Friday, September 26, 2008

google face recognition acknowledges landis' celebrity ties -

so google just launched some new features on it's sites,
including a form of face recognition on picasa.

i was intrigued, but also kind of skeptical.
we've all been here. 

"is this (tree) landis?"

no, idiot, it's a tree.

but, they did a damn good job.  for instance, not only did it accurately pick out and group my sister lauren's face, but of the three possible names, hers was the first in the "suggested" category:

it also,
grouped ME with my distant cousin,

seriously, people.  no prompting on my part.

me = vicky.

just saying.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

the six chicest things about september -

ONE : zac posen during fashion week, 
looking better than his own collection.

TWO : the new model cards for
connor b and matt egan.
and no, no queens in the whole deck:

THREE : victoria beckham,
in a highly controversial dress,
at the launch of her new perfume.
i think, divine:

FOUR : a new doggie waste bag package.
with the most obvious headline, ever:

FIVE : marc by marc's new ads for his sunglasses.
one of those "why didn't anyone else think of this"
kind of ads:

SIX : the "return" of the sartorialist.
some had found his photos getting a little stale,
a little predictable.
perhaps the surge of the spring 09 shows have re-ignited
our favorite street fashion guerilla:

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

"part of your world . . . "

every once in awhile you gotta get a little
sing-a-long on.

little mermaid style.

evelyn got the tickets,
we all got the goodie bag,
and in the middle of singing along at the top of our lungs
(it's insanely cathartic, trust me on this.  a little disney soothes what ails ya . . .)
and costumes
(it's the castro.  everyone dresses for an event.)
we escaped rather nicely for two hours.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

MOTTO TUESDAY - fear is the little death

you just gotta hand it to Red. 

she wears the cape, she speaks (or sprays) the truth.

i used to love the mantra that characters in frank herbert's DUNE
would chant to ward off fear:

"I must not fear. 
Fear is the mind-killer. 
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. 
I will face my fear. 
I will permit it to pass over me and through me. 
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. 
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. 
Only I will remain."

in the end, the only thing holding us back from ourselves,
is ourself.