Archive for July 2013
“The Cut” introduced its new horoscope column today penned by David Scoroposki. Scoroposki is also a fashion editor at “Town & Country” magazine and if I remember correctly, I used to read his name on the “Vogue” masthead. Wow — an astrologer who also works in fashion! Who would have thought?
Anyway, he seems like a nice enough guy, but his horoscopes aren’t really meaty enough — even for a vegetarian, like me. I sort of wish that the blog would have consulted my astrologer and spiritual advisor, Greg Polkosnik. Greg is not only a fashion and astrology writer, but after a lifetime of working out he claims to be “the astrologer who can beat up all the other astrologers.” I’m sure that I’m not alone when I say that one day his very unique skill set will come in handy.
For now, though, he’ll have to be content with his fate as Scoroposki broods for the camera, nearly collapsing from the weight of that heavy book he’s holding. So unpretentious . . .
Happy birthday, Wesley Snipes. Due to your stint in prison, I wasn’t able to find a recent photo of you to illustrate this post. In the meantime, enjoy this screencap of Kenya Moore from the “Real Housewives of Atlanta” . . .
It’s been a while since I went on a magazine-buying splurge to see what everyone else is writing about. Chances are, it’s the same old shit that they’re always writing about (like “perfect hair and glowy skin”), but I wouldn’t know. So I think I’m going to spend a little money this summer and stock up on the September issues of glossies like “Lucky,” which is about to publish its first issue under the editorial direction of Eva Chen. I’ve hated this particular magazine in the past because I hate shopping magazines; I’m a sucker for clever content and photos of things I can’t afford really doesn’t really fit into that category.
Anyway, I’m going to review these titles just because it will give me something to blog about — just like those “street style stars” and their fascinating wardrobes that need to be chronicled online so that we can “dress like them.” Maybe this project will allow me to identify what the business is currently missing so that I can once again insert myself into a paying position at one of these titles. I suspect that it’s wit and candor, but I should probably confirm my suspicions before I start alienating potential employers.
Happy birthday, Jaime Pressly. My friend Rusty has always dreamed of appearing on the cover of “Shape.” On that note, is “potato” considered to be a shape?
Happy birthday, Cynthia Rowley. Just between you and me, I believe that there are far too many Leo designers working in New York City. You could do yourself a favor if you took a couple out . . .
Happy birthday, Sally Struthers. I also like to spend my birthdays telling random children that they’re adopted . . .