But let’s be real — it’s not that you’re poor. You just massively overspend, every month. It’s the American way! You can make $200k or $20k and still float from check to check. But it’s not until you’re in the red that you realize how expensive your habits are.
Music heads know that Banks’ first single, where she sings and raps in this “Valley Girl” voice, unapologetically samples “Float My Boat” by Lazy Jay.
They just don’t understand how two men or two women could be in love (or lust!), how they could dare flaunt that love to the world in the same way straight couples get to do, virtually unpunished, in basically every social sphere.
Now, Hirst is at it again with “The Complete Spot Paintings: 1986-2011,” a simultaneous, international exhibition currently on show at Gagosian, the high-end, New York-based contemporary art gallery with a global footprint. The “Spot” paintings are part of a cycle of works begun in 1986, and though as many as 1500 “Spot” paintings currently exist, they are intended to be an endless cycle.
No, the most annoying thing about losing a debit card is the ambiguous seven-to-10 business day period when the bank promises to send you a brand new one. You wait and wait and wait and it doesn’t come but then, finally, it does. Why on earth do the banks insist on sending replacement cards at such a glacial pace, anyway?
You make out without realizing everybody is uncomfortable. You do this in front of me, and I now have this VIP, all-access tour of your peep show. And though I don’t really care to look, nothing in particular is stopping me from doing so. You force me to participate in your live porn. I’m thinking, Oh, they must have just started dating.
For some reason I’ve been on a classical music binge, annoying my neighbors with all the waltzing around the apartment I’m doing, in high heels and cat suit no less, to the doom and gloom of Prokofiev, Rimsky-Korsakov, and Smetana. I don’t know what it is but I’m really drawn to pieces in minor keys that sound next to impossible to play—my friends say it’s because I like aggressive Russians dudes which, whatever.
With all this recent emphasis on so-called “party photography” in the last decade or so, it might seem that “party pics” are a new kind of genre. But as far as I can tell, the genre extends at least as far back as Andy Warhol’s Interview magazine, which launched in 1969 as a title focused primarily on interviews with film stars and personalities of the period.
It’s amazing that not even a year ago, when Apple’s magical iPad first slid down from the heavens, comedians around the world chimed in about the unfortunately named device. Nobody cared about the technology or what it did.
Couture-gate comes on the heels of a video released just yesterday of a group of people taunting the designer at a Paris café, slaming the couturier with more allegations of anti-Semitism. In the clip, a calm Galliano is obviously wasted, slurring his way through insults such as “Your bag is ugly” and “I love Hitler.”