Seek You Neek

Gone to the Darker Side

2010-10-05T19:08:00.000-07:00

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Flock the Art Walk

2010-06-14T18:23:00.000-07:00

The second Thursday of every month, Downtown Los Angeles goes artsy. An array of mysterious food trucks, eye-opening art galleries, diverse faces, lowkey non-Hollywood-esk bars and a different feel of the outskirts of Figueroa Street may overwhelm many, but what else would you do on a Thursday night? Go to an over rated HW club, see a movie, circle jerk? No thanks, I'd rather explore and engage in an intelligent conversation over an EXTRA dirty martini about which piece I would buy if I had an endless amount of cash on me. I'm not talking about your usual canvas painting, some sculptures cost over ten G's, you would be astonished. Every time I go it's different, however last week was interesting, not sure if it's because of summer but something was in the air and I'm not referring to the distinctive smell of bums (tip: shower AFTER).

hobby: tabasco chugging

xoxo

Walking On a Grave

2010-05-31T03:06:00.000-07:00

Walking on a Grave....literally. A few weeks ago I had the opportunity to watch Wizard of Oz at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery. Buried people, the Wicked Witch, Dorothy's sequined red slippers, tombstones and odd balls...I might as well should have been asked by the scarecrow himself to follow the grave brick road. However, being the curious and sick minded Cancer I am, I was thrilled. An order of take out from Bottega Louie and five bottles of wine later, I was sitting on a hippie blanket the size of a Cali King and watching Dorothy get sucked out of Kansas. Despite the hectic swarm of people, the experience was well worthy. I presume it's lights out for the vamps during the summer because this season is the only time the cemetery screenings take place. Then again, I wouldn't mind an all year round schedule, getting my blood sucked in a cemetery is exactly the kind of night I would look forward to.

^UK Designer Natacha Marro's Mary-Jane "Dorothy" Heels, only ten made...

vamp love

Women are like crème brulée, initially impenetrable then tap, tap ahhh you're in

2010-05-22T13:04:00.000-07:00

90210 said it best^---I may have bent the words to my own version but the idea is still there. This proverb may directly sound like breaking through a woman's shell, exterior or excuse my vulgarity; virginity. It appears simple, you know, digging your spoon into a crème brulée and lifting it to your mouth for an excitement of a crispy yet warming embrace of heaven. Yet again, once you have devoured a couple of mouthfuls, are you satisfied? Are you yearning for more or are you ready to switch flavors? Perhaps even put the spoon down? What if we just want you to have a taste, who allows you to refuel your sugar high? We are that dish you oh so craved for when you picked up that spoon in the first place, right? So yes, we are often impenetrable, hard at the exterior, tough shelled but after a few tries you may be in for a creamy surprise, depending on boundaries.... but it is us who are the treats you picked off the menu and whether you decide to take big spoonfuls at a time or slowly enjoy it, it is us at the end of the day who let you enter our delicate, caramelized surface.

xoxo

Mysterious clouds slash eff Yous

2010-05-03T00:33:00.000-07:00

I was driving down the street the other day and I came across this, no it's not a picture I found on a college humor website, I'm a proud witness.

(use your imagination)

This recent fascination derived from my Geography course, we're learning about clouds...

This would be called a CUMulus cloud:

Enough with nature, middle fingers. They're vulgar and sexy... unless you don't have a pretty finger.

^rip heath, even he knew how to throw up an eff you

good looks brit

in conclusion, why curse when you have a middle finger?

Sexy Docs&Obfuscating Stairs

2010-04-27T01:57:00.000-07:00

This European dude inspired my doctor, doctor fix, do me a favor, listen to the lyrics:

Everyone loves Grey's Anatomy Dr. McDreamy

Upside Down Stairs, never heard? (location: Greystone Mansion Wonderland, Beverly Hills)

^Skip Runyon Canyon children, and try climbing up those twice a week^

brb

2010-04-11T18:54:00.000-07:00

Street Companion

2010-03-17T18:21:00.000-07:00

Street Art (or companions), wave hello to them if you're in New York. If only LA had subways...

I love street art:

P.S. Happy St Yaddys.

Fast Break

2010-03-07T19:46:00.000-08:00

German photographer Oliver Schwarzwald is the kind of artist that captures your eye and doesn't let you leave his work for minutes as you try to analyze it. He's one of my personal favorites and has a collection of typical breakfasts around the world photographed youneekly.

In order of pictures: Uh-merica, Petit-Dejeuner (France), Great Britain, Frukost (Sweden)

BISB

2010-02-27T16:42:00.000-08:00

Apologies for the pause, I've been tres busy. This graphic describes the blog pause and oddly enough reminds me of this monkey looking co-worker I used to have who ALWAYS used the word "hiatus"...

