Comments on: Help, I’m On Empty

By: Elle

Elle — Tue, 18 May 2010 21:15:37 +0000

Speaking of bloggers you might hate, check out Hallie at Halcoholic. Nobody knows where she gets the money to buy all of that ubiquitous designer stuff she wears, but we all know that she does the best vacant expression, second only to Barbie, and looks vaguely smelly as she crouches in doorways and on curbs. She’s also married to Bobby Liebling of Pentagram… this creeps me out intensely. I’d love to know what you think of this phenomena.

By: Iron Chic

Iron Chic — Mon, 10 May 2010 22:33:22 +0000

I was just in Montreal for 4 days and I only internetted for like, 5 mins a day and I didn’t answer my phone. And the world didn’t fall apart, amazing!
Also, I want to move apartments now to get away from my free cable tv.
I know I could just unplug it, but I won’t. I think you probably spend too much time on the computer like I do.

By: Dru

Dru — Fri, 07 May 2010 19:18:20 +0000

^ seconded re: the vileness. I should technically owe you a grudge for putting that link up and causing me to go over there….my eyeballs and I are going to go recover from it now.

By: Mary

Mary — Fri, 07 May 2010 14:52:36 +0000

The crab girl needs to die screaming with sharp things in her head. That blog is beyond vile.

By: Dru

Dru — Fri, 07 May 2010 13:28:55 +0000

My internet blows for a day, and I missed this? Damn!

It’s rather unfair of you to snark about Luxenoir’s weight, Sister- surely absolute slenderness is not one of the criteria that outfit bloggers must conform to? I used to visit her blog about a couple of years (and a couple of her hair colours) ago. Couldn’t really get into her style, but came off feeling mildly grateful that not every fashion blogger out there was some teenager with thighs like a giraffe.

And I find it impossible to hate Rumi, because the blogger I remember in my head is still someone who wrote about how weird it felt to be the only half-Asian kid in town and liked 90s fashions when every fashion sheep was still over at the 80s altar. It’s the plethora of her clones that I find annoying (like the one above).
As for Daul…I know it’s been almost six months, but I’ll miss her still. Model existence notwithstanding, I think she’s the kind of girl you might have liked.

PS: don’t worry, Sister, your mojo will come back. Mine’s gone too, so I’m kind of waiting on the same assumption.

By: kate

kate — Fri, 07 May 2010 09:03:15 +0000

It’s all so camp-hilarity, though! If you were the gay man that you should be, then you’d be loving the hellish decadence of all of this. But forgive them, they don’t know the wisdom of menopause even though their periods have all stopped from low-caloric intake, except that fatass, fecund Luxenoir!

By: woolgathering & miscellany

woolgathering & miscellany — Fri, 07 May 2010 05:30:05 +0000

thoroughly slayed, as always.

thank you, SW.

By: Cybill

Cybill — Fri, 07 May 2010 04:11:27 +0000

Can we come up with a theme for you for the week? How about – things I love week, Advice week, Old photo week, Annoying cliche week ?
Have you visited this site yet http://unhappyhipsters.com/ it may amuse you and ‘a laugh is as good as a holiday’ (see I started annoying cliche week already).

By: Aja

Aja — Fri, 07 May 2010 02:52:03 +0000

I think we got over blogged. Once everyone and their mother got in on the action, it got kind of boring, redundant and hard to keep up with, I guess. Yes, everyone wants studded wedges, ripped boyfriend jeans, and whatever other trend is super hot. And yes, I’ve lost interest in Sex and the City and the movie hasn’t come out and yes, I’ve lost interest in a lot of the things I overly consumed myself with a few years ago. And yes. It feels great. I’m finishing books. I’m decorating my house. I’m writing in my journal again. Every day after work, I go for a long walk around the lake with my Mum. I’ve become detached from the blog-o-sphere and I effin’ love it.

By: Leslie H.

Leslie H. — Fri, 07 May 2010 02:40:55 +0000

I keep forgetting Rumi exists until you remind me.

I miss Daul too, but these people are ruining my private mourning for me. Why can’t they keep their opinions to themselves?

For the 2nd tier people. Yawn, yawn. Trying too hard.