Christy Minstrel (scarf fan, aficionado and stylist) encourages scarf lovers and others to visit the source of so many silky squares – “Vera Paints A Scarf” at The Museum of Arts and Design in NYC and yes, there will be ladybugs.
Click the pics to read all about it and get tickets.
STYLE NOTE: A scarf, with sunglasses and lipstick can constitute a satisfying and time saving Full Drag.
It’s summer. Ideas are harder to find when you’re overheated and hungry.
Here’s one for you. In the words of Marlene Menard, the mid-eighties East Village chanteuse and star of Tom Rubnitz‘s video short masterpiece, Chicken Elaine, “et voila, it’s easy and fancy.”
Fennel, Blood Orange and Hazlenut Salad
1 large fennel bulb, thoroughly washed
2 blood oranges, sliced
1/2 cup whole raw hazelnuts
1 tbsp extra virgin olive oil
1–2 tbsp fresh squeezed lemon juice
1/2 tsp sea salt
Cut fennel bulb in half and slice it super thin.
Supreme the oranges. (Supremeing an orange) If you are not concerned about the “ooh la la” you can peel them and slice then into thin discs. If you supremed them you can, take a full ballet style bow then cut them into bite sized pieces.
Toast the hazlenuts. Don’t roast ’em. Don’t burn ’em. Just toast ’em then chop ’em.
Dress everything with olive oil and lemon juice an sea salt.
Serve this alone or on top of some mildly flavored lettuce like one from the Butterhead family for example. Butterhead…relax!, it’s vegan.
-1 can red beans, rinsed & drained -Similar amount of green beans, blanched in boiling water 3 minutes & plunged in an ice bath -1 minced shallot or some finely chopped red onion -chopped Italian parsley -simple vinaigrette. I like extra virgin olive oil & white balsamic vinegar (or lemon juice) — Mix it all together. Eat it.
Flashcubes were formerly flash “bulbs” which were occasionally known down South and around the trailer parks of Pennsyltucky as flash “bubs.” I have some, you bet I do and here’s your free tip about flashcubes if you’re using the Polaroid bigshot anytime soon – MAGICUBES. They’re better. They’re brighter. If you happen to be in front of one when it blasts get ready for a full minute of blue dot total blindness. Magicubes. Who makes ’em? Good question. Answer is nobody, idiot. They’re from the 60’s. Who used to make ’em? Sylvania, G.E. and Westinghouse mostly but Sylvania Magicubes are the only ones I trust and I tried ’em all. So remember now, Magicubes by Sylvania (like TRANSylvania but without the reassignment surgery.Now you’ll definitely remember.) Blue dots forever! You can close your eyes if you want to BUT IT DOESN”T GO AWAY!!!
Well gee uncle Billy, how do these magic cubes work?
Not magic cubes, kid. MAGICUBES. Two words in one – got it? Now put down your phone and I’ll tell you how they work and you’re going to be surprised because they actually have gun powder in them…like bullets…which kill people because of guns. Anyway, it’s like this….
The flashbulb is filled with combustible material (zirconium wool sealed under high pressure) and its base has a powder filled primer cap. When the shutter is released, a tiny hammer linked to the shutter release mechanism is actuated that strikes the base of the bulb setting off the charge in the primer. The primer in turn fires a flash charge that ignites the combustible mixture in the flashbulb producing flash of very high intensity.
I think that it’s really important to try out new ways of expressing oneself artistically. I feel as though it enriches the soul to endeavour new types of artistic medium to manifest one’s effusion towards life. There are so many options. Whether it’s macramé, interpretive modern dance, joining your local mummenschanz troupe… the possibilities are quite simply ENDLESS. I’ve decided that since I’m very minimally adept at figurative drawing and painting; and exceptionally, deeply, and distinctively bereft talent wise. (especially pertaining to portraiture representations of human beings), I made the completely ridiculous choice that I should try my hand at the beautiful art of Portrait Tattooing. I mean, it only makes sense right?My first thought was which person out of all the people in the world… who’s likeness shall I choose to portray? The second thought was from which group of people would I select to be the person (or persons) to BE my living canvases? In selecting a subject I decided that whomever I selected should be noteworthy. I have seen Portrait Tattoos depicting random ugly babies, unattractive spouses or deceased loved ones…but then I thought; who really cares? Those tattoos are of nobodies. I mean, those kinds of subjects would definitely have had some kind of significance to the people who chose to place them upon themselves..but from the general public’s viewpoint? They have zero meaning. I thought that the concept of having some random celebrity… (whom you have never known or ever even met) …having that celebrity’s image permanently displayed forever on your body would be so much better! So what dead person of infinite beauty, and of course, easily recognisable to everyone should I choose? Why Marilyn Monroe of course! Her iconic image permeates our society even after her death fifty eight years ago. I doubt that there are any people on this planet who are as famous and recognisable. So in choosing my human canvases, I had to select the most incidental, unimportant, casual acquaintances that I could think of. People who would also be the most appreciative recipients of her likeness; wanting her visage being proudly preserved on their bodies forever. So after seconds of intense pondering and deliberation, I chose four middle-aged gay men from middle America whom I had basically no previous connections to. (I used Craig’s List) My criterium?They had to be gullible, easily persuaded (and drunk). I think that you will agree with me that my attempts to immortalise Marilyn speak for themselves.
Since there obviously is no way that I could possibly improve upon my skills and abilities with this very ancient and significant art form, I think that I shall move on to bedazzling, and puffy painting sweatshirts. I feel that this above mentioned particular art form is sadly and undeservedly in decline.
Answering the door, as an actor you will need to have this skill. Here’s how to do it.
As an exercise, answer the door EXACTLY like this substituting “Stella” with the name of whomever is at your door. It’s OK to use “my (darling) neighbor,” or “the (darling) mailman” if you don’t know their name but it is not OK to omit the word “darling.” Answer the door exactly this way for six months to a year.
When I first watched about a third of this video I was halfway interested in a “NEW SEQUIN.” Hey, I’m only human. But not long after it started one word came to mind…
Word Origin and History for naff
British slang word with varied uses, not all certainly connected; see Partridge, who lists three noun uses: 1. “female pudenda” (c.1845), which might be back-slang from fan , shortening of fanny (in the British sense); 2. “nothing,” in prostitutes’ slang from c.1940; 3. a euphemism for fuck (v.) in oaths, imprecations, expletives (e.g. naff off ), 1959, “making it slightly less obvious than eff ” [Partridge]; and an adjective naff “vulgar, common, despicable,” said to have been used in 1960s British gay slang for “unlovely” and thence adopted into the slangs of the theater and the armed forces.