Sometimes it’s good to be in California.
It gives you space to breathe
and a lot of time in your car
to get used to being alone
with your thoughts
Are you happy?
Just to be alive?
What are you doing with your day?
And is it enough?
Are you afraid?
Are you in love?
N does he say the right thing
when you wake up in the morning?
Which is always
‘Let’s get you some food’
N if you had a little owl on your shoulder whispering words of wisdom in yer ear
would the owl be whispering
‘Yer doing juuuuust fine’
or would he be whispering
[All photos by Maxime Quoilin]
This entry was written by Friends, Joey Ng, Los Angeles, Photos and tagged American Apparel, Maxime Quoilin, Silverlake, Unisex Fisherman's Pullover, Venice. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on December 12, 2013 at 5:52 pm, filed under
This is precisely how I feel about being in Los Angeles right now.
I’ve always felt like home was a person and not a place.
I feel so homesick. Homeless, rather, more than ever.
I want to say that I’m trapped, here, in my transience.
I want to say many more things, to explain. I don’t have the wherewithal.
Bianca wrote me this morning. The subject was simply “<3". Another reminder that everyone who cares for me lives in New York, or Berlin, or Toronto. A few days ago, her company, Small Girls PR, had sent me a pair of Tortoise & Blonde sunglasses.
They arrived precisely on a day when I had been crying steadily. I needed these glasses. Thank you.
She suggested that I elaborate on the motto inscribed in the case “ONE Today. ANOTHER Tomorrow.” I think I’m supposed to write about babes and adventures and how life goes on. How I could have one of each of the aforementioned today, and another tomorrow.
But I can’t. I haven’t decided what it is I could say that would make things better or whether they’d be worse.
I’m afraid that I may have already said enough of the wrong things, rendering irreparable.
I’ll let my new Sunset shades tell you how I feel –
black and blue.
For now, I just want to take each day as it comes. One today, another tomorrow.
This entry was written by Fashion, Friends, Joey Ng, Los Angeles, Love, Photos, Writing and tagged Bianca Caampued, DTLA, Los Angeles, Silverlake, Small Girls PR, Sunglasses, Sunset, Tortoise & Blonde. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on May 25, 2012 at 1:19 pm, filed under
You can basically measure how much I love you by:
1) how tall above 6 feet you stand and
2) how many photos I take of you
Sam is/has plenty of both – through virtually no contribution of her own except being born’d this way – so I must really love her.
Here she is being forced to stand tall in front of things while I take photos of her.
Here she is being forced to stand tall in front of things with me while photos are taken of her.
I love you a lot, Spock.
This entry was written by Babes, Friends, Joey Ng, Los Angeles, Love, Photos and tagged Beverly Center, Hollywood, Intelligentsia, Kodak Theatre, Local, Mann's Chinese Theatre, Samantha Young, Silverlake, Sunset Junction, Wurstkuche. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on May 18, 2012 at 2:21 pm, filed under
From left to right, top to bottom:
Los Angeles > New York > Los Angeles > Melbourne > Sydney > Adelaide > Sydney > Hong Kong > Los Angeles > Home.
All photos from my instagram: joeynogood
This entry was written by Joey Ng, Los Angeles, New York, Photos and tagged Adelaide, American Apparel, Bowery, Charles Hinman, Darling Harbour, DTLA, Fawkner Park, Hong Kong, Melbourne, Samantha Young, St. Vincent Thrift Store, Sydney, Sydney Opera House. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on April 21, 2012 at 5:49 am, filed under
Went with Destinee to Mindshare LA’s The Vast Blue event at The Alexandria.
Really great speakers centered around under the sea topics: James Cameron’s Titanic filming expeditions, sustainable sushi, and sea cucumber sex habits!
Destinee was there putting in hours practising nail art.
Little Octopus!! Too cute.
Finally my turn to get my nails did!
Fat Joe once said “tattoo in your chest with his name in the middle”… what about his name on my middle finger? Does that still count?
What’s Luv? Got to do, got to do widdit, babe?
Dee, Kirsten, and Daniel Bedingfield. Remember that guy? Remember when Natasha Bedingfield was Daniel Bedingfield’s sister and now it’s totally the other way around? Whappened?
Super Tall Paul is supes amaze. He plays and you listen via headphones only.
