The one-calorie book catalog.
Spotted in NYC. By Tom…
I love this car.
There is no practical reason why I should own a car, living in Brooklyn and having a job that involves reviewing vehicles. But I’ve already decided that if I can’t fight the urge to own an automobile for another two years, the soon-to-hit-America Fiat 500 will be mine. Preferably the Abarth edition.
More likely scenario: the magazine industry will collapse and I’ll be forced to hock my bike so that I can eat Pop-Tarts for three meals a day.
Guerrilla fashion photography.
Rifle Paper Co. just opened shop online, and in addition to all kinds of awesome, you can get notes and calling cards with a little illustrated portrait of YOU on them! (Rifle Paper Co.)
A cool idea, but wouldn’t work for me. I’ve spent hours trying to design a Mii on the Nintendo Wii that doesn’t look like a generic white guy, and to no avail. Clearly I need to develop one notable facial feature that translates itself well to caricature. Papa needs a mole.
Jason Siegel performs with The Swell Season, throws out a one-time offer to the ladies in attendance.
Available for export from Japan. $32,000
Make mine matte black, with bull bars. I’ll start fashioning a jacket from old tire treads tonight.
Look at you and all your pretty-colored words!
Sometimes I’ll walk into my apartment and my cat will be sitting under a dim lamp, and he’ll just say, “I see you’ve come home again. Unfortunate.”
Did this press release just “Seriously?!” me?
The effect is complete if you read the title in a James Lipton voice.
