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art star
tart czar
fry fiend
guy friend
and: he keeps a diary.
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Archive for November, 2005
Meet Your New Crush 29
Tuesday, November 22nd, 2005
Abbey Road, Track 16
Tuesday, November 22nd, 2005
I Hart You: you’re still down, aren’t you?
Am I The IS: yeah, but I might just be tired.
I Hart You: well, you know what?
Am I The IS: huh?
I Hart You: Love Actually heals all wounds.
Am I The IS: Hmm… Hugh Grant, Colin Firth, and an octopus… you’re a genius.
I Hart You: Love ya!
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Numerology
Tuesday, November 22nd, 2005More proof that Elle is beyond:
“It’s a matter of simple arithmetic: all love affairs come with calling plans (just like Verizon). You start with 27 points. Ever time you call the guy, 3 points are subtracted from your score. Every time the guy calls you, two points are added to your total. Okay? No, if you drunk dial him, you annihilate 10 whopping points off your total. If he drunk dials you, 13 extra points light up your scoreboard (and Fenway Park fireworks go off). The love affair is over when you hit zero. I don’t know why, but this works.”
-E. Jean Carrol
Modified for the I.S. audience, emails and texts and IMs (and myspace messages) count, too.
Let the games begin!
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Prelude to a List
Monday, November 21st, 2005
Check out my very first holiday present, already in full iPod rotation.
Whatever could it mean?
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Do You Believe in Magic?
Monday, November 21st, 2005
The last night it was cold, I huddled outside MisShapes to escape. I couldn’t feel my fingers, until someone touched them. “Cig?” he said. He held one out. “Thanks,” I smiled. “I don’t smoke.” I did anyway. He was British, and funny, and a little bit mad. I was bored and ready to listen. Ten minutes later, a pop tart shoved into me, on purpose. I scowled, shrugged, and slipped back inside.
Yesterday I’m watching Harry Potter on Imax and there he is, rocking out onscreen, and I’m confused.
“Who is that?” I asked my seatmate.
“I think it’s Jarvis Cocker, from Pulp,” she whispered back.
Oh. Right. Anyway.
Don’t you think Harry Potter’s costumes look very Marc by Marc? Check out Ginny Weasley’s outfit below. I’m seeing a Juergen Teller ad…
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Truth or Wear
Monday, November 21st, 2005
Irony Alert:
Rebecca Turbow’s collection is called Safe Clothing.
And look, here she is in a duel!
Check her out tonight at 8, 35 east 21st street.
Yes, we have the address. Yes, it’s a “big secret.” Have fun.
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Dancing With Myself
Monday, November 21st, 2005To: am.i@imaginarysocialite.com
From: TheMajor@UptownDowntown.comHey, did you see your namecheck? It’s on Gawker:
“we don’t actually read Paper; we can barely keep up with downtown culture as partially digested and spit out by New York magazine and the Imaginary Socialite.”
fun, right?
Totally. Now I just need to be one of those cute kids in the back of V Magazine and I’m officially made.
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Blue Monday: Cake Dreams
Monday, November 21st, 2005Are Magnolia jeans from Salt Works…
better or worse than…
Magnolia cupcakes?
Tough, tough call…
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Meet Your New Crush 28
Monday, November 21st, 2005 
so, does anyone not have a blog?
Because “everything I own is fake,” she says.
But she’s not.
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The Affair of the Necklace: A Neverending Story
Sunday, November 20th, 2005
Today the tape charmer told me, “I like it when it says in the Bible, there is nothing new under the sun. It puts less pressure on me.”
Hmmm…
ps – Karl, wanna trade?
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Sunday Funday
Sunday, November 20th, 2005
Just Another Girl: Double whammy hangover.
Am I The IS: Me too.
Just Another Girl: You? You don’t even drink!
Am I The IS: Geordon and Jake made me…
Just Another Girl: whatever, at least Tim didn’t pull down your pants like five times on Bedford.
Am I The IS: No, but Andy Carlson pulled up my dress on the dance floor and Scarlett J saw my underwear.
Just Another Girl: Whoa. I hope they were clean.
Am I The IS: Please. They were Dior.
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Lesson #12: Rules of Attraction
Saturday, November 19th, 2005
1) pajamas, greasy hair, and yesterday’s eyeliner get the most attention.
2) red bull is better than vodka.
3) the person you want to see probably won’t show up.
4) the person you want to see probably isn’t the person you need to see.
5) even scowling art school kids know the words to Skater Boy.
6) admit it – you’re just waking up now, aren’t you?
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My Two (Sugar) Dads
Friday, November 18th, 2005
Friday Night Dare:
Crash two of your worlds together.
Then dance.
Happy weekend!
ps – Petty Luxury meets The Bomb Squad – classic.
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We Take Requests
Friday, November 18th, 2005
To: am.i@imaginarysocialite.com
From: SneakerPimp@VansFan.comum… so… can you post more photos of your hot friends? especially the ones I don’t see every week on Last Nights Party?
totally. here’s quinn surrounded by trendy bags. maybe she’s getting inspired for her own new collection?
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Sounds Like Fun
Friday, November 18th, 2005
Scene One. Months ago:
It’s my birthday and Jake Brown snatches me on First Avenue.
“I have four Swedish boys sleeping in my house!” he says. He’s giddy. I meet them at a table, plus a pixie girl, whose arms rival Madonna’s. We kiss hello.
“You don’t like girls, do you?” she asks.
She finds me 2 mojitos. I still don’t like girls, but we smash drinks and smudge cigarettes and swap lipgloss and whisper and giggle and crash. At 3 am, Jake grabs my hand and drags me back to my life.
“You’re beautiful and smart and it won’t work,” he says. “Leave him before he seeps into you.”
I wake up the next morning, a year older and sick. There’s a fake tattoo scrawled in marker on my shoulder. I watch it bleed from my skin to my sheets and wonder if my heart is polluted, and if the crazy band is any good.
Scene Two: Last Week.
MoroCoco: Operation Makeout?
Am I The IS: Totally. Swedepop.
MoroCoco: Who’s hot?
Am I The IS: The singer.
MoroCoco: Isn’t she a girl?
Am I The IS: Yes. Tragique. Let’s do it. Maybe there’s someone else.
Scene Three. Last Night.
Dear New Crush,
So there’s 500 kids in a room and we’re pushing past the crazy ska boys to smile at each other. A good sign.
You’re sweet and mellow, but you’ll still argue with me. Another good sign. I don’t usually like pretty boys, but I can feed you ice cream and look really hot in Hanes wifebeaters from the kid’s section, so this could totally work…
xoxo I.S.
PS – yes, the band is good. beyond, in fact.
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