Photographer Bob Carey has been taking photos of himself posed at varied and beautiful locations around the globe, clothed only in a Pink Tutu, since 2003. Carey is now selling signed, limited edition prints of these photographs and taking pre-orders for a book collection of the Pink Tutu Photos — entitled Ballerina — to be published this fall, with all proceeds going to organizations that fight breast cancer (Carey’s wife Linda is survivor). You can read the back story on The Tutu Project, see more of Bob’s awesome photos and get purchasing information at The Tutu Project.
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Andy Warhol Live at the DeYoung. I Saw It.
Hey what’s up. I got back last night from my rad trip to San Francisco, where I had the time of my life nonstop for five days, taking only short breaks in the extreme fun-having for tiny bouts of sleeping. San Francisco is so awesome I can hardly even remain alive now that I am back in NYC. Some of you (having read my most recent post) may recall that I journeyed to the west coast last Thursday to attend the Bartmizvah Palooza of Griffin Sloves. Griffin is the adorable and genius son (national chess championship finalist at age 5) of my good friends from College (and former roommates) Jonathan and Diana, who are just seriously two of the best people on the planet. Let me get you caught up with the Reader’s Digest Condensed version of how I spent my time while I was away from the blog.
Since I arrived in SF on Thursday evening, I had all day Friday free before Barbara (my hostess and fellow Bar Mitzvah attendee) and I had to drive a million miles in rush hour traffic to the suburbs for the Bar Mitzvah Pre-show activates. That left me with many free hours to hang out with Michelle, another super cool SF-based music industry pal of mine. Michelle is so very ass kicking. She and I spent the afternoon at and around Fisherman’s Wharf, doing touristy things like visiting the Aquarium and snapping pics of me posed by the bay with landmarks like The Golden Gate Bridge and Alcatraz Island in the background. It was also about 70 degrees on Friday, so it was fun to run around without a coat on. Weee!
Gail, Alcatraz in Background
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“There’s Got to be a Better Way Down…”
A Hard Days Night was on the IFC last night (Paul McCartney in 1964 = Cutest Boy Ever) and I’m glad I forgot to switch channels once The Beatles were done looking fucking hot and making the little girls scream, because the film that came on right after turned out to be one of the best documentaries I’ve ever seen – and anyone who’s seen my Netflix queue can tell you that documentaries are my jam. The film is called The Bridge and it documents a year in the life of San Francisco’s marvelous Golden Gate Bridge as told by families and friends of those who’ve committed suicide by jumping from it. It was amazing. Read what users of the IMDB are saying about The Bridge right here. You should add it to your Netflix Queue right now.