Sup?

Sup?

Woke up with a bloody fingernail this morning, which is interesting for two reasons:

1) I remember most of last night, we had rum old fashions at La Bodega 47 on Lenox then walked in perfect Fall weather to the local gay dive bar, where we kiki’d until late

2) Jerel literally put me in a cab at the end of the night, told the driver where to take me, and I still fell down somewhere on the way

I turn into the Scarecrow from Oz when I’m drunk for some reason. So annoying.

Brunch is hard, you guys.

Brunch is hard, you guys.

Will I be something?
Am I something?

And the answer comes:
You already are.
You always were.
And you still have time to be.
Anis Mojgani  (via elauxe)

Optimistic existentialism. Who knew?

I like to have a Martini, two at the very most; three, I’m under the table, four I’m under my host!
Dorothy Parker is relevant tonight. And every night, really.

Mylo - In my arms (King Unique Mix)

I’ve always loved the Fleetwood Mac sample in this track.

Sup?

Sup?

My Twitter experience, in one image.

My Twitter experience, in one image.

shotgunsnack:

saving for later

This is the scene that convinced me that I am Ilana. Just winking at people and cracking jokes when the people around me act cray.

laughterkey:

bghwb:

jackpittgregor:

Only Lovers Left Alive is about two very refined and delicate creatures, called Adam and Eve. They essentially are reclusive, independent, sensitive, sophisticated… emm.. artists, I suppose.

His eyes, his lips, lord have mercy:)

» ginger stubble. Mmm mmm.

Jesus.

I might the only person that doesn’t get this obsession. I’ll give you the eyes, but the man has no lips, I’m sorry.

And that’s a deal-breaker, ladies.

The downside is that it’s impossible to discreetly order a second sake at lunch because they all start yelling and make a big show out of giving it to you.

The sake is dipped out of this giant barrel and also served via wooden paddle. I love the theatrical rituals of robatayaki.

The sake is dipped out of this giant barrel and also served via wooden paddle. I love the theatrical rituals of robatayaki.

Grilled Japanese eggplant, grilled elephant garlic and some really punchy sake in a wooden box. All delivered from behind the bar with a long wooden paddle and much hullabaloo.

Grilled Japanese eggplant, grilled elephant garlic and some really punchy sake in a wooden box. All delivered from behind the bar with a long wooden paddle and much hullabaloo.