Rooow

Male celebs can be disappointing in person. Nine times out of 10 it is very, "Hello young man, would you like a lollipop?" And you don't even have to reach up to pat them on the head. There are exceptions to the rule though. Seth Meyers is one of them. He was not even on my radar until we shared an F train together (fateful moment) and I was like, "Oh excuse me but JACKPOT." Sebastian Stan (seen above) is another. Apparently he is part of this storied "Black Swan" cast and that is music to my ears. I walked past him on a rainy day once. Eye contact was made. And let's just say the camera does not do him justice. I also like the way he dresses. Dark and trendy, but not "too"...

Little Gifts

Snoop Dogg has a new album out! As a young teen I was weaned on a steady diet of Snoop, Biggie Smalls and Tupac so you can imagine how excited (and emotionally stunted) this makes me. But even more exciting than that shiz is a little gem of information I gleaned from Snoop's interview with Conan O'Brien the other night: among many random Snoop-inspired products currently available to the general public is a NAVIGATIONAL SYSTEM FEATURING HIS VOICE. I'm talking GPS spiked with Gin n' Juice. I'm not sure it gets much better than that. Yep, I give up. Throwing in the towel.

Vanilla

Here's Jen Garner in the new W mag and a.) wow they always know how to do it up right + b.) eh, she annoys me. I always feel like the mean girl saying that. Because I'm sure she's really nice and squinty and does things like bake cookies. She's DEF a baker. Also a frozen yogurt eater. And the kind of person who carries organic hand sanitizer around in her purse. Black chapstick-user!!!

Favorite Things

Excuse me but the greeting card company Uncooked (www.uncookedland.com) is so genius. One of my more sardonic friends sent me their "snowflakes shaped like prostitutes" card for Xmas a few years ago and ever since I have moments of delight just visiting their website and discovering a new design. The above trailer park card is my favorite this year.

Criminal

So I guess the Pink Tea Cup on Grove Street is closing and boy that sucks. The last time I was there I played BOTH Mary J. Blige "You Bring Me Joy" and Snoop Dogg "Lay Low" on the jukebox and ate maybe 3 (5) biscuits drowned in butter. In other words: bliss. I just hope some stupid gastro-lounge with fancy chicken pot pie doesn't open up in it's place because come on, enough already. Fingers crossed they find another location soon and it isn't in Jersey City.