Showing posts with label Party Like a Rock Star. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Party Like a Rock Star. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Jockin' Sydney/Jockin' Sydney

While most may disagree (it is hard to believe), Beyonce Giselle Knowles has been jocking my style for a number of years. It's really difficult to prove that a celebrity is biting your style, of course most assume it to be the other way around: in your layman adoration of said celebrity, you emulate. Please do not be confused -- this is NOT the case with me and Mrs. Knowles-Carter.

She --jocks-- ME.

For years, I never had proof, only verbal speculation, which I mentioned fell on deaf ears of disbelief. The proof, my dear, is in the pudding, or rather yet, the proof is in Miami.


Please accept the following, Exhibit A:

DATE: January 20, 2008

LOCATION: King Size LES, NYC

ITEM: Blue, Diane von Furstenburg Dress (which looks fabulous by the way)



And of course, Exhibit B:

DATE: December 8, 2008 *nearly a year later*

LOCATION: Art Basel, Miami FL

ITEM: Blue, Diane von Furstenberg Dress






-- I rest my case --





Now, in the words of theYBF.com -- Who Ran It??

Monday, December 8, 2008

Frrrrozen Hibrrrrrnation

While winter has yet to officially arrive, some cold menace has descended upon the Nation's Capital. This morning, shortly after opening my eyes, I turned on the Fox Morning News. To my dismay, Tony Perkins announced that it was 24 degrees outside.

24 degrees.
24.

This is of particular concern as I have prohibited myself from wearing my warmest winter coat because it reeks of cigarettes. Knowing I would have to wear my winter jacket, I knew this morning would be tough. My only redemption on the walk to the subway was my thigh high leg warmers -- thank god for them, but one can only be kept but so warm by these knit confections.

And so, the question becomes, "should I hibernate"? As in, cease all unnecessary trips outside? Including those excursions were alcohol is inextricably linked? Garsh -- given my new freedom from professional servitude, I would hate to cut it short already. Perhaps I should've quit in May, giving myself 3 more months of jubilation.....







Nonetheless, you will catch me out this weekend at private and public fetes de Noel. The founders of Dissident Display (my FAVORITE gallery/studio/business in DC) will be feteing this Friday, and I am enchanted! I promise this time to bring a camera....






Forever Always,
SydVicious

P.S. Don't be mad that this post is so short. I am training myself to blog religiously, and if this is my start at it -- pat me on the back! My life brims with experience, and I am sure that I will be trained to report in due time.


UPDATE: Just confirmed, I will be imbibing at JR's this Thursday -- $10 all you can drink rail. It's to see my husband whom I haven't seen in a while. Please note, my marital vows are bringing me out of the house -- I am still afraid of the cold.