I finally made it to the first post-Covid Spring Break Art Show— an extra-fun art event that this year took place across two entire vacant floors of a fancy office building on Madison Avenue. Having each individual office or cubical designed with the artworks of an individual or group of artists makes for a fantastically immersive experience. At times, I felt like I was in a haunted house of art, losing my sense of direction as I wandered from room to room, being charmed and delighted to varying degrees by what I encountered. Needless to say, but you can see I am about to, it was very surreal and fun. Check out a few of my favorite pieces at the above Instagram post with a simple click of your mouse!
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Jamie Dornan and Dakota Johnson Get Ready to Take a Bath in Fifty Shades of Grey
Confession: The Fifty Shades of Grey franchise is a pop culture phenomenon that has, to this juncture, been completely ignored/held in contempt by me, because I would rather kill myself than read poorly-written accounts of blank-slate fictional characters having all kinds of ridiculous sex. Hard pass. Continue reading The Fifty Shades of Grey Review: Not Completely Horrible→
“Photography Not Allowed” (All Stealth Photos By Gail)
Thanks to a special allowance for the Memorial Day Holiday, The Met ended up being open on Monday and Geoffrey and I were able to head to the scenic upper west side on a very gorgeous, sunny day to check out the much ballyhooed fashion exhibit, Punk: Chaos to Couture. Photography is not allowed in the exhibit, which is a huge drag, but I was able to sneak in a few “stealth snaps” while the vigilant Art Nazis were distracted by other things, so please excuse the poor quality of my shots for this post as I was shooting in the dark with no flash! Punk Rock! Continue reading Punk: Chaos to Couture at The Metropolitan Museum of Art→
Last Saturday the CMJ convention was just getting started, in full swing, or just winding up, depending on how desperate you are to appear hip and in-the-know. And while everyone in the city was running around in the rain, laden down with bags of tacky swag, trying to cram in as many crowded shows by over-hyped, crappy indie rock bands as possible, Geoffrey and I were learning about the sexuality of all living things at New York City’s most underrated tourist attraction, the Museum of Sex. So I ask you, who do you think had the better time? I think Geoffrey and I did. And if we got wet, it was not because of the rain. Continue reading Gail and Geoffrey’s Rad Adventure at the Museum of Sex!→
