Jay-Z! Still?

Though there's a lot of debate over the lyrical and musical quality of the leaked BP3 tracks, I'd like to take a second to silence the music and check the rhyme:

Thought Shawty was the truth, found out she was a cheater,
we were supposed to takeover, I caught her bumping Ether!
I thought shawty like Mike, found out she like Prince,
thought she was Adrian, it’s been Rocky ever since,
My dollars was down, she left me for some Euro’s,
Took my whole flavour, I call her coke zero,
Co-MVP like Kobe and Shaq,
left me for the Heat,
we were winning back to back,
said I partied too much, shawty got fed up,
shawty got Britney shaved her whole head up,
we used to make out, kissing each others face off,
Fell for the ponzi scheme, damn shawty just Made-off.

(third verse on Venus vs Mars).



The ironies are a bit Kanyeezian, but still with an utterly Jay-Z sensibility. I don't think he's at the point where anyone can really call him washed-up. If he's no longer the greatest rapper alive (Wayne? Drake? Soulja Boy?), he's the greatest old rapper alive- sorry Rakim.


What remains worrisome, though, is the blandness of the Timbaland tracks on BP3. Of all the leaked songs, the Timbo tracks are getting the most thumbs down, and often because of the music. Uh Oh. What I think is going on? Timbo has moved on. Give him a J.Timberlake, Keri Hilson, Nelly Furtado- he'll make some dancefloor madness. His days of rap jams, may be passed him. Thoughts?

Beautiful Vanity

The following picture is not meant to mock. It's not an up-turned nose, or a sneer. This is actual interest.

We all know that Kanye West travels with his vanity next to him, but no-one expected him to find a narcisstic match (Amber Rose). I know I'm supposed to be, but I'm somehow not upset with the exposed I'm-the-shit-ness these two exude. There's something infinitely intriguing about their ability to do what most of the world cannot let themselves do, what society meters, what new company won't comprehend, the ability to love one's self (noted: these two have enough self-love for North America).

The couple (?), spotted at the Narciso Rodriguez after party at Rose Bar (who wants to visit?) are BOTH rocking stunner shades. Even if their proximity implies being into each other, the shades insist that both are into themselves, respectively, more. And the blogsphere, I'm sure, is filled with pissy rants about their conceit. But...who cares? Why so mad? What did their conceit ever do to you? Don't get mad, get better...or at least that's how I feel about it. Maybe I'm too vain myself.

Either way, this photo captures a refraction of an artist's classic romantic gaze where the subject would project love or admiration onto an object. Here, we see those feelings refracted, against designer glass, to themselves. Lovely.

London Hearts NYC

Seriously, that's a great idea for a shirt: another I Heart NYC rip off, but somehow more attractive with London being the fleeting subject.

Anyways, genius shopping initiative that will hopefully generate some much needed revenue into NY's (and London's) retail industry. There will be fashion shows on the noted dates, and a culminating block party on September 13th. Who's down?

http://www.wishyouwerehereswap.com/lower-east-side-events/