Keith Richards may be a lot of things, but I never thought it would result in high fashion male modeling. Well, that’s a bit of a stretch, but he is the new posterdude of Louis Vuitton-probably the workings of that crazy Marc Jacobs (creative director of LVMH). The ad reads as such:
“Some journeys cannot be put into words. New York. 3am. Blues in C.”
Whatever. Apparently, Richards is planning to donate his fee to ‘The Climate Project’, an enviromental cause. The new ad was shot by Annie Leibovitz.
Equally bizarre is Louis Vuitton’s ads last year, featuring Mikhail Gorbachev in the back of a limo, being driven past the remains of the Berlin Wall, also shot by Leibovitz.
Stock up now because by year’s end Polaroids will be a thing of the past. Like flash cubes and film discs and those large format instant cameras that we pretended were boats because they stopped making film for those before we were born but our grandparents decided that their old junk belonged in the toybox.
Certain drugstores and 1 hour photo huts in my hometown wouldn’t let you keep prints of YOUR photos that contained nudity or “questionable” content. You used to have to rely on Polaroids to help you remember what that stripper that gave you the herps looked like. Now you can snap all of the digital photos that your memory card can hold and print off near-perfect photos at home. You dirty bastard.
Coincidentally while I was looking for a photo of the Polaroid 1000 that my grandma had, I came across this flickr of Stripper audition photos from the 60s & 70s. It’s actually some Classy Stuff (mostly clothed).
American Psycho came out in 2000 its easily in AliUptown and my top 10 favorite movies (and books). And apparently it took 8 years for it to make it to New Zealand. Those DVDs must have been on a really slow boat. Well this is an Ad for NZ tv and it’s pretty badass.
“These drugs are pretty weak. But I have a feeling that if we do enough of them, we should be alright.”
Texas is stupid. (Except for Austin) So there is no hope with those cowboys. But Ohio, i thought you wuz smart? The only people I’ve ever known to live in Ohio were smarts. So what are you doing to me?
We better cross our fingers on the brother pulling up a victory or its going to be 4 more years of presidential lameness. When do we get to vote to abolish the 2 party system? Looks like I’m going to have to write-in my vote for Robo-JFK.
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No it’s not Ricky Martin this time. I don’t have the courage to post the vid so here’s the link to Dlisted’s February Hot Slut of the Month. I haven’t been this scared of a video since I saw The Ring.
Warning! This blog contains unnecessary name dropping.
One of absolutely very few perks of my job is that part of the company I work for designs for Disney and their flagship theatre, the El Capitan. Its a beautiful theatre at Hollywood and Highland next to Jimmy Kimmel and across from Grauman’s Chinese where before the shows instead of slides for plastic surgeons like most L.A. cinemas they have an organist playing the most ambidextrous versions of Disney tunes (utilizing all 4 limbs). When the feature is about to begin they lower him under the stage where I’m assuming he is prodded back into his cage to perfect his rendition of “It’s a small world after all” on Casiotron until he is needed to warm up the next High School Musical sequel premiere. I’m gonna get so many random hits on this page for posting those last few sentences. So one of the perks is that my co-workers and I get invited to fill seats for special events. The first time we got to be in the first domestic audience to see the final Pirates of the Caribbean movie. Jerry Bruckheimer gave a speech before the feature.
I’m not going to tell you what movie we were invited to tonight. I’d rather not incriminate myself. It was a premiere, it was 2 blocks from my house and we were offered passes; I don’t turn that down. Even though it was a … cringe, family movie. OH GOD IT BURNS! Ok so the movie was bad, to me, because i’m a too cool for school asshole who hates 90% of all children ever and despises anything that’s “Fun for the whole family!”. But I suppose if you had kids that were between 8 and 16 then you could take them to this and they would have a good time. Oh look a baby pig, oh they makin’ silly faces, hilarious! I laughed a couple times and mostly because of Donny Osmond. Yeah I might as well tell you the cast and let you IMDB it on your own. Notably Martin Lawrence, Raven-Symoné (the Cosby Kid from when Rudy got too old to be the cute one), Will Sasso (MADtv’s giant), Kym Whitley (from that episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm where Larry picks up the Hooker so he could use the carpool lane to Dodger’s Stadium), Jessica St. Clair (gorgeous blonde from Best Week Ever) and a couple Sopranos-related Italian stereotypes.
