So, I’m continuing my jetsetter lifestyle and flying off to Charleston, SC for the weekend.
I’m going there to visit my friend “Sabine” who moved from the UWS to Charleston a year ago. I still miss her horribly, and use subtle psychological tricks to try to convince her to move back here. Unfortunately she is enjoying her beach and backyard and mild climate, so I’m not sure I’ll ever get her back to the gritty city.
Sabine absolutely refuses to even let me use my Blackberry when in her presence (I have a history of Twitter addiction) so there is no chance at all she’ll support me blogging from her back porch. Once again, Upper West Side Style will be left here to rot for a few days.
So, I’m going to enjoy some Southern-style style for the weekend. And hopefully a huge plate of biscuits and gravy.
I hope you all have a lovely weekend!
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Maybe I’m being overly dramatic with that headline, but it was a dreadful movie. As in, you should be full of dread the minute you sit down in your seat.
Much has been written about the movie this morning. By far the best review comes courtesy of Lindy West. Do read it. You’ll “spew,” as one commenter shared.
Here are my random thoughts:
-Blatantly anti-Muslim and not funny. The treatment of women in these countries is not a joke. Nor is flaunting another country’s rules and traditions.
-I try not to bash other women for their looks. (Well, at least not in public). But SJP looked like a complete tranny for the entire movie. Her body is hawt, but her face, especially when rimmed with kohl and bronzer, is nawt. Continue reading
I hate it when I miss the opening day of a new store! But thank goodness that RackedNY has a staff to figure these things out. I’m going to copy their post here:
“The British sometimes have the reputation of being reserved and understated, so perhaps that explains yesterday’s completely under-the-radar grand opening of the Burberry Brit on Columbus Avenue. Continue reading
This might sound braggy and smug, but I’m going to go ahead and say it anyway: I’m going to a pre-screening of Sex and the City 2 tonight! (The movie officially opens on May 27). It’s not cool to admit that you want to see this movie, because the hype and branded products surrounding it have been ridiculous. But I am sort of excited. Continue reading
Image courtesy of WWD
Imagine my delight as I was flipping through WWD today and stumbled upon a full-page article about New York Fashion Week’s (NYFW) new home, Lincoln Center. NYFW takes place from September 9 to 16 this year and I CANNOT wait. Continue reading
My nail polish perfectly matched the welcome cocktail we received at the beach barbecue
My poor blog has been deserted for the last five days. I can see the tumbleweeds rolling by. However, I am now back into my routine and eager to share some pictures from my recent trip to Bermuda.
Bermuda is a short flight from NYC, sharing a latitude with South Carolina in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. The temperature was in the 70s, but the humidity was high. My skin has never looked more glowing.
Click through the slideshow for a summary of my trip in pictures: Continue reading
Yes, it’s true. The staff here at Upper West Side Style (um, me) needs a break. As mentioned in an earlier post, I’m going to a wedding in Bermuda and will not be taking my beloved hot pink Mac with me. I’m planning to read a zillion fashion magazines, The Help (by Kathryn Stockett), and the hopefully very extensive spa menu.
I will, of course, take a bunch of photos which I may or may not share with you, depending on the level of debauchery pictured. Continue reading
I was reading the latest issue of New York Magazine (May 24 issue) on the long, crowded subway ride from Nolita to the UWS when I came across this tidbit:
“Joanna Newsom told the Guardian last week, among other things, that while Gaga’s approach to image is interesting, ‘you listen to the music, and you just hear glow sticks…I’m like, fair enough: She is the new Madonna, but Madonna’s a dumb-ass!’”
Well, you can just imagine the indignation on my face. First of all, who the hell is Joanna Newsom? Does she have a song anywhere near as brilliant as “Vogue” or “Paparazzi”?? No, I didn’t think so.
Does she wear Diet Coke cans in her hair, cone bras, or custom-made Armani? No, I didn’t think so.
She’d best leave the UWS divas alone or I may be forced to go medieval on her little hipster indie ass.
Neutral and feminine Club Monaco vs strapless J.Crew
This weekend I’m going to a wedding in Bermuda. Yes, I’m very excited to go to Bermuda, despite the ominous looking weather forecast. No, I’m not worried about the Bermuda Triangle. Maybe I should be.
What I’m most worried about is which dress to wear. It’s an evening wedding on “the croquet lawn” followed by a reception in some tents. I’m assuming they’re nice tents and that I should wear shoes and won’t need bug spray. At least I hope so, because I’m not the camping type. Unless there’s a spa. Continue reading
Australian Fashion Week, SS 2010-2011. Lots of swimsuits.
Have you been reading the Westside Independent? Well, why not? It’s an exceptionally entertaining and informative peek into the daily goings-on in our beloved neighborhood. Oh, and they have a new columnist there.
She recently braved the trenches of UWS retail in an attempt to buy swimwear. Read about her adventures in the changing room here. (OK, I’ll stop the creepy third person thing. It’s me!)
You should also definitely read the article about the alley pig roast, particularly the comments.
Bomb threats and illicit pig roasts. Our neighborhood is destined for greatness, people. And let’s not forget that New York Fashion Week will debut here in September in Lincoln Center. All eyes will be on the UWS. Are you ready?
(Many thanks to Avi at the Westside Independent for plucking me from obscurity to write for him)