Grey day in Gotham

Hello lovelies,

Today is indeed very grey, and wet, in New York. I was dreading taking out Bella, my weird little canine, for a walk this morning for fear that she wouldn’t do her business and then she’d be trapped in the house all day to destroy whatever is left for her to destroy (because honestly there isn’t much at this point). To my surprise, our walk was filled with me shaking my head and laughing while getting completely downpoured on. Bella loves puddles apparently. She jumped and played through every single one that we saw. Enough about her… I will not become one of those dog people.

Since today is so dreary and gross I decided to post up some happy photos with a pink theme. I am not a fan of the color pink, but for the past week or so I keep running across pink photos. Weird, I know.

1. from The Cherry Blossom Girl via Oh Happy Day

2. Pink bike stencil… I’ve kind of always wanted a pink bike. Although, the entire thing would have to be pink, including the basket. Oh yeah, it’d have to have a basket too.

3. Donut Muffins by Bread & Honey!

4. Oh hey, these people just happen to have the coolest house ever. via Happy Mundane.

5. I have always wanted a typewriter in either pink or robin’s egg blue.

6. That cupcake makes we want to puke a little. I’ve never understood the rage behind cupcakes…for me they’re more aesthetically pleasing than anything else.

7. I know it seems orange, but in person it’s actually got a pink sheen to it. A rainy day like today reminds me of when I was wandering around London, years ago, and it was rainy and grey and I stumbled into a museum and there happened to be a works up by Sophie Calle. They were photos and text describing how she ate only things of a certain color on certain days. For example, Tuesday she would only eat pink foods, or something. I remember reading this book later and thinking about just how interesting a woman she is. Sophie Calle: Appointment with Sigmund Freud.

8. A “Salty Dog”. I am craving one so badly right now, even though it’s more appropriate for warmer weather. Salt-rimmed glass+grapefruit juice+vodka & ice.

9. Since I’m indoors much more often in the winter, I cook up a storm and bake like crazy. I’ve always coveted a KitchenAid mixer… maybe someday. And yes, I will admit that I definitely had a thing for hot pink at one point in my youth.

10. This would be a great reminder to look at every morning. The Poster List. I’m also a big fan of Keep Calm and Carry On, I’ve been eyeing their tote bags for some time now.

11. I have wanted this Eames chair forever, and then I saw that Rachel Denbow of Bling on My Sewing Machine had it and I got very envious! Though, if I were to shell out  the dough for an Eames chair I would probably get it in a different color…

12. Jead Widmer posters for Centre de Creation Industrielle. Yummy. Check out more of them over at Grain Edit.

Great… now all I can think about are cupcakes and Salty Dog’s. Which would taste horrible together.

~Kiki

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Things that are making me happy/driving away my boredom:

My ever-growing collection of ampersands (I desperately need an ampersand pumpkin now!):

~Kiki

Say Obama

I don’t need to say anything about this:

via A Cup of Jo

My love for Type: Part II

1. Again, with the pillows. By Emma Smart.

2. This makes me salivate. via fortheloveoftype.

3. Morse code by Sean Johnson.

4. Chris Bolton

5. Tsang Kin-wah

6. This card is so simple and cute. Chick Print

7. This reminds me of the Royal Tenenbaums. And don’t even get my started on how much I love that movie and the type/design that’s in it.

8. Raking Leaves exhibition in Berlin.

9. This reminds me of Susie. I think it’s because of the word ‘cynical’.

10. Oded Ezer is definitely a genius.

11. I want this as much as swissmiss does.

12. There aren’t many words for this. Dan Tobin Smith gives me a hard-on.

ilovetypography- I don’t know what I would do without you.

modernista! is quite the artista

check out this pretty innovative site. it’s a marketing company that utilizes social networking sites like flickr, youtube, wikipedia, delicious and facebook as their company site content. you have to do a bit of navigation to really see what’s going on. thanks for the share blake!

http://www.modernista.com/7/index.php#home

“And on a date I would take you on a magical quest…”

“… for jewels and mystic wish granting orbs.”

So to explain that… I’m going to be completely honest here. I’ve been craigslisting.

I know.

Yes, I know.

It’s seriously some of the most entertaining material these eyes have seen in quite some time. I mean, just to think of all the men in New York I could be hanging out with. I could be someone’s sugar mama, or they could be my sugar daddy, or I could be getting cunnilingus for breakfast, a non-sexual foot massage for lunch and then holding hands with some guy that just saw Nick and Nora’s Infinite Playlist which made him realize he’d like to have a special someone. Like me. And it’s been great to think that I meet the requirements of half of the men on there because of the fact that I’m Asian (well half. So maybe I meet half of the half of the requirements).

To be serious though, through much weeding and screening I emailed a couple guys that met my requirements: Between the ages of 24-30, didn’t sound too over anxious to meet a real live girl and/or didn’t display signs of severe psychological disorders, his ad didn’t include the words “submissive”, “sweetie”, and/or “lonely” and didn’t have any lol’s or smiley faces going on.

