Did you hate dissecting stuff in eighth grade science? The inside of cats not really your thing? Eric Boker decided, instead, to dissect tubes of toothpaste – and the result is oddly artistic.
Mystery is sexy, right? If your not sure exactly how to be mysterious, this poster will point you in the right direction. I particularly like the tip about wearing a skeleton key on a necklace. “When you have an ornate, probably gold, probably vaguely skull shaped dangling around your neck, people will be going insane imagining what it opens!”
What would happen if Jemaine from Flight of the Conchords had a website where he pretended to be a Sci-Fi writer named Ronald Chevalier? Awesomeness would ensue. Obviously.
A lovely blog about random acts of kindness. (Thanks Annie!)
Lovely photos using the moon as a prop.
If you live in Minnesota (or are just passive aggressive) confrontation might be beyond your can. If so, you can use Hello! You there! to get your point across. You write up a letter, include a postal address and a written letter will be sent anonymously. I would say that I don’t condone such an epic level of weeniness, but come on! We can all admit it’s pretty genius.
Children’s sketches of monsters re-created by graphic designers. Slightly unnerving!
I am huge, huge fan of theme parties. Everything’s better when you’re wearing a costume and listening to costume-related music right? Here are a few of my favorites.
4 Theme Parties Ideas You’ve (Probably) Never Tried
What? Yes. If we want to be fancy, we’ll call these ‘tartines‘ but let’s be real – this is toast with fancy stuff on it. This is the perfect party if a) you’re feeling lazy b) it’s hot. You just buy up a million baguettes or loaves of french bread and ask your guests to bring a topping of their choice!
Food: things that go on toast – Nutella, avocados, hummus, bleu cheese + peaches + honey, balsamic mushrooms + fontina
Music: Bread (GET IT!!!!???)
Famous Mustaches Throughout History
Mustaches are to the 00s what goatees were to the 90s, and why not celebrate their popularity with party? Your guests can come clad as their favorite mustache owner and you can even served themed food!
We threw a party like this for our housewarming in Wellington, New Zealand – I was a Frenchman and The Mister was Charlie from Lost. Which is to say he made his hair greasy, parted it unflatteringly and wrapped bits of paper towel around his fingers.
Possible Costumes: Dali, Frida Kahlo, Magnum PI, Hulk Hogan
Food:mustache cupcakes, gummy mustaches, milkshakes (increases likelihood of milk mustaches)
Music: Frank Zappa, Gogol Bordello, The Killers, Queen
What I Wanted to Be When I Grew Up
Oh, we’ve come so far from our fantasies of old, haven’t we? I’m not tall enough to be a ballerina, or math-tastic enough to be an architect but we could surely overlook these realities for one night.
Imagine a party stuffed with people dressed in their childhood dreams, noshing on the food of 1987. Awesome, yes? A friend of mine attended one of these parties dressed as a Star Wars Trooper!?
Possible Costumes: singer, veterinarian, pro basketball player, um, tiger?
Food: Cheesy Poofs, Big League Chew, Kool aid, popsicles
Music: New Kids on the Block, Bon Jovi, The Bangles, anything circa Elementary School
Rubik’s Cube Party
Warning: this party is best for those who are single/under 25. It might just be embarrassing for us old fogies. The theme here is pretty straight forward, everybody arrives at the party in ensembles made up of pieces of clothing in the different colors of the Rubik’s cube squares – you know, red hoodie, blue t-shirt, green skirt, yellow tights.
During the course of the evening the goal is to switch clothes with your buddies to assemble an outfit that’s monochromatic. I imagine this switching of clothing might be accompanied by some making out and flashing of underwear. Maybe.
Food: jello shots, nibs, cheddar cheese cubes, those square Japanese watermelons
Music: Ice Cube (HA!)
What’s the best theme party that you’ve been to? Tell us all about it in the comments!
Photo by Brooke Lark // teapot queen // NASA // rolex blog // krista
Sighting One: My flatmate and I are in line at the insanely overpriced Reading Cinema in Wellington, New Zealand. I am very busy rummaging in my purse for enough change to buy some popcorn when Jess begins whisper at me without moving her lips, whilst making intense eye contact and occasionally winking.
I obviously interpret this a cue to slyly look over my shoulder. Where I see Jemaine and Loren Horsley. So we do the only natural thing: try very hard to ignore them and then run up the escalator in an attempt to get away from them.
Sighting Two: I am at Reading Cinema, again, walking through the food court. And there, wearing a purple velvet jacket and eating a corn dog, is Jemaine.
Seriously, dude. Stop following me. It’s getting awkward.
Have you ever seen anyone famous in real life?
Which one are you?
It was not without disappointment that I saw the various incarnations of myself tucked in with all those other women. I think it’s quite normal to want to believe we’re each a little bit special, and a little bit different than everybody else. The crux is not equating that individuality with the clothes we choose to wear. Of course – I’m all over fashion that expresses who I am and how I want to portray myself (I am, after all, the owner of an Eskimo coat) but, after seeing this exhibit, I think it’s worth remembering that it is the lovely, amazing, unique person beneath the clothes that makes the look work, not the other way around.