Curious Josh, the event photographer, trying hard to get a serious phote of Destinee. Not gonna happen.
We had too much fun trying to make balloon animals and hats. Took a million self-timer shots of us wearing balloon everythings in front of the Range Rover but they all turned out too blurry. Wamp wamp.
So I’ll leave you with this. Huzzah.
This entry was written by Events, Friends, Joey Ng, Los Angeles, Photos and tagged Curious Josh, Daniel Bedingfield, Destinee Gevonden, Destinee Handly, DTLA, Matthew Williamson, Mindshare LA, Mindshare Los Angeles, Nail art, Nails, Super Tall Paul, The Alexandria. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on April 6, 2012 at 1:20 am, filed under
Avoided Green Day: American Idiots (St. Patrick’s Day) by going to The Be Beautiful Project at Papillion Institute of Art
A group exhibit by contemporary women artists in LA sponsored by Social Butterfly consulting care of birthday girl, Shawanna Davis.
Photos, paintings, video, and a live performance right in DTLA.
Destinee participated as the event’s nail artist.
So amazing to see her doing her thing.
Interested in booking an appointment? E-mail me and I’ll send you her way.
Taye’s Marni x H&M score.
Destinee even got Taye’s url on her nails!
I got an iPhone recently, while I’m waiting for my custom gelaskin to arrive, I’m eyeing everyone else’s cases. Aja’s leopard print purse case = bling bling money ain’t a thang. LOVE.
Gift bags from Milani cosmetics.
Purple lipgloss. It’s happening.
This entry was written by Beauty, Events, Friends, Joey Ng, Los Angeles, Photos and tagged Be Beautiful Project, Destinee Gevonden, Destinee Handly, DTLA, Kris Simms, Milani Cosmetics, Nail art, Nail Polish, Papillion Institute of Art, Shawanna Davis, StuffSheLikes.net, Taye Hansberry. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on March 19, 2012 at 2:17 pm, filed under
I’ve had this post in my drafts folder for about a month. I guess it’s never going to feel right, so I’ll post it now.
Let’s be honest here. And by ‘let’s’, I can only mean me. I am sad. It comes and goes, and it comes less often than it did but when it does, it’s no less heartbreaking.
I want to talk about our last conversation.
I want to talk about every single memory.
But not quite, in its entirety. At least not yet.
I took a shower this morning, I cried in the shower. I started making a list of things I felt I had learned from feeling pretty fucked up in the past few weeks.
P.S. It’s for me, mostly.
1. Fall in love. A lot.
I don’t have a lot of time. With people. In one place.
It comes with the territory of not having had a home address in years. So people often wonder how much you can possibly love a person in mere months or weeks or days.
Have you ever had a moment?
When your world started to shift
revolve around a person.
I probably fell in love with Richard by the third night I had spent any time with him. We were on his red velvet couch. He lay a mass of ginger curls on my chest. Just for a second, maybe seventeen of them. And I knew I’d always have an immensely, intensely, emotional reaction to whatever it was that he
would ever do did. We didn’t have a lot of time. I couldn’t have loved him any later or less. I would not have forsaken it for anything.
So fall in love. Whole-heartedly and as often as you’d like. Even just for the 20 minutes it takes to lie on the driveway in front of a McDonald’s to make out with someone you’ve just met. I have. And it was great.
2. Write it down. Especially if it’s important, even when it’s difficult.
A few weeks before Richard died, I found out he had written me a letter. He said it was probably best that it was at the bottom of his car getting wetter by the day. I don’t have that letter. I wish I did, and if there is any way I could read what he had wanted to say to me regardless of its contents and sentiments, I would.
I read his journals when we last played house. I tell people this was an asshole thing I did but really it’s the kind of thing I would do unapologetically. If I can learn something –anything– more about a person I care about, I will.
Some of it was unsettling, but mostly amusing. It was all important. It was important for me to know his thoughts – whether mundane, dark, or genius alike. It’s important to me that I knew him.
I also wrote a lot about him. I adored him at times and hated him at others. The way we related, he called it ‘tumultuous’. And in these whiskey encouraged extremes, I wrote. I’ve read them over and over. To remember.
Write it all down – one day you may want to remember it, too.