But perhaps more importantly I met TOM EVERETT SCOTT on the red carpet! I guess it’s only important to me because That Thing You Do! is my favorite movie. Yeah you can take away all of my cred right now (as if I had any). What can I say, I love good fake band movies. That makes an even 2 of 4 of the Wonders that I’ve met so far.
So the best part of the night was of course the after party. There is so much nonsensical hoo-hah for these movies that its kind of a slap in the face to all of the really amazing movies that are made with absolutely no budget and aren’t very well received and have tiny premieres if any at all. But I enjoyed the free booze and Wolfgang Puck catering that this party had to offer. The highlights of our celebustalking besides the stars of the film were brushes with Home Run Record Holder* Barry Bonds, Random Disney-owned celebs that I had no idea who they were, some duder from Nick Cannon’s Wild N’ Out and Abigail Breslin (Little Miss Sunshine). Everyone but Barry Bonds was smaller than I’d imagined. He and Guy “Shades” Patterson were both pretty tall. Martin is about 5′ 5″ but his bodyguards were 6′ 3″ and 250 lbs so we didn’t fuck with him. He looks great! I heard that Raven is loaded (Theres a teen vogue in the can at work for some reason) but she didn’t project that air of celebrity/ego that radiates off of some famous people. She seemed very non-diva (actually kinda self-conscious in a way). Well I’m not sure if there is anything else to say. Now that I read it back, i’m not sure that any of ths was very interesting to begin with. Well feel free to email admin@avanttrash.com and invite me to your premiere. Especially if its for a better movie.
OMGz. I need to stop clicking on this site. Whenever I do I get trapped in it’s never-ending web of eyegasming art images and ephemera.
The site works by its users bookmarking images they dig on the web and adds them to their list of photos on FFFFound. Im just trying to fill space so that the link on the right doesn’t spill over into the post under this one. Since I am just spouting off random words then I might as well tell you that I started a forum on this site. Under the header where it says FORUM, yeah, click that and start posting. Post whatever, i praise wierdness.
It was Jen from work’s birthday last night, so Friday the boss took us to lunch at Mexicali on Ventura Blvd. According to my co-slaves its a celeb hotspot. We didn’t find out until after the meal but one of our co-workers saw Melissa Joan Hart! Two of us were crushed that we didn’t see/bother her. I pride myself on having an eagle-eye for obscure celebrities but somehow through line of sight/fog of war issues at dinner I didn’t spot a very pregnant Sabrina the Teenage Witch. I must be slipping in my old age. I feel like such a Fergwad.
To my defense, if you Google MJH pregnant then you’ll see some wire image photos that you wouldn’t be able to recognize her from either. She’s big.
These were either done with a stencil and a vacuum or an empty tattoo needle (i’m guessing vacuum). Either way I think the concept is rad. These images come from the Skin series of photographer Ariana Page Russell. The image on the left is what led me to the website, a pattern of lace embossed on the skin. Its like skin wallpaper or an accessory that you don’t take off… until it heals.
It’s a couple days old but I just read about it on Losanjealous. How many times is this now? 4 or 5? I’ve lost count.
I used to love these guys so much but its really hard to give a shit anymore. I was just talking about junkies right? Mr. Weiland should have a full time sponsor on tour with him. It’s sad. Remember how fresh Core sounded even though people claimed Weiland sounded like Eddie Vedder? And how great was Purple? Scott found his own voice on that record and it was solid! How much greater was it that the album didn’t even have the word PURPLE on it ANYWHERE! It’s listed on places like Amazon as self-titled, but who in 1994 called it that?
These guys were sooo good live. Weiland may still be a showman, but he certainly hasn’t maintained any kind of edge to his songwriting. It seemed that after every album Scott would fuck up, quit the band or they would throw him out, he’d make something sloppy or the DeLeo’s would make somethingsloppy, and then they’d get back together and make an album just a little bit less good than their previous record until they weren’t putting out a quality product anymore. This proves that these guys were truly greater than the sum of their parts. And that is the definition of a band to me.
I couldn’t get into Velvet Revolver. I wish that Cherry Rose would have happened instead. That was the rumored project with the remaining members of Guns N’ Roses and Buckcherry frontman Josh Todd. But alas it wasn’t meant to be. Ok, I’ll admit it, I still kinda want to see STP again for nostalgia’s sake i guess. So i suppose we can start the chess clock on Weiland’s next drug Arrest.
Who wants in on the pool? I’ve got my money on possession and DUI for July.
But why don’t we as hard working (some of us), voting (some of us) , tax-paying (some of us) citizens have the right to choose whether a relatively harmless plant is illegal or not? What would result be if we as a society were able to vote on that? I mean, California has obviously voted it legal for medicinal purposes (because we’re cool), yet it remains illegal on a federal level. Denver recently voted to legalize marijuana and the vote was 54-46% in favor. And everyone knows that kids don’t vote. So this must have been responsible adults willing to let people make their own decisions about what they put into their bodies. The other 46% can fuck off as far as I’m concerned. But Denver is a pretty good representation for the US in general. The city is fairly liberal (i’d go so far as to use the term “Laid-back”), yet Colorado as a whole is a conservative state. That represents the US to a T. Conservative in the middle and thinking on the coasts. So how do we get this on a ballot? Let’s let the voters decide! The evidence for it’s legalization is certainly there. Especially if you compare it to alcohol.
I love booze. And I don’t wish it to be illegal, but Americans are fucking morons when it comes to handling its liquor. Like how many people lately have told me that they have been a victim of drunk drivers? (4 so far this year) I personally have had 2 vehicles DESTROYED by drunk drivers. My first car when I was 16 was a piece of shit (naturally), and was rear-ended by a pair of drunk drivers. That car could drive all night on only a 1/4 tank of gas (which was just under $1 a gallon back then; oh, it makes me moist thinking about it). Also, the first car that I bought on my own, paid off a loan of $7,000 for, drove 130,000 miles and babied for 7 years died exactly as I’d predicted it would. I told my friends, “One day, a drunk driver is going to plow through this car and total it, and I will be nowhere near it.” And sure enough I’m 100 miles away from school visiting home and i get a call at 2am from my best friend Marker telling me that my car parked in front of the house is dead and some fucking underage kid drove through it. The kid was drunk and all I got for my totalled car was $2,200 from his insurance company.
The truth is that there are 3 million crimes committed in the US every year are ALCOHOL related. Every half hour someone in America is killed by a drunk driver (17,602 in 2006). And where are the marijuana fatalities? Its impossible to overdose and die from weed and yet somehow 1 in 7 drug prisoners is in the pokey for Marijuana. Who were these people hurting? Its not like people were getting robbed so a junkie could feed his pot habit, ya know?
All that the anti-marijuana side has is that “It’s a gateway drug, it leads to worse things”. Well, no asshole, its just the first drug that people do, after alcohol of course. If someone is an addict then they are so before they do ANY drugs. Not many people jump straight into Cocaine and Heroin.
I have an uncle Mike. (But don’t we all?) He had the record for most DUI convictions in my hometown. (I think it was over 8). Thats disgustingly impressive. Every few months our family would hear about him getting arrested and we knew what it was for; one time he even drove his car into “The Old Town Boot Barn” on 4th street. Funny, yes. But stupid. One time he almost died and i visited him in the ICU, full of tubes, cut to shit. Something had gone in and out of his eye socket nearly blinding him. He switched to Meth sometime in the late 90’s. He is in a constant cycle of Addiction, Arrest, and Recovery. Once he gets released from Jail he is back on the pipe and subsequently arrested. My grandpa (from another family) is a former Sheriff who works with Trustees in the prison and says that Mike is a hard worker and good guy when he is in jail. But then he gets out and inevitably fucks up. Because he is an addict. Pot didn’t do that to him.
One time in 2001 I was living in an AMAZING house with MY BEST FRIENDS IN THE WORLD (and one crazy guy). And Uncle Mike found out where I lived and came to visit. He was fried. He was only 45 at the time but looked like he was 60. Missing teath, bald, yet none of his 3 brothers were. He looked like my Grandma, 66 did when she died. He was disgusting. And people are trying to tell us that Marijuana is the same kind of drug as Meth, Coke and Heroin? Show me who’s face I can spit in for trying to tell me that kind of BULLSHIT.
Right now good people are getting arrested for growing PLANTS! They are getting locked up for shit that grows naturally upon the earth. Pot doesn’t ruin lives. Stupid, oppressive, pointless fucking laws do.
