Archive for the ‘Magazines’ Category

Feb
7
2010

Sunday Roundup

by Andrea

I finally read The Catcher in the Rye. It was awesome, although I’m a teensy bit worried by how much I relate to Holden Caulfield. The whole world is full of “phonies” though, isn’t it?

Make these brownies. Die happy. If you are a vegan though, don’t bother clicking. It will only break your heart.

If you have a high tolerance for raunchy parody, you need to get to know RAAAAAAAANDY! Warning: if you are related to me, you will probably find RAAAAAAANDY! highly offensive. Just letting you know, Mom.

I have to wait until APRIL for new Fringe? The suspense is killing me. Although, that gives me plenty of time to read Quantum Physics for Dummies so that I can understand what the heck is going on. 

Lonny might help fill the Domino-shaped hole in your life.

And finally, my cat, Tobias von Snicklefritz, is pretty much the cutest cat ever. EVER.

Posted in Books, Droppin' Knowledge, Film and Television, Glorious Food!, Juvenile Humor, Magazines, Random | 2 Comments »

Dec
7
2009

It’s funny because it’s true (Part Deux)

by Andrea

Evolution of the Hipster– I know all these people. And love them, naturally.

Posted in Blogosphere, Magazines | 2 Comments »

Jun
30
2009

Extra old? Extra mould.

by Andrea

I try to carry my camera with me at all times because you just never know when you’ll happen upon something crying out for documentation. This this, for instance:

extraold

Um… yuck? I am not a complete philistine. I know that like fine wine and George Clooney, cheese gets better with age, but does that mean we should call it “extra old?” There’s got to be a better way of putting it, a different choice of words that evokes something other than food poisoning. Extra-old-inary, perhaps? Do I have the makings of an ad exec or what? (I’m sure it’s tasty, so don’t sue me, Black Diamond.)

In other news, I have a new favorite song.

Full disclosure: I discovered this song through Nylon’s summer playlist. And yes, I read Nylon. You can go ahead and think less of me now. It’s just a lot easier to let somebody else decide what I think is cool, ok?

Posted in Glorious Food!, Magazines, Music | 1 Comment »

Jun
6
2009

She bangs, she bangs

by Andrea

Oh yes I did just quote Ricky Martin. And you liked it.

before1

Before.

after23

And after.

I apologize for the quality of the photos. I am blaming it on the light because I am pretty sure that I did not actually go from jaundiced to peaches-and-cream-bordering-on-red in one day. I was very foolish brave and cut the bangs myself. They look a little uneven due to the way I’m cocking my head, but they are even. I promise.

You have to be careful with a be-banged bob, or you might end up looking like Anna Wintour. (Eeek!)

wintour

That mean, scary lady is the reason I quit reading Vogue. Well her, and I was tired of editorial after editorial featuring teenage waifs, pale except for the two angry swaths of black paint where their eyebrows should have been, hair slicked up into a severe, high ponytail, contorted into strange, unnatural slouches, and wearing one of two facial expressions: mild surprise, and sheer and utter boredom. You know who were really bored, Anna? YOUR READERS.

And with that bit of vitriol out of the way, let me wish you all a lovely weekend!

Posted in Magazines, Self-Involvement | 9 Comments »

Jan
29
2009

Say it ain’t so, Domino!

by Andrea

dominoI am distraught, InterWeb. I am disappointed, upset, inconsolable. Domino magazine is going under. First there was Blueprint, which was THE BEST MAGAZINE EVER, and then they took it away from me and left this blog, and then they took that as well. And now, a week after solidifying my loyal readership for life with their Zooey Deschanel cover, they’re taking it away from me. Rude.

Now where am I going to get my information on gracious yet hip living? How to decorate with florals without getting all early 90′s? How to make baking cupcakes an ironic, post-modern feminist activity? From Martha? Don’t get me wrong, ya’ll know I love me some Martha, but I need to balance out all that matronliness with… well, with Domino, and now I can’t.

If you’ll excuse me, I need some time alone with my grief.

Posted in Magazines | 2 Comments »