3. Know what you want. Deliver others what they want.
In my last hour with Richard, I had ordered a cup of tomato soup, a side of potato salad, and a side of arugula salad with shaved parmesan. Then the server asked if I wanted to get a combo of 3 sides. The list of permitted options in his proposed combo contained none of the things I had originally ordered so I said “No, thank you” with a look. A look that said “No, thank you. You idiot.”
Dick laughed. “This guy obviously doesn’t know you. You of all people know exactly what you want.”
He was right. I’m not very compromising. I know what I want, and I fight to get it. Sometimes that didn’t help our cause, but it was what I wanted. Y’see Richard dumped me years ago because I had to travel with my job and he wanted a stable, local girlfriend. I’m very grateful and happy with where I am even if it meant letting go of potentially wonderful relationships because that’s what felt right at the time.
I love my job, the city, and the people I surround myself with. He fell in love the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen and they made art and love and a home while it lasted.
I think we both found what we needed, afterall.
4. Keep the ones you love in your life.
It was months before we spoke again. Richard had ended things with me over BBM and I had the drunkest night of my life. I deleted him out of my phone, and blocked him on facebook. Four months had passed. He called. Ever the sweetheart, of course he’d be the first to reach out.
We became friends again and infrequently lovers. We kept each other updated, but mostly each other in check. I was dismissive a lot of the time. I’m sorry, Richard. I hope you know I care.
I found out that he had died through a friend of a friend’s facebook status.
It sounds so fucking stupid but I hated myself for blocking him on facebook. Over the years, he thought it was funny and we made a pact not to pry in each other’s social media profiles. But it seemed so overwhelmingly important to be able to see photos of him. All the hilariously ridiculous updates that I had missed. Every heartfelt message left from our grieving friends.
But then I remembered that’s what he had wanted. For us to share what we had to share between us when we could – in person, by phone, or text. A personal connection. At least I had that. All of our memories. And I can’t imagine how much worse I would feel if he’d never been a part of my life again.
It may be hard at times, nor the best idea at others but eventually, reach out and keep the ones you love in your life. Don’t be cruel. You don’t want to regret losing someone for good.
Richard, you said you had a dream that I’d told you I wished I’d never have met you. That couldn’t be further from the truth. Every day I wish you were still here. At bus stops, in elevators, every street corner of downtown LA, I think of you. I miss you. You are loved so dearly.
This entry was written by Friends, Los Angeles, Love, Writing and tagged DTLA, Echo Park, La Cita, Millie's Cafe, Mustache Mondays, Richard Gimbel, Richard S. Gimbel, Richard Scott Gimbel, Silverlake. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on March 4, 2012 at 9:26 pm, filed under
I’m on instagram now. No, I haven’t switched from my beloved bb to iPhone. I just signed up on my iPod so I could stalk this superbabe on the single social media platform that he partakes in.
So follow me on instagram @JOEYNOGOOD
Some punk with no pictures took up the username for joeyng. I’ll get him, one day.
Fuchsia Lipstick (Satin 36): Make Up For Ever
White Spandex Jersey Blend Sleeveless Turtleneck Crop Top: American Apparel
Black Riding Pant: American Apparel
Faux leather kids motorcycle jacket: H&M
PS1 Wallet: Proenza Schouler
Black Patent Wood Cut Wedge: Pour La Victoire
This entry was written by Blogging, Fashion, Internet, Joey Ng, Los Angeles, Outfits and tagged American Apparel, Instagram, Make Up Forever, Make Up Forever USA, Pour La Victoire, Proenza Schouler, PS1 Wallet, Riding Pant, Spandex Jersey Blend Sleeveless Turtleneck Crop Top. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on February 16, 2012 at 1:31 pm, filed under
My babe is the fucking best.
I know, let’s all barf rainbows and puppies.
This entry was written by Babes, Los Angeles, Love, New York, Photos and tagged 3-D Flower Mesh Jumper, American Apparel, Bow Hair Clip, Cabin Down Below, Charlie Clark, Disco Shorts, East Village, Valentine's Day. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on February 15, 2012 at 1:53 pm, filed under
Every introduction back to the California Republic includes stopping at the Cha Cha lounge.
Extra special with Trudy Patootie in town.
Had a drink for Ms. Whitney Houston, her voice on every speaker in the city.
Straight up Los Angelena, Candy girl.
Good to be back with these bubbly young things from El-Ay, homes!