Watching this guy just keep inching his way across the street through the scooters is AWESOME!!!
The Thing With Twins….
There are tons of challenges with twins that suck up vast amounts of brain power as a new mom. You’re already working on a reduced amount of engine capacity from lack of sleep and being thrown into the deep end of the parenting pool. There’s nothing right about being required to learn a completely new task that constantly changes from minute to minute while under the duress of limited sleep. It’s just not right. Thank God newborn babies are really cute and helpless, otherwise our species would have died off long ago. Twins are unique and they come with their own set of weird and odd issues. The first is –do you keep them together? Yes, of course you should actually keep both of your twins and not give one away, but what I meant was, should you keep them together in the same crib or in separate cribs? I’m sure there are lots of opinions on this but we were determined to keep our twins together in the same crib. We kept our daughter in a bassinet in our bedroom but as soon as our son came home from the hospital, we put them together in the same crib. I remember that first night when my unflappable mother came running giddily into me and said “You must come see them. It’s the cutest thing I think I’ve ever seen.” It was awfully cute, two small 6-ish-pound babies in that gigantic crib sleeping soundly. Fast-forward six months, and they were rolling over onto each other and kicking each other in the head. It was time they each had their own crib and although we were worried about their separation anxiety, they had none. Read More
Hunger Games POSTER vs. Breaking Dawn POSTER
Congrats! You’re big potatoes to those of us who follow you, so thanks for sharing!
THANK YOU…God that’s sweet! :)
The Secret Table…dining in a modern Venice studio.
Food trucks. Pop-up restaurants. The four-star kitchen in the back of your Prius. It can all get a little… mobile. Sometimes you just want to go get some dinner at a stationary spot. And if it happens to go down at a lush, funky design studio, all the better.
Welcome to The Secret Table, a roving supper club that’s stopped with all the roving, now operating out of a covert Venice studio called Big Red Sun and taking reservations for dinner on Friday night.
So, yes, this is an underground dinner situation from an esteemed catering company—the kind where you’ll sign up on a website to stay informed about discreet, leisurely feasts at an undisclosed location. This time out it’s Spiced Roasted Chickpeas, Béchamel Lasagne and lots of Italian wines. Buy a couple tickets and voilà: you’ve got a memorable dinner date.
Only now, the location is very much disclosed: for the foreseeable future, you’ll be dining on the grounds of a succulent-heavy design space, surrounded by concrete, candles and cacti. It’s like you opened up Dwell and jumped in for dinner.
And if you have such a good time that you want to relive it in a few weeks, you can—the next dinner’s right here, too. Dwell always makes you hungry for chickpeas.
The Secret Table
at Big Red Sun
560 Rose Ave
Venice, CA 90291
I know I’m small potatoes and I just started my tumblr in January and only in earnest about a month ago but today the 400th person started following me and I’m SUPER HAPPY! :)
(That pic is me with little Izzy.)
“Life, man. It was so much easier being a kid.”
The Booth at the End
Wait wait wait, this is your friend’s show? I just watched the first two episodes of this and was absolutely intrigued by it.
Yes! He’s super excited about going down to Comicon this week to promote it! My friend is the writer: Chris Kubasik.
The Booth at the End - my friend’s new online show…check it out on hulu!!
A mysterious Man sits at a booth at the end of a diner. People approach him because theyve heard The Man has a gift. He can solve their problems: A parent with a sick child, a woman who wants to be prettier, a nun who has lost her faith. The Man can give these people what they want. For a price. The Man makes a proposition. In exchange for realizing their desires, these individuals must complete a task, return to The Man, and describe every step in detail. The trick is that these tasks are things that would normally be inconceivable to them. But The Man never forces anyone to do anything. Its always up to the individual to start - or stop. The Booth at the End asks the question: How far would you go to get what you want?
The Hunger Games Motion Poster!!!
Wendi Deng defends Rupert Murdoch from attacker – video
A protester lunges towards James and Rupert Murdoch as they give evidence on phone hacking to MPs
In honor of the Murdochs testifying in front of Parliament today, I’m posting this abso-fucking-hysterical skit with Jon Stewart and John Oliver from the Daily Show. :)
A Prius-inspired bike has mind-controlled gear shifting. "When you see the bike shift for the first time, it’s kind of like magic.“ Woah…read on!
Hyperefficient design, an EEG-powered helmet – what’s not to like? What would a Prius look like if it were a bike instead of a car? That’s what Toyota, Saatchi & Saatchi LA, Deeplocal, and Parlee Cycleswanted to explore with their PXP project. The final design was just revealed on John Watson’s cycling/design site, and it’s a doozy: lean, mean, and mind-controlled. (Yes, you read that last part right.) Read More
A Major-League Divorce - fascinating in-depth look at the McCourt divorce and the LA Dodgers in Vanity Fair. Wow!
