Blazer and cargo pants.


A T-shirt illustration for the It Gets Better campaign.


Vintage Italian guns at Wallenberg rehersal


Glow Vigil for Gay Suicides at Washington Square Park.