Monthly Archive for October, 2011

Highs and Low(e)s.

Corinna, Justin, Isaac and I on the street in NYC. This is an example of something you would find on my tumblr.

Highs:

  1. Tumblr. Okay, so I don’t really rate it as a ‘real’ blogging platform (and I don’t really know what I mean when I say that…), but I have actually been enjoying updating mine lately. Maybe it’s all the questions I’ve been receiving. Maybe it’s my new ‘thing’ to be an agony aunt. Maybe it’s just because I’m putting up original content and I’m not just reblogging a whole bunch of crap that’s been seen before (oooohhh… Passive aggressive anyone?). Or maybe it’s just because it’s so damn easy to use and requires little thought. Whatever it is, it’s sucking me in. You can check out my pictures and answers to what are often ridiculous questions, here. (Shameless self promotion.)
  2. The birthday post Isaac wrote to me. Made my terrible New York to Los Angeles flight so much better. I cried – the good kind of cry. It was one of the nicest things I’ve ever read about myself, aside from that part towards the end. (Note to those who have been wondering: I DID NOT TURN THIRTY.)
  3. This will sound lame but it is literally one of the highlights of this week (it’s been slow): my mom bought me an orange, I ate it, and it was the. best. thing. I. have. eaten. in. weeks. Oranges are my favourite food.
  4. This new book, ‘Phone Book’ – basically a tangible, published copy of the uncensored contents of someone’s phone, including raunchy messages, NSFW photos and just everything in a phone that people with phones have. I don’t know why but I’m kind of obsessed with this idea. My phone is a hub of information. If anyone got a hold of it they would have access to pretty much my entire life. It makes you think, anyway.
  5. My mate Kam at Air New Zealand in Los Angeles, who cheered a sad girl up on her birthday. Thanks Kam! And thanks Air New Zealand, those new planes are the best thing since sliced bread – a big thing coming from an anti-flyer like myself.
  6. MOS DEF WEARS CRANE BROTHERS!

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Behind the scenes with Corinna Studier.

Corinna Studier.

Last week it was Georgia in a undone formal look, this week it’s Corinna donning the double denim for Isaac and Justin‘s baby, the ‘Like the Boys‘ series on the GQ Eye. Although I am now back in New Zealand (sigh), I was lucky enough to be around for Corinna’s shoot a couple of weeks back. Here are some of the things I saw behind the scenes:

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Honey, I'm home.

I’m back in Auckland. It went like this – I woke up in New York City, on my birthday (the 25th, American time), with the feeling of dread and a suitcase that needed packing. I packed it – slowly, and with this sad puppy dog face on the whole time. I packed it and had a shower and went for my last supper – a fried chicken sandwich and chamomile tea. Isaac sang me a song to cheer me up on the walk to grab my bags. That’s what best friends are for. We hopped in a taxi and I sobbed like a little kid the whole way to the airport whilst Isaac sang Whitney Houston songs. We arrived at JFK and I checked in and we got him a taxi back into the city and said our goodbyes. I cried my little heart out all the way through security.

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Highs and Low(e)s.

Me, sad face, after 30 mins in the line at Supreme on Thursday morning, following a night of very little sleep.

Highs:

  1. Although I had to wait a long time to get into the Supreme store earlier this week, I got a lot of satisfaction out of buying something in the store (that sold out that day) and then standing outside in front of the remaining huge line of people with my shopping bag. I was super smug. I’m terrible, I know.
  2. Tomorrow night I am going to take part in a “tranny bingo” night. I’m not sure exactly what it involves (apart from transvestites and bingo) but it was recommended to me by someone awesome so I have high expectations. Also, the website says prizes include things such as remote controlled fart machines and porcelain dancing babies – you can’t get much better than that.
  3. Wholefoods orange juice. I have spent over US$30.00 on the stuff since I arrived. It’s not quite as good as the Arano juice you get back home, but it’s pretty damn close.
  4. The All Blacks. Duh.

Low(e)s:

  1. I am coming home very soon. I have one and a half days left here and I am starting to panic. Every hour that passes I think of all the things that I said I’d do here that I haven’t. Panic. Panic. Panic.
  2. Isaac got food poisoning and, being the good friend I am, I spent hours nursing him back to health. Kind of. By ‘nursing’ I mean I went to Wholefoods and bought things like ginger ale, apples and bread and then poured many glasses of water for him and stood outside the bathroom door repeating that everything was going to be okay in a soothing voice while he spewed his guts out (fun fact: Isaac is a power spewer – the loudest spewer I have ever heard in my life). Not the most fun I’ve had in New York, but at least the spewing has stopped.
  3. The thought of getting a long taxi ride to JFK, waiting an hour and a half and then getting on a budget six and a half hour domestic flight across America, then waiting at LAX (one of the worst airports ever) for a good four or so hours, then dragging my sorry ass onto the 11.5 hour flight home and going through what will inevitably be the longest customs line/baggage claim ever before being picked up (hopefully) and driven home, is literally killing me right now. UGH.
  4. I am going to miss Halloween in a city that is obsessed with Halloween. Sad face.

Behind the scenes with Georgia Fowler.

Georgia.

Last week I had the pleasure of witnessing the creation of the GQLike the boys‘ shoot – styled by Isaac, shot by relatively new but upwardly mobile photographer, Justin Chung, and featuring fellow New Zealander, Georgia Fowler. (If you haven’t seen the shot or the interview with her yet, check it out here.)

I really can’t say enough great things about Georgia as a model (and a person!) – she’s a pro. You can’t get a bad shot of her, nothing’s too hard – her enthusiasm is contagious and, as you can see, she’s got those facials down. Such. A. Babe.

See more below and a few more on my photo blog over the next few days.

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Yesterday I waited almost 2 hours to get into the Supreme store.

All Images/Isaac Hindin Miller.

I don’t know streetwear. Sneakers are sneakers, that really stiff raw denim just seems uncomfortable to me and the way I tie my laces is just the way normal people tie their laces. I am not an aficionado by any means, but you don’t have to be an aficionado to know that right now, Supreme is cool.

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