“We have hired all of our junior investment professionals largely on the basis of their blogs, not their resumes or linkedin profiles. You can learn so much more about a person by reading their blog.”
I found a panda on a stoop. Not sure how the little guy found his way there, but he made me smile.
Banksy has done an interview with the Sunday Times, which is an interesting read:
“I have a large collection of famous art at home, but they’re all fakes. I make them myself. If I like a picture I grab a photo, project it up and paint it. Sometimes I change the colours to fit with the curtains. I do it partly because I’m tight and partly because if the Basquiats and Picassos in the sitting room were real I’d be too scared to ever leave the house.“I don’t make as much money as people think. The commercial galleries that have held exhibitions of my paintings are nothing to do with me. And I certainly don’t see money from the T-shirts, mugs and greeting cards. My lawyer calls me ‘the most infringed artist alive’ and wants me to do something about it. But if you’ve built a reputation on having a casual attitude towards property ownership, it seems a bit bad-mannered to kick off about copyright law.”
If these kids weren’t such idiots it would have been the perfect crime. I mean Paris Hilton didn’t discover anything missing for a year. Yikes. Also discussing yesterday with my friend if E! should go forward with their planned reality show given the circumstances. Will E! be glorifying criminals?
There’s a bride with balloons on Brooklyn bridge.
One of my favorite views in Brooklyn.
Frolicking in the winter wonderland that is NYC.
So we have a ton of snow in NYC (just in case you live under a rock) but I braved the weather for a delish dinner last night with my girls at Extra Virgin. The restaurant built these adorable snowmen and we just had to pose for a picture. The shot was originally captured by a drag queen walking past who forgot to use the flash, she refused to retake the picture but did ask to read our fortunes. God new york is random.
The fittingly named TigerText allows users to set a time limit on how long a text remains on a recipient’s phone after it’s read. Once the message’s lifespan ends, the app’s developers say there’s no trace of it on any phones or servers.
When, for example, a cheating spouse sends his mistress an iPhone message via TigerText, the mistress will be prompted to install the app. The mistress is able to read messages but not keep them, the app’s developers say, because messages are stored on TigerText’s servers and are never actually sent to phones.
Last night I had the pleasure of attending Vanity Fair and USA Network Character Approved Awards. Let me just say that it was basically awesome. Not only was it held at the Frank Gehry designed IAC building (which I have been dying to check out), but all the actors from the USA Network shows were there. I’ve become a bit addicted to Royal Pains and White Collar, so I was over the moon to hob nob with these folks in their natural habitat. Of note, I had a bit of an eye contact and smile moment at the bar with the hottie from White Collar (I know the word is he’s gay, but just so perfectly charming and adorable…a girl can dream right?) AND I had an actual conversation with the one, the only, Tiffany Amber Thiessen. For a girl who grew up with Saved By the Bell, this was seriosly a dream come true…a chat with Kelly Kapowski, I about died. She couldn’t have been sweeter and absolutley stunning. Two other sightings I got excited about…Nora Ephron, wish I could climb inside her head and completely random, but the killer from Harper’s Island.
All in all, a great night. Thanks to Colin for inviting me along, fantastic architecture, Vueve Clicquot, and celebs…what more could a gal ask for?
Flipping through Vogue and started drooling over Christopher and Suzanne Sharp’s London home. Seriously, this is my dream aesthetic. Quirky, lived in, colorful, full of books and interesting treasures, what’s not to love?
i once met jennifer aniston and she hugged me.
i have a soft spot for cheerleaders, cupcakes and kittens.
i grew up in the smallest town in america, but love living in nyc.
i think i'm a nice person, but the jury's still out...
