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Surrounded by babes at The Darby!
Photo of us on NylonMag.com reading Nylon at a Nylon party. So meta it hurts.
Fitting into a photobooth with my 6 feet dream team. My progeny, Chris Reed, my pet, Charlie, and my prince, Gera.
BABES BABES BABES.
I know, life’s not always fair.
This entry was written by , posted on January 31, 2012 at 10:39 am, filed under Babes, Events, New York and tagged Charlie Clark, Chris Reed, Gera Frascaroli, James Needham, Nylon, Nylon Mag, Sebastian Pro, StyleCaster, The Darby. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink.
From: Oscar < xxxxxx@xxxxxxxxx.com >
Subject: Photo from Delano pool
Date: 6 December 2011 14:22:01 EST
To: Joey Ng < joey@joeyng.com >
Hey Joey,
Nice talking with you and your friend. I hope you had a nice and warm evening. I took a great shot!! I call the picture, ‘Tender Moments’… Enjoy!
Regards,
Oscar
This entry was written by , posted on December 7, 2011 at 1:11 am, filed under Babes, Events, Joey Ng, Miami, Photos and tagged Art Basel, Charlie Clark, Delano Hotel, South Beach. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink.
“I was afraid. I reached out and touched her long hair. The hair was magic. I pulled my hand away. “Is all that hair really yours?” I asked. I knew it was. “Yes,” she said, “it is.” I put my hand under her chin and very awkwardly I tried to turn her head toward mine. I was not confident in these situations. I kissed her lightly.”
- Women, Charles Bukowski
I think I’ve settled on a name for this series. I’m going to call it
Darling you
And that’s all I have to say about this photo.
This entry was written by , posted on November 22, 2011 at 5:11 am, filed under Babes, Darling you, Friends, Los Angeles, Love, Photos and tagged Richard Gimbel, Richard S. Gimbel, Richard Scott Gimbel. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink.
- Charles Bukowski
I have all these little photos
of men
darling men
beautiful men.
Men I love for more reasons than not.
I wanted to start a series, but I just can’t decide what to call it.
Help?
Anyway, this is Sean.
And I love him.
This entry was written by , posted on October 19, 2011 at 2:23 am, filed under Babes, Darling you, Friends, Los Angeles, Love, Photos and tagged Echo Park, Sean Sader. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink.
This entry was written by , posted on April 13, 2011 at 11:32 am, filed under Babes, Friends, New York and tagged Boy London, Lower East Side, Tom Fitzer. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink.
G-Shock collaboration with Krink – the DW-6900KR-8JR.
Launched with an art exhibit by Craig Costello at 18 Wooster – Spray Paint the Walls.
With Wendy Lam [nitrolicious.com], recently connected with her again in NYC for the first time in years.
Known this little miss for over a decade! Looking like a cutie pie in her American Apparel wool cape.
Susie G with her new 21 Jump Street bob haircut and friend, Clay Murphy.
I miss wearing these sequined shorts. Always accessorize with psychosis.
Lucky number 3.
Adorable baby girl. Have been noticing a lot of parents in the art crowd bringing their kids along. Coolest toddlers ever.
Band of beer.
CREEP killing it with their performance. Moody and enchanting within the painted space.
Lauren Dillard of CREEP. Skeleton leggings? Yes!
Yes.
Kevin Leong [Fold Your Paper] and his baby, Change the Pomeranian. She was fresh out from the groomers. Can’t handle the cute.
Susie G shooting Soba Eshima from alife.
According to Susie G, we had infiltrated Babe Fort Knox that evening. Mmhmm.
This entry was written by , posted on April 11, 2011 at 6:17 am, filed under Art, Babes, Events, Friends, Joey Ng, New York, Photos and tagged 18 Wooster, Asahi, Beer, Clay Murphy, Craig Costello, Creep, Fold Your Paper, G-Shock, Jeremiah Griffiths, Joey Ng, Kevin Leong, Krink, Lauren Dillard, New York City, Nitrolicious, Soba Eshima, Susie G, Tribeca, Wendy Lam. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink.
Greeting cards from Pretty Freedom.
This entry was written by , posted on March 23, 2011 at 1:08 am, filed under Babes, New York, Photos, Toronto and tagged Joey Ng, Kensington, New York, Pretty Freedom, Tribeca. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink.
“are we going to the movies or not?
she asked him.all right, he said, let’s go.
I’m not going to put any panties on
so you can finger-fuck me in the
dark, she said.should we get buttered popcorn?
he asked.sure, she said.
leave your panties on,
he said.what is it? she asked.
I just want to watch the movie,
he answered.look, she said, I could go out on
the street, there are a hundred men
out there who’d be delighted to have
me.all right, he said, go ahead out here.
I’ll stay home and read the National
Enquirer.you son of a bitch, she said, I am
trying to build a meaningful
relationship.you can’t build it with a hammer,
he said.”
- Charles Bukowski. “close encounters of another kind” Play the Piano, Drunk, Like a Percussion Instrument
This entry was written by , posted on March 2, 2011 at 12:00 am, filed under Babes, Poetry and tagged Charles Bukowski. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink.
The dreamiest babes.
iPhones and apps.
The NYC subway.
Who could ask for anything more?
Official website: http://WeAreAtomicTom.com
Myspace: http://myspace.com/AtomicTom
Youtube: http://youtube.com/WeAreAtomicTomc
Twitter: @AtomicTom
Shit’s about to be viral.
This entry was written by , posted on October 15, 2010 at 1:56 pm, filed under Babes, Music, New York and tagged Atomic Tom, iPhone, Live, MTA, New York, New York City, Subway, Take Me Out, Tobias Smith, Video, Youtube. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink.
Let me tell you about travelling. It’s lonely.
To be ready, jet-set at the drop of an Expedia confirmation may seem like a cool job, and if I have to think about it, it really is. But ask me how I feel and I’ll tell you that “I don’t know, I don’t have the time to consider these things” because it’s easier to pretend that too much is going on in my life than to admit that I am completely, emotionally wrung dry.
You basically take your usual hipster non-committal nonchalance and put a giant, erratic, ticking clock on every relationship (romantic or otherwise), multiplying any sense of isolation ten-fold.
I meet someone. And I have to declare:
“There’s only one thing you need to know about me. And that is.
I will leave you
- unwillingly.”
Which usually lends to the other person behaving in one or two ways:
1. Like a total dick. The I can do whatever the fuck I want with you. It doesn’t matter. You’re leaving anyway.
or
2. In fear of attachment. Making it known that I’m not going to emotionally invest in you. Cold and infrequent.
They both suck.
When you operate every day knowing that someone you’ll grow to care for and like is actively suppressing your significance in their life, it FUCKING SUCKS.
When you relate to people knowing that you are merely transient, not important in their grand scheme of things, well, it essentially nulls the point of relating at all.
It makes me feel like shit.
So you have a good cry and chalk it up to the experience, the situation, the occupational hazard and move on to the next city.
And then you have to do it AGAIN.
So for people to assume that I’m always running away from something, taking the easy way out, that it’s always easier to leave than to be left behind… no.
It’s not that. Ultimately, I do have a choice.
It’s just that no-one has given me a reason to stay.
Not even tried.
This entry was written by , posted on September 11, 2010 at 4:45 am, filed under Babes, Friends, Jokes, Love, Self-diagnoses, Sex, Writing. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink.