Showing posts with label kirsten dunst. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kirsten dunst. Show all posts

6.16.2009

so close, but so far

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it turned out that all of us were on the west side of the city last night, but we didn't know it until today. the evening started at around eleven when james, me, and a sizable mix of people we knew and people we didn't, attended a rooftop party of this girl named alex. coco was invited, but at that time she was planning on calling it an early night and hitting the sack. the rooftop party was fun, as champagne and pop tarts were served and we got a debut look at aaron's kindergarten inspired new 'do. also exciting was our new maryland hailing friend, jean, who we admit to having a girly-girl-gay crush on (below). we then went to le royale, where it was packed, sweaty, and loud.

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jean


meanwhile, coco was beckoned by her neighbor to go to the swanky as fuck jane ballroom for the cfda post-awards party (there was another on the highline hosted by calvin klein, but costa's parties seem like they'd be a little too clean to have any fun). kirsten dunst, daphne guinness, alexander wang, cynthia rowley, k.t. auleta, terrence koh, jessica stam, and other fashion folk reveled in the glory that was the awards show, and all got a good look at coco as her image was plastered across the screen representing proenza schouler for accessories designer of the year award. good job, girl.

we all eventually retired to our homes, are still alive, and hope for more summer fun.


6.08.2009

xoxo, ho

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“[in the year three thousand] youtube, twitter and facebook will join forces to create one super time wasting website called youtwitface”

-conan o'brien during the june 3rd episode of the tonight show with conan o'brien


this weekend was eventful. friday we saw a really weird band play at the annex with masks, frilly panties, and misfits covers. saturday was the queers, beers, and rears party at the cake shop on ludlow where we also saw some bands play. i have to admit though, that i came more for the vegan chocolate chip cookies than the rap music about sucking dick. there are usually cute guys at that party, and we did have fun dancing and of course eating cookies, but it felt a little grimy this time. james and i watched in horror as one man tried to hit on mr. lim by rubbing the back of his head. not okay, sir. a major highlight of the evening was when we got some lovely portraits of each other.
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then we went to lit and saw kirsten dunst and nate lohman dancing together........gasp. yeah, i actually don't know if they're together or not, and i don't really fucking care, but i love photoshopping random pictures of people together to make them look like they are kissing.

sunday was lazy but awesome. it was gorgeous out and the boys just took a stroll through the park, and i got my six dollar cigarettes from the magical place you can't know about.

i was then supposed to watch one of like five really great looking films my friends have given/lent me, but was too tired and just watched chelsea lately while eating cheerios and went to sleep. i'll watch the movies tonight. promise.