Sudeikis. Bateman. Helms. Forte.
Over two years ago, a visitor to the A.P.C. studio was announced to me as “Kenny”. He wanted my advice on the fashion industry; although I found such a request quite vague, as a mutual friend introduced us, I met with the guy. The guy talks, talks and talks and I was having a good time listening. He had nice manners and spoke about losing his mother in a surgery accident, about losing his girlfriend too, and about how difficult doing the right thing in fashion was. After a while, I was curious to know what this gentleman was currently doing in his life. I simply asked him: “May I know what your trade is, sir?” He took his shades down, so that finally I could see his eyes, and answered me: “I am a hip hop artist.
CAPS LOCK BECAUSE I DON’T THINK I HAVE EVER LAUGHED HARDER AT ANYTHING IN MY ENTIRE LIFE AND MY BODY IS SHAKING AND I SNORTED AND I’M NOT EVEN A SNORTER.
SERIOUSLY, QUIT WHATEVER IT IS THAT YOU ARE DOING AND TELL ME HOW RIGHT I AM ABOUT THIS.
There is nothing I love more than game rage.
If given the choice by a burglar, would you rather get your IRL identity stolen or your digital one?
I asked myself this question last week when coming back from junk food hunting, I realized I only had my wallet in my left pocket (which contain my ID, driver’s license, credit card, and cash) and my iPhone in the other.
Now imagine an armed man threatens to kill you if you don’t hand him one of the two items mentioned above. Which one would you be willing to give up?
“It’s one step below a date, and one step above a high-five,” she added. Dinner at a romantic new bistro? Forget it. Women in their 20s these days are lucky to get a last-minute text to tag along. Raised in the age of so-called “hookup culture,” millennials — who are reaching an age where they are starting to think about settling down — are subverting the rules of courtship.
Instead of dinner-and-a-movie, which seems as obsolete as a rotary phone, they rendezvous over phone texts, Facebook posts, instant messages and other “non-dates” that are leaving a generation confused about how to land a boyfriend or girlfriend.
I like taking a girl out, I guess I’m an endangered species. I like when things are clear because I’m terrible at interpreting things. When I’m seeing someone I have either no idea what’s going on or I think I know and I’m wrong. So really I try to not think too much.
I like dressing up, making her laugh, taking her to (relatively) nice places, remembering what she tells me, etc… But maybe that’s just me.
Sometimes I think I was born in wrong decade but then I remember computers.
Not in the wrong decade. You’re just like everybody else in your social circle.