You wouldn’t want to get stuck standing behind Reggie Watts at a concert, his hair is too big to see over. But he’s exactly the kind of performer you want to see up on the stage, with his crazy fro bouncing along with his beatbox. Reggie Watts is part comedian,

I have a love/hate relationship tattoos. I’ve finally settled on something that I like, but I can’t take the idea of being repeatedly poked with a needle AND paying a ridiculous amount of money for it. Though I think that henna is sometimes misconstrued as hippie bullshit, its an interesting

It seems you can hardly go out for a drink these days without stumbling upon a Moose head or some other stuffed creature staring back at you with those lifeless eyes. New Yorkers love to cultivate eccentric hobbies, so I guess it should come as no surprise that Taxidermy is

Remember the first time you heard about Australia being populated by British convicts?  I was convinced I was being lied to.  But no, the all-male British penal colony of New South Wales existed, and somewhere along the line they decided to start sending female convicts there too.  Guess the ladies

So yet again I am happy (sort of) to not be in NYC this weekend, because there is yet another amazing fashion event that I am far too poor to possibly take part in.  The wonderful people over at Refinery29 have once again partnered with an amazing set of independent

My stomach has always been a pissy little bitch, and it keeps getting more intolerant as I get older. I can’t eat cake for breakfast like I could when I was 19. The magical combination of grease and salt in bad Chinese food makes me feel like I’m growing a

Ever find yourself in Clinton Hill on a Monday night? That was precisely the situation I found myself in the other night when a sandwich board on the sidewalk told me about some seriously magical shit happening inside of the building it was in front of. Specifically, this place was

As a zen-like way of letting out some rage, my roommate and I took turns throwing an avocado into the air and trying to slice it with a saw. Then he taped a target to the bathroom door, and we spent a half an hour shooting our staple guns at