Biker Chic

I'm a sucker for anything punk-inspired. As Rachel Zoe loves herself a sequin, I love myself a stud. I mean, I would basically sleep in my black leather motorcycle jacket if sleeping in a leather jacket was a comfortable, non-sweaty thing to do. So when I stumbled across this affordable denim incarnation from Gap this afternoon ($69.50, gap.com) I was pleased to say the least. There's something so Eighties-and yet-timeless about it. Like a pair of Wayfarers...or Patrick Dempsey.

Sound Bite

New York mag's "The Cut" has done us all the favor of summing up Karl Lagerfeld's recent Vice interview: http://nymag.com/daily/fashion/2010/03/karl_lagerfeld_and_anna_wintou.html?imw=Y&f=most-viewed-24h5. I read this and immediately thought, you know what would be AMAZING? Karl Lagerfeld conversation hearts. Like, the little candy hearts you eat on Valentine's Day, but with kernels of Karl-specific wisdom. Except life size. So as to fit the wisdom.

Napkin?

How awesome are cater waiters? They are pretty. They don’t say much. And they facilitate a never-ending stream of food and alcohol. That is national treasure material as far as I’m concerned. Granted, this thought came to fruition as I sat in the backseat of my father’s car (he was driving, with my sister in the passenger seat). After the above statement was made, my sister agreed but also laughed AT me. Then there was silence and finally my beleaguered father just shook his head and said, “Ugh, where did I go wrong?”

Petty Crime

So I try not to think about Spencer Pratt let alone write about him, but there is a little gem of a news article on People.com today(http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20351567,00.html) that is too good to ignore. For one, Spencer announces that he is leaving "The Hills" to go fight cyber crime. For two-WHO KNEW-the Spencinator is currently enrolled at USC and studying software engineering. Which means that an institution with an actual admissions office reviewed Spencer Pratt's application and admitted him on their own free will. For three (rather nonchalantly mentioned at the end of the piece, I might add), Spencer has ceased managing his mind-boggingly vapid wife Heidi. In turn, Heidi has gone out and hired a "Malibu-based psychic" to take on the mangerial role. Because all of this makes complete sense, and thank god Spencer Pratt might have a hand in our national security at some point. Amen.