Jamie and Frank McCourt moved to L.A. in 2004 to live their dream—as owners of the illustrious Dodgers—then went on a massive spending spree: $74 million on four homes, a $12 million pool, and a $10,000-a-month hairstylist. But though their team hit an initial winning streak, their marriage cratered. With their divorce producing a slew of unsavory financial details, Vanessa Grigoriadis learns why Major League Baseball is as furious as the McCourts are with each other.
I’m not a “ride to work” kind of gal so I’ll stick with my weekend cycling gear but for anyone who is (especially dudes), these look and sound awesome!
Levi’s have been around since—we believe—the dawn of time. It was like, invent the wheel, then the first pair of Levi’s. When you’re such a staple in the average guy’s closet, there is little you need to do to create new products. Luckily, Levi’s isn’t sitting back and resting on their laurels, they’ve now introduced the perfect pair of jeans/pants for anyone who commutes on their bike (which happens to be a lot of us). The waistband on The Commuter is designed for U-Lock storage & has a higher rise for more coverage (See: Less ass-crack while riding). The fabric is stretchier for more comfort while you pedal away and is more durable as well since you are putting them through more work than the average person’s jeans. Plus, the interior cuffs feature reflective tape so night rides don’t end up in trips to the ER. Basically if you ride a bike these are way better than spandex. $78
Tatt.ly…temporary ink that isn’t lame dragons and butterflies (unless that’s what you’re into!).
Getting a tattoo is risky – pick the wrong design and you could end up with a tramp-stamp, but get it at the wrong shop and you could contract the Hep B to back it up. Ink yourself all cool-like sans commitment, thanks to Tatt.ly.
From a Swiss-born designer sick of “bad-clip-art” temp tats, Tatt’s a new e-shop of weirder ones worked up by her and 14 designer pals from the world over, from pipe-smoking rabbits, to old-school Apple mouse cursors intended for under your eye, though considering it’s a temporary tattoo, the only thing you’ve murdered is your street cred.
Objects: An aqua ‘80s-style digital watch (intended for your wrist) whose face reads “LATE”, a multicolored, instrument-paneled old-school robot, and a vintage desk microphone, whose designer recommends you “put multiples on your fingers for big announcements”, which math nerds refer to as E=MC-ing. Abstracts: From a wild mess of thin lines aptly titled “Scribble”, to a hollow circle with slits that’s meant to resemble a camera aperture (throw it on your nethers to be doubly exposed). More: Everything from a Pantone-style color square of your skin, to a nautically-anchored design for “MOTHER”, to knuckle jobs that’ll spell out phrases like “play hard”, and “burn slow”, though it might be more accurate to flip it around if you’ve really backed up that tramp-stamp.
Turbohotel - this looks like fun!
Your trips to Mexico City always begin innocently enough.
But then, one misunderstanding over cerveza later, you find yourself on the run from a tambourine-wielding mariachi. In short, you need a place to lie low.
May we suggest a concrete drainage pipe.
Introducing Tubohotel, a set of rooms inside sections of recycled concrete pipes—in an orchard, in the mystical Mexican village of Tepoztlán—taking reservations now.
This is sort of like a high-design, human-sized hamster house. Except there isn’t a giant running wheel. And there are queen-size beds.
So after you’ve finalized your notes on the Distrito Federal’s street cart huarache industry, board the first VIP-class bus headed south and disembark at Tepoztlán. Your glass-fronted hideaway is nestled in a grove of guayaba trees with views of the Sierra del Tepozteco. The rooms are simple: desk light, fan, towels and a bed spanning the tube’s diameter. And the bathrooms, well, they’re in two separate non-tube buildings nearby. (We suggest bringing a bathrobe and a sturdy pair of slippers.)
If you get tired of exploring the immediate surrounds (there’s only so much guayaba one can gather), arrange a hike to the Tepozteco pyramid, mole-cooking lessons with Ana Garcia (a kind of Mexican Rachael Ray) or a pilgrimage to the birthplace of the Aztec serpent god Quetzalcoatl.
We hear serpent gods bring good luck.
I love this photography…gorgeous!
I used to work with the talented Seth Abramovitch who wrote this little bit about the lack of cars this past weekend in Los Angeles. :)
Carmageddon + Planking = Plankmageddon
Seth Abramovitch — Greetings from sunny Los Angeles, California, where the two-day closure of a 10-mile strip of freeway has produced more death, carnage and abject misery than humankind has ever seen, or will likely ever see again. Just kidding! The non-event known as Carmageddon has resulted in an almost surreally quiet weekend in the city. I don’t know where everyone went, but they are more than welcome to stay there. Sadly, however, it won’t be long before L.A. traffic returns to its constipated status-quo, as the 405 has reopenedwell ahead of schedule. So let us now bid a fond farewell to this momentous chapter in climate-fuckage history with a single, powerful, zeitgeist-encapsulating image — that of USC student Stephen Estes planking on a stretch of 405 between Sunset and Wilshire Blvds. 2011: The Year of Plankmageddon. [Flickr]