Turn off the media YouTube player, and indulge into a cleverly incorporated half hour mix created by Fan Fiction, not to mention I love the title.

Blogging is Serious Business Mix (mp3)

Recent Ke$ha obsession spreads like a wild fire. It all began when two of my girlfriends would blast it in their cars like pre-teenagers. It grew on me...

<a href="http://fitout.bandcamp.com/track/tik-tok-dub-mix">Tik Tok Dub Mix by Fitout</a>

Ode to V♥Day

2010-02-12T19:27:00.000-08:00

Specified for Valentine Gift and Plan Procrastinator's, don't worry they'll still love you:

♥Picnic at the Hollywood Bowl (with wine, of course)

♥Paradise Cove in Malibu for their classic drinks and shrimp cocktail ♥Bake Valentine Themed Goods "Made with Love"

♥Pink Perfection:

For those of you who have planned accordingly and ahead of time, congratulations, I'm excited for Sunday too (wink).

♥

Eau D'Bedroom Dancing

2010-02-08T22:35:00.000-08:00

Le Tigre put words together to form a song that depicts the way I feel about this subject. Who likes to dance in their bedroom? I do.

I'm in the sky when I'm on the floor
The world's a mess and you're my only cure
There's no time for me to act mature
The only words I know are "more, more" and "more"

No one to criticize me then
No one to criticize
No one to criticize me then
No one to criticize

There's no fear when I'm in my room
It's so clear and I know just what I want to do
All day bedroom dancing
To you I wanna say
You're my thing.

Black or Red? I Mean...Stay&Chat or Next?

2010-02-02T01:30:00.000-08:00

Chatroulette.com? Chat...Roulette. Really? A roulette of chatters, let me explain: There are two video boxes, one for yourself and another for a COMPLETE stranger along with a chat-box to type a conversation. You click "Start" and automatically a stranger pops up. Well, from my experience, I feel a little awkward "face to face" with a random so I often click "next" which accesses you to another random person, hence the roulette aspect of the site. In some cases, such as my own, I have not only come across faces but have been surprised by below the waist acquaintances and yes, I clicked "next"...if I wanted such interaction I would log onto a virtual porn site. Some may believe it's for bored, lonely or horny individuals but there could be some use to the site. It's our generation's one-on-one alternative world and communication through the internet. It is the new and improved late nineties and early zerozero's live and real chat rooms. It's actually fascinating and I don't know how it wasn't created before MySpace. I assume it's because of all the past few years of high demand in MacBooks with built-in camera's. Remember when some people bought separate web camera's, that sounds like another era now. Chatroulette.com arises a new and quirky epidemic, must label this a you neek and freakish newbie to the world wide web.

an example of an interesting interplay:

Caffeine et Nicotine

2010-01-26T17:00:00.000-08:00

Whether you're studying, writing a paper, updating a blog ehem, or being that loner starving author/artist, most people would love to drink a black coffee and have a smoke. Ok, so you may not smoke...doesn't it feel so OUT OF LA to be at a coffee shop and smoke inside? Let's excuse the second-hand smoking ideal, there's always the outside area. That doesn't exist here right? WRONG. I heard about this place a year ago, my friend was actually taken on a date there. Being the chain smoker she is, I'm pretty sure that sealed the deal for the night with the two. There was a rumor of it being closed so I never bothered to go out of my way and check. However, a few months ago my friend was leaving to Israel and invited me there with his friends. It was eleven at night, I had an exam the next morning, but sacrificed to finally see the place nonetheless. I purchased a hot coco and indulged in a few games of Dominos...don't ask. Located on little Santa Monica, Cacao Cafe is that insomniatic nicotine and caffeine fiending hole in the wall. Regardless of the size and location, if you want a late night smoke and coffee, you go there. Definitely a YOUNEEK find, only thing is that you can only smoke inside past ten at night...aren't smokers always up late anyways?

Dear Coachella

2010-01-19T19:19:00.000-08:00

Dear Coachella,

Thank you for always being the highlight of my year and finally coming out with a legitimate line-up since 2006. I hope your sugary frozen lemonade melts the same in my mouth and cools me down like a mother fucker. I promise to know every lyric by heart to every song and be the wildest flower child I have been for the past four years of attending. I love the hip-hop Jay-Z vibe you added on Friday, 2010's new bitch La Roux, GRRRIIZZZLLY BEARR, universally loved deadmau5, Saturday's mash up of rocking Muse, danceable Guetta, banging Dirty South, and although Sunday is probably my least favorite day, Thom Yorke's the shit. I have a theory that Flea from the Red Hot Chili Peppers will do a last minute collaboration with Thom Yorke, please surprise me Coachella. Even though many of your 2006 performances are back this year, you chose those of the best: Tiesto, Hot Chip, Deadmau5...I'm counting down the days and I can't wait to see your pretty ass face.

