Everyone's Doin' It...

Yea. That happened. Everyone is a designer these days. Rather irritating. But we'll cut Wino some slack because she needs something to occupy her time while she's waiting for the dope man to come through.

Anyhow.

Week 3 --> Down. Feelin' alright. I actually went in today on a Saturday to help the office manager @ BJ with some organizing and bullshit. Thought it would boost my stock a bit if Betsey and the designers (that were all going to be in the office today) saw me up in there on the weekend. I completely overslept and was an HOUR late for my little attempt at extra credit. F Minus. Not all was lost in the end though... office (wo)manager wasn't pissed... said she's gonna throw me some dough on Monday for my help (love), got free lunch out of it and got some dirt on a thing or two from a chick that is an intern/part time weekend warrior of some sort.... I hadn't been a real fan of this broad from the gate... she looks like an ex-ballerina that you can tell is probably from a really wealthy family. She just has an arrogance to her "look", if you can visualize that. Anyhow, started shootin' the shit with her today and actually learned a lot about her, her life and her experience at Betsey and she's a pretty cool chick. So I take back my judgement and am totally re-evaluating my outlook and attitude on some shit. Still gonna hang on to my dislike for the circus freak though...

I am really really looking forward to getting this small loaner camera from my mom in the mail for some BJ intern outfit photo documenting. My normal camera is way too bulky and obvious and my phone camera sucks ass, so I've got nothin' but pleasant memories and my verbal descriptions to shed some light on some of these anomalies. Not sure yet what my undercover photog tactic will be, but I can say that it will definitely be worth the risk of getting caught,.... and I've been in need of a lil' danger in my life lately.


Wednesday was a late day at the office due to the snow. The office didn't open until 11. I learned this news at 9am when I arrived to a ghost town of the 21st floor. For future ref, when the heavens dump about 15 feet of snow in a night, call in and check yo' shit. Anywho.... when the ol' crew starts trickling in midday, I almost lost my shit when Lady in Red rolls in. This intern, (we'll call her Kook for anonymity purposes) always puts together some pretty over the top shit but the snow day ensemble definitely takes the cake so far in my book. Visualize: red ski bibs (think your mom skiing circa 1991), red vinyl sneakers of some sort, red beenie, and huge white Elton John/nerd glasses. I almost fell out of my chair. The best part is this was just an outside commuting outfit. In doors, Kook sheds the snow wear to reveal her actual outfit for a hard days work.... floral leggings with a floral dance leotard on top, some kind of cream sweater situation and white ruffle socks with white chunky sandal heels. HOW THE FUCK DID YOU COME UP WITH THAT CONCEPT? Baffling. Now I cut this one a little slack... because she actually has a lot of industry experience and I think she's just a nut. With this said, I give her a pass on being totally out of her mind and wearing some complete nonsense. But clown gets no pass. Clown WILL be a victim of the blog and there's nothing clown can do about it. I thought you knew not to fuck with me...

Random honorable mentions...
*Went to my first show here in NYC... Blockhead and Emancipator last night at the Music Hall of Williamsburg. Had the SF homey in tow which was nice... just good to talk to someone who actually knows me and what I'm about... I don't have to sell them on me in anyway. Good shit. The show was rad. The venue was cool. The commute was flawless (Yesss! Even taking a new train!) and it was a good fuckin' night.

*Saw a drunk chick puke buckets on the train last night. Super rough.

*Saw a dude walking his English Bulldog down my street this evening. I can spot a bully from a mile away but had to take closer inspection to see how Pippy is about 129129122 times cuter than most bulldogs, this Brooklyn bully included. I fuckin' miss him. This is what parenthood looks like for me these days.

Not ideal, but I think it's effective. I REALLY look forward to sending for him as soon as I know what the story's gonna be for me with staying here or not.

*Had a date scheduled for today with a dude from "the website" that I was deeming my last hoorah with internet dating. Dude seems cool... seems like we're into a lot of the same shit, but there were definite red flags. I mean ultimately my adventures in internet dating are just to get out and meet people and what not, but even if it's just for fun with no real intentions of becoming anything more, red flags are red flags. As the months and years roll by I am finally FINALLY starting to take note of those flags and early signals of disaster. Because honestly, that shit always comes full circle and honestly dating just gets exhausting and tedious as shit. Anyhow.

Red Flag 1---> Too-Rad-Tatty-Syndrome....Also known as "my first tattoos were my knuckles". Dude has his neck completely tattooed, hand tattooed and knuckles tattooed. THAT IS ALL. Mmmmmmm questionable. Honestly just kind of tells me that the dude's pretty vain and trys to hard. Just kind of a poser thing to do.

Red Flag 2---> Our man of the hour (We'll call him "Posey") lives in upstate NY... about a 3 hour commute by bus to the city. Eh. Kinda rough. I've got a host of long distance friends at the moment. Not really looking for another.

Red Flag 3---> Posey asks if he can "maybe crash" at my place because it's such a long commute. See Red Flag #2. And um, presumptuous much? I haven't even met you yet, son. And if history repeats itself, I'll probably really dislike you. So we're gonna have to hold off on the slumber party plans.

Red Flag 4---> Posey sends me uninvited and unprovoked "head shot" photo text messagesof himself. Early warning sign (yes, another) that he's super into himself.

Red Flag 5---> Posey's super aggressive about coming 3 hours to the city to hang out with me. Really makes you wonder why he's gotta outsource the ladies. Run through all of em' in your own hood, or what?

Red Flag 6---> (Like this fool shouldn't already be cut) Homeboy works in IT stuff... works the graveyard shift and fixes computers and does online shit all night. Hmmm. Leads me to believe that he's probably allllll up in the internet world... probably watches a shit load of porn, probably has an abnormal amount of "internet friends" that he's never really met in real life...

So anyhow... just to eliminate any surprises... I do some pretty hardcore lurking of this character a few nights ago in preparation for solidifying this hangout. Yet another red flag pops up.... dude is on like 1291251291 social networking websites. (Refer to concerns about IT work...)

ANNNNNND the kicker..... our possibly very vain poser-ish possible date is on Model Mayhem as an aspiring model. And to seal the deal on firing him.... "Will shoot nudes".

Thank fucking GAWD I'm a lurker. And as the universe never seems to let me down, I was saved by the office manager @ Betsey when she asked me to come in today and help her out, thus making my date not possible and giving me a total true excuse to cancel.

And in conclusion, my adventures in online dating are officially over. I didn't come here to meet a bunch of tool bags. No longer will I put an ounce of energy or time into some shit that has no place in my life right now. And I'm a much bigger fan of organic natural attraction and selection. But hey, gave it a shot..... still not rad.

*Got some cool art projects in the works that I'm pretty stoked on.... stay tuned.

*Betsey drinks "funny coffee" at the end of the day (aka BOOZE).

*Betsey's boyfriend, Bobby, rolled up into the showroom the other day. A much smaller man and cleaner cut than I would have imagined.

*Betsey does all her hand sketches with a Sharpie.

*Got to hear Betsey telling a super bitchin' story about her mom sewing all of her dance costumes when she was a kid.

*The fashion show on 2/14 is going to be showing the normal runway collection but also premiering the diffusion line (a lower price point kind of dumbed down version of the collection) ...and all the models for the diffusion line are going to be BJ employees to get the concept across that the diffusion line is targeted to "real people". No interns though which is a shame... Clown would surely do a bang up job.

Tis all.

xoxo