Monthly Archives: July 2011

I started the day off with a visit from my long lost best DJ friend Raphael.  He came from Montreal where he plays in a group called Team Canada.  The best day of your life is never far from DJ D.R. One, and this day is no different.  Except these diet pills have me tweaking!

Looks like this kids mother never told him, “If you don’t have anything nice to poster… don’t poster at all!”

Casey Veggies and the Peas and Carrots squad came through the On Blast Podcast.

One of them called me an old man. Ben almost busted his lap band he laughed so hard.

Suddenly, The Hundreds are celebrating their 8th anniversary at the Santa Monica location.  All the usual suspects were there. Except Jenn Klein because no one told her.

Maclean, Mike and Melissa.  Triple M.

Anti Bammer might be the greatest Twitter handle of all time.

Spit does whatever he wants, except I’ve never seen him spit, he is to polite for that nonsense.

Fear of a red hat.

Hope you liked the party. Next week, we go to a taping of “So you think you can dance?”… you think I’m joking?

In a old shop on Santa Monica that is covered with vines, lives Rodney Burns and his exquisite lines. His spectacular lines take stylists bread, brushes his teeth and goes to bed. (that was an attempt at parodying the beginning for the children’s book Madeline. That I read every night.)

Along with his partner David, Rodney owns and operates CHURCH. One of the most insanely fashion forward boutiques in the country. He has over 20 years experience in every nook and cranny of fashion; nothing in this store is a mistake.

Did I just walk into Karl Lagerfelds vacation home?

You will need all your graduation and Bat Mitzvah money if you plan on leaving with anything.

If you were to scared to use the nails that held Christ to the cross in your logo that’s ok, Rodney wasn’t. Church specializes in featuring new designers and artists that don’t have representation…yet.

Yes that is a giant glass syringe that is filled with shredded money. It may also look like that dress is being held up by a vintage Ox yoke… it’s not… they pay a ghost to act as a mannequin.

If the museum quality clothes aren’t your thing, how about the most gangster iPhone case you could ever dream about.  I personally had a dream about an iPhone case last week, I was upset it wasn’t one of these.

I don’t think I need to remind anyone how illegal sea turtle shells are.

Have you ever heard of R+ Denim?  By Rockawear?  No?  That’s weird… Church has carried them since last year…

Too much for one shot.  The Indian headdress is about the same size as a Boston Whaler.

Where were all the diamonds you asked?  Shut your mouth.

Lady Gaga has to buy her clothes somewhere.

Oh you mad? Cuz the dripping black skull and crucifix candelabra is styling on your traditional candle holder?

It’s a belt!

I bet if Andrew wore that he wouldn’t be a virgin anymore.

I’m not entirely sure what this is… if I was to guess, I’d say shark skin and horse bladders inflated and shaped over hollow gourdes.

This is refreshing… I mean one color peacocks are almost as prevalent as Ikea shelving, it’s not every day you see a multi-color peacock… and it’s a steal!

The coolest meat boutique addition on upper Fairfax is Lindy and Grundy.  Their name always reminds me of this song.  It’s the kind of place that when you walk in you go, “holy shit I need to do a blog post on this place”. I was having coffee next door to it when I saw Andy Ricter walk in, and I had half an anxiety attack about if I should go in and take his picture while he was stocking up on meat for his Carmeggedon back yard BBQ. “Carmeggedon” more like “karma-heaven”

Lindy (left) and Grundy (bloody), are the owner operators as well as qualified, professional butchers. I like to imagine a new generation of trade seekers going into more traditional lines of work.  Cuz, you know, everyone goes into computers.  There is going to be a shortage of barbers, plumbers, intercontinental ballistic missal maintenance guys. Anyway, these two have made butcher-ing glamorous and awesome.

Like most shops in L.A. and NY they have and empty hook conveyor system.  Only their hooks hold giant carcasses instead of Helmut Lang sale items.

You can stand here for hours and see things you never imagined done to meat before. It’s sort of like the first time you discovered porn on the internet.

He told me what it was called, but all I know is I’m standing behind this guy when the zombies attack.

Oh nothing, just staring at your bone saw.

Pigs on a bank… get it?

I got some of those.

In case a hipster wanders out of Silverlake, they carry Humboldt Fog to provide sustenance and the character can continue on their journey.

I think their logo is very clean and fitting.  Comfortable yet durable.

Thats neat,they have an series 1 tripe container in its original packaging.

This machine was awesome.

Lindy and Grundy your old fashioned, custom cut, neighborhood butcher shop.

Who’s that peeking in my window…. oh.. its just pink faced, armless, wrong number Michael Jordan!

Last night was the ESPN Espy Awards.  Everything I know about sports happened before 1998. Plus Kurt Warner, I know about him, and I know Paul Pierce got stabbed.  I also know who stabbed him.  Last week Melissa got a call to style Cam Newton.  Neither of us knew who he was, but she decided to do it to help out a friend.  I then found out Cam is basically the Lebron James of football, #1 draft pic, all that.  So what Melissa did special (besides the entire custom made suite) was that colorful scarf around his neck.  Have you ever seen anyone do that before?  Exactly.  So we are waiting for Us weekly to either say he is a fashion icon, or a failed hipster.

Nobody had the heart to tell Amare Stoudemire those were girls glasses.

The epic beard man… Brian Wilson.

Just had to show the full kit.

This is that skier chick that was on the cover of that sports magazine and everyone freaked out.