Love always,

Sarah

Roll it Up

2010-01-13T13:39:00.000-08:00

According to the LA Times, yes I read the paper and intend to include news in this blog especially concerning this issue, Marijuana is now legalized for "for those 21 and older to possess up to an ounce... for recreational use." For those of you who DON'T read the paper, most are either dwelling on not being 21 and some of you may be heading out to smoke your first joint in public. Regardless, for the first time in seventy years with a passing vote of 4-3, brutally close, we're almost close to turning California into the new Amsterdam. Personally I believe it should have been over 18, and even though many people still light up after the age of 21, prime ages for dope smoking are in the teen ranges. We can buy cigarretes at 18, why not add marijuana into the category? I'm waiting for someone in Los Angeles to finally open up an Amsterdam themed marijuana cafe, so I can entice and inform you all. Unless I'm unaware of this secret cafe, which I doubt, enlighten me.

Our hot president in his youth lighting up.

I Found the Remains of Your Class and Dignity Outside the Nightclub

2010-01-11T00:29:00.000-08:00

You're downing Dom and Cran-Goose, possibly popping some prescriptive drugs and powdering your nose, oh you're just so classy and original. The cherry on top of the sundae, the entertainment. Blood shot eyed, crazy claw fingered, incoherent faced and practically tumbling in between getting dumped outside. Smack a Givenchy symbol on the forehead and you have yourself a winner. I don't care if you're wearing a customized Herve Leger, you look disgusting. Sirens...karma police? Speaking of which, the music video makes me want to jump in the back of the car with Yorke...watch below.

Radiohead-Karma Police
Uploaded by pghj2005. - Explore more music videos.

Tipsy Borderline Wasted

"Where is my vagina" drunk

“With any part you play, there is a certain amount of yourself in it. There has to be, otherwise it's just not acting. It's lying.” -Johnny Depp

2010-01-11T00:28:00.000-08:00

Disney may fabricate the "PG"-rated upcoming Alice in Wonderland film starring Depp as the Mad Hatter, but are we on the road to a Heath Ledger Darknight replay? Let's hope not, Depp's one of my favorites...

oh nine can suck mine

2009-12-29T02:48:00.000-08:00

This is only the beginning....first let's make a cliche list of what the fuck not to do in 2010, and all the shitty shit that went on in 09.

09:

lauren conrad

MIA

santogold

sweaty ex-boyfriends

caked up bottle poppin' teenboppers

"vintage" a.k.a. shit bought from melrose

facebook updates

blockbuster

bumming cigs

oscar de la renta

lame lohan leggings

chef worship
jonas brothers

kobe (i love you but it's lebrons year to shine)

swine flu fear

swimmers with bongs
flannel
chateau marmont

iphone apps
"boom boom pow"

frozen yogurt

mistresses
sexting

10:

kristin cavallari

la roux

lykke li

neon indian

intellectual men

"real talk" (rev run)

class (excludes Chanel wearing and schooling)

sexy blood sucking vampires and howling werewolves

twitter updates (get on it) @sarahelizabethn

Netflix

bumming books (must contribute to the continuous recession)

jason wu

first lady admiration

loubs only designed to fuck in, still
thigh high boots

bartender worship
Justin Bieber
DJ's

lebron

milfs with joints

food shortage fear (necessary for America's obesity)
the sunset tower

blackberry app world
"rah rah ah ah ah, roma romama, ga ga oh lala"

wine cellar sorbets

Nicole Locher's "I Ain't Your Fucking Sweetheart" raunchy shirt collection

tigresses
sex

VS.

Despite this list of personal INS AND OUTS, it's a suggestion to what I believe should be avoided, but add your on twist to whatever, neekness is a must for 2010+.

XOXO

My Harlot Muse

2009-10-18T13:01:00.000-07:00

This blog has gone through more changes than Jessica Simpson's jean size. At first it was a molding of a tripod's in- the- moment-idea: "the stud muffins" but due to the overwhelming sun in the summer and out of mind adventures, we never pulled through. Who wears studs for longer than a season anyways? You're just going to buy curtain patterned dresses next week. I finally began a few posting attempts but I had to stumble upon my last inspiration for a push to religiously work on this blog. Thank you Isabella Bardou, you have not only taught me how to take a pleasing breather during oral sex (not that I have ever engaged in such activities), but you have opened up a new perspective for feminism and how woman express themselves sexually. Some may call you an attention whore, literally, but your lyrical sexual experiences and advice have been embedded vividly into my mind. I basically dispute the idea of someone speaking so openly on the internet. It's an admired skill to pull this kind of writing off , definitely, a "you neek tease." You have to see for yourself....

http://isabellabardou.com/