So my title line for this post is the last sentence from the last email I received from a guy with a beard, tattoos and lives in Greenpoint. He seems great… so far. Especially since he sent me this video as the answer to the question “What’s the last song you listened to?”:

I’m always amazed at my prowess in the art of procrastination. Just after I thought I couldn’t possibly find anything more on the internet to steal me away from studying for the GRE, I found the personals on craigslist. I had already watched some more episodes of Californication, went through my reader, looked at recipes for things I never plan on making, read a book online, and window-shopped… Its a good thing craigslist is here for me. Day or night, rain or shine… maybe I already found my man. Mr. Craig Slist. At times he can be creepy, and sometimes I wonder about his faithfulness, and what that weird rash is, but he’ll always be there for me and hasn’t failed me yet. Whew. My search is over. Now I can stop looking at all these ads with pictures of greasy guys, balding guys, hairy guys, and my favorite, the pictures of the skyline, nature or some random famous person. I mean, really, do you think a chick is going to want to date you because you had the balls to post a picture so that there’s the indicator of an image attached, and then realizes that you’re a chicken shit and also deceitful?

Unbelievable.

Oh, and by the way, just so you don’t think that I’m wasting my time only on the internet, I also saw a rat in my kitchen this evening. And an hour later I saw a little mouse on the floor. To say I was freaking out is an understatement. That little thing was not even afraid of me. Which enraged me. And seriously, I may be an animal activist, but when you’re disease-ridden, dirty, and not afraid of me in my kitchen, it takes everything inside of me to not crucify that thing in the hopes that it will be a warning to those who try to enter after it. This is war. Albeit, a war I have no idea how to fight. I need to borrow someone’s cat.

~Kiki

abc fraud

thank you paul west, a loyal reader, for investigating and busting our abc fraud as seen in a previous post. the type sky designer, non-artist is caught red handed in the video below.

lets make some f’ing tea

i know this is cheating but i thought mark wilsons post on gizmodo was so funny.

“For some reason, a teapot permanently takes up one of the four, sacred burners in my kitchen. Occasionally I’m able to hide it, trapping the unused fixture in a cabinet where the Pyrex watches guard. To circumvent this subtle, strategically culinary mating dance that is marriage, I’d be glad to place this adolescently glorious UFO teapot in a spot of household prominence all year long. Forget the stove. I’m thinking the $80 UFO sits on a pedestal in the middle of my living room—where it partially blocks the TV, commanding your full attention at all times, of course.”

-suz

heronpreston.com

i want to give a shout out to an old friend who i very much admire. heron preston. we met in paris years ago. this guy is always up to something amazing. his blog is phenomenal and you should all check it out www.heronpreston.com

-suz

adding to my cynical streak

It’s official, we’re screwed. “The National Debt Clock has just run out of spaces to add more zeroes to its running count of our national debt, thanks to the one-two punch of the $700 billion Wall Street bailout and the $100 billion used to prop up Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac before that.” -Gizmodo

so which presidential candidate will help us pay off our debt? this is not a head scratcher people. this is scary, what’s going to happen? who will flee to another country with me? kiki, you with me?

-suz

they can breathe through their skin

Overheard in NYC on the Uptown 1 train-

Boy #1, watching hobo who is asleep on the train: That motherfucker looks dead. I don’t think he’s breathing.

Boy #2: He doesn’t need to breathe, he’s a ninja.

- now this is why i love new york it’s not out of the question that the lifeless hobo on your morning commute to work could very well be a ninja. i’ll let you you in on a few ninja traits so you can spot one, they can train 20 hours/day starting from age 2, can breath underwater anytime they want, can change clothes in less than 1 second (the trait i envy most), always land on their feet if they don’t have feet they will land on their nubs, wear headband, can run 100 miles on their hand, can remove their shadow if needed, live in your house secretly for day and can remove a spleen in one swift motion. But most importantly if you see a ninja, they’re not in fact a ninja. kiki, be careful out there.

suz

texting your way to love

this video is so true these days. wtf! can’t you just pick up the damn phone, it’s so much more efficient. i understand texting acquaintances and avoiding unnecessary rapport but come on people! relationships should def graduate out of the texting phase and if they’re not come see me so we can try to figure out how to make this happen. im stumped.

suz

end of books?

i can’t help but wonder: do these images represent the beginning of the end for books as we know them?

suz

P.S.

We seriously need to redesign this blog. It’s ugly and not very tasteful, which makes our blog name “2 girls with great taste” seem like a farce. And by we, I mean you. xoxo

Dear Inter-web,

Hello. My name is Kiki and my cohort is Susie. Get ready for witty banter, enticing photos of clothing and accessories, and sexual rantings. You’ve been warned. Xoxo