Mini Me riding his custom DUB scooter. Making handicap cool since ’02.

I tried to keep the scarf after.  And by “tried” I mean hid in my car.

Oh hey, it’s the most winning-est female athlete that has ever lived. Also #BIRKINALERT!

If running your mouth was a sport I should win an Espy! Jay Leno stopped by to steal Serena’s time slot.

You should be ashamed of yourself Cee-Lo.  You look like a black Jeff Carvalho.

Cam presented the award for “Best Play”. I didn’t see who won because I was eating “Best Ice-Cream”.

Blake Griffin back at the W. He carried that thing around all night like a pacifier.

Someone said, “hey, do you had to have any severely under-dressed friends?” Kirk and Bernardo slid in undetected.

Charles Lee came down from W+K, he works on EA Sports and I’m not sure what he does, but he started a new blog about PORTLAND and it’s pretty decent. Sometimes I look in the mirror and say “You good looking devil don’t you EVER die!”

The fat performer did his little dance for the people.  He got a little attitude-y… it was awkward.

Bernardo totally stole those.

I’d figured I’d post the last few images that were left on my old broken Canon G10. El Matador Beach is the only one worth going to in California.

Give me Jeep liberty, or give me death. (would be a lot funnier if it wasn’t a Nissan Xterra.)

It’s my own fault for flying Spirit Air. Computers were down, the airline was paralyzed.

They were just kids… that looked like Ukrainian dockworkers.

I noticed this guy was wearing the same ironically conceited Claw$ sunglasses as me. Then I noticed it was the Fat Jew.

Mike Rogers wanted to show you what spray tan looks like… but why does he have so much of it?

Just sitting in a lawyers office waiting for my girlfriend to get divorced.

It is becoming a trend for people to hang up skate decks.  As they all scream at once, “I’ve been doing it since before skateboards were invented!”

Zach Johnson surprised me on Abbott Kinny. When asked what his paintings were doing there he had this to say: “I don’t know, I have been sending my stuff down there for awhile, people seem to like it!”

Last week Corey Helford celebrated it’s 5th anniversary of being a gallery, by inviting every artist that has even shown there to submit some work.  I know I’m a week late. Unlike most people that use the word “busy” to describe their inability to organize priorities; I was really fucking busy making money running the social media for a popular fast food chain, the cleanest best-est airline and definitely NOT buying a gun. Hey that chandelier looks really cool…

I would call this light “feeding the geese” because that is a funny slang for punching the clown, waxing the dolphin, flogging the bishop, or just Scotty Ill sex life.

Buff Monster was actually the one that told me about the event and got me to bypass the line that was longer than Casey Anthony’s potential baby daddy list (too soon?). This was Buff’s piece and it was sold before the show opened. This painting has over 3,000 calories so I really hope Precious bought it.

Ron English appeared up in there.  I thought it was a steal at $12gs.  However being bolted to the wall prevented it from being stolen.

Hey that girl looks familiar…

Abe Cortes used to sit in front of me at Saatchi and Saatchi, now we just buy art and whoo-ride herbs.

Hey, that looks like an Undefeated t-shirt… what? Wait… you’re trying to tell me… no… Henry Rollins? Never heard of him… 25 years ago? … wouldn’t someone notice?

D*Face has been getting a lot of shine lately. Here he is pointing to the giant mural he did.  He painted it with a mouse’s eyelash that’s why it took so long.

You will watch the whole thing even after being like, “5 minutes long?” But the end is the best part. For serious.

Hey, isn’t that the girl from the… no.. it can’t be...!

On Yucca, between Ivar and Vine is the coolest block you have never been to.  Lost & Found is made up of six unique stores each with their own individual style and personality.

See, six store fronts.  I wasn’t lying. One person (Jamie) owns and operates all of these.  Some of the stores remain locked and you have to ask to get into it.  So it’s like “Hey, can you let me in the men’s store?”

Jamie travels the world to find brands that doesn’t exist in most stores. This is the men’s store. It makes the J-Crew Liquor store look like Filenes Basement.

This is the “Gift” shop.  If you want to be your niece or nephews favorite aunt or uncle you can be sure to find the never re-gifted present here.

You like beads? This chair is made out of every single bead made in this year.

I’m really good at taking pictures. (Dedicated to my dead Cannon G10, 2008-2011, rest in pieces)

The home store can make your kitchen swagger shine harder than other Ikea filled kitchens.  Also original artwork is shown in every store. If you like Sage Vaughn then you must love all of these.

Another reason you are reading this is because of these.  Michele Keeler discovered this incredible terry cloth weavers in Turkey and she makes the best towels and bath mats of all time.

These don’t exist in many stores in the U.S. and they stores they are in are sold out every time they are delivered. That’s Michele showing how massive they are.

If you ever wondered how Gwen Stefani’s kid was so well dressed.. well… Jamie is the reason.

The woman store is girl favorite.

Sometimes you can’t tell what’s art or what’s clothes. A former stylist Jamie Rosenthal’s eye is better than that big one in the Lord of the Rings.

Lost & Found had these last summer, the natural indigo dyed bags, you will find knock offs in many stores this summer, but Jamie had them first.

I asked “What is your version of a Birkin bag?” and she showed me these.

This surfboard is amazing. I want one.

Happy Independence day!  If you see the cowboy samurai cop ask him “if he likes apples“… when he responds “what?” yell, “I WAS TALKING TO THE HORSE!”