Despite its dismal, doom-n-gloom literal definition, “Go Kill Yourself”, in the eyes of 5th Column and Dearly Departed, represents a much more progressive, underlying message. “Whatever you choose to do in life, kill yourself at it. Do it to the death, or go kill yourself….” With music spun by the legendary DJ Neil Armstrong, please join High Point Shoes, 5th Column, and Dearly Departed for the celebratory coming out of this summer’s most anticipated project. WE’LL be there

*UPDATE

The GKY tee features an illustrated noose, with both brands displayed in 5th Column’s infamous drip effect across the back. The tee will be released in two color ways and are limited to 25 of each. *Photo by Sean Lyles.

Writing this makes me think of the “The Freak Show” episode of Sex and The City. Carrie meets charming journalist, Ben and after a fruitless attempt to uncover his “freaky” side- decides to secretly pillage through his belongings the morning after their first sleepover. Upon his unexpected return, Ben finds Carrie standing on his bed, cigarette in hand, trying to crack open a questionable box (which in the end contained nothing more than Ben’s Cub Scout badge collection). She scares him off and Carrie never sees Ben again. Sound familiar? Maybe because 9 times out of 10, we’re faced with similar situations, where we have to decide… should we snoop? Sure it’s an invasion of privacy, sure it’s wrong, but don’t feel bad, it’s not just YOU. Gwen Stefani wrote a song about it after all, when she penned “Bathwater”… “But I still love to wash in your old bathwather, love to think that you couldn’t love another, I can’t help it…you’re my kind of man..” In my own affairs, I’ve pretty much snooped through ALL of my partners’ things, in which I’ve found subpoenas, porn collections, pictures of ex’s… typical, seemingly harmless stuff. ALL of my partners until my current. No clue what sets him apart. Maybe because I’m jaded to the point of ambivalence, maybe because I respect him the tiniest bit more than others (sorry), or maybe because I’m SCARED of what I might find. I’m gonna go with the last one. Two of my close girlfriends have found out about their partners’ “extra curricular activities” via snooping through their cell phones- I call that “phone lurking” and that’s a different story all together. So temptation inevitably reared its ugly head the other day, when a mysterious duffle bag got dropped off in my living room. I didn’t think much of it at first, I could already assume what was in there. After showing me a few prom pictures and a yearbook or two, my current zipped up the bag and nothing else was put on display. But like clockwork, my mind started to drift off: What’s in there? Love letters? A paternity suit of some sort? A severed head? The next day while alone, I stared at the bag for what seemed like an hour. I zipped and unzipped that bag until my neurosis forced me outside to smoke away its fabricated contents. I left it alone. I’m LEAVING it alone. It’s the right thing to do. If YOU decide to snoop on a lover, be cautious. Be mentally prepared to deal with whatever or WHOEVER you may find… a cheater, a deadbeat dad, a closeted gay perhaps? Most important, be aware of when they’ll come home, you don’t want to get caught like Carrie do you? Everyone has a PAST. Can you get over it? I did… I think.

I finally got a chance to read Kelly Cutrone’s If You Have To Cry, Go Outside: And Other Things Your Mother Never Told You. I’ve been following Kelly’s career for some time now (PRE Hills, City, and Kell On Earth) and it was only a matter of time before her antics would propel her into icon status. Sure you can say much of her work has been sensationalized, or that her shows are “too commercial”…but any woman ready to embark on her own personal journey, whatever that may be, should read this book. I assisted a lady much like Ms. Cutrone, and although I’ve become relatively successful on my own path, there are days when I actually miss fetching coffee for someone. READ THIS BOOK.

photo via The Wentsworth Report

Growing up in the Southwest, I embraced its culture early on. Being born a first generation American to hippie parents, my sister and I were always taught to “think forward and love everyone”. Although idealistic, that simple mentality essentially cut off my ability to relate to a lot of issues surrounding me. I still have no clue what it feels like to struggle because of where I came from. Aside from a few ignorant comments here and there, I’ve never encountered a REAL brush with outright prejudice. And lastly, I’ve NEVER been racially profiled, despite my mixed heritage. Those are the things my parents dealt with, which in turn, were the things they tried to protect us from. So either I’ve been really lucky, or really NAIVE. Maybe a little of both. With Jan Brewer’s April 23rd signing of Senate Bill 1070, it was inevitable that our communities would be outraged. Who wouldn’t be? Looking through the eyes of The Wentsworth Report, I was able to relive the events that took place on April 23rd. While I quietly sipped my caramel macchiato and blogged mindlessly about the latest “whatever”, my friends took action and rallied for their beliefs. Because of them, I’m able to think a little harder on not only my responsibilities as a minority, but as a HUMAN BEING.

Painting by Charissa Gutierrez

“The current problem with this state is the current problem with this country, the facist politicians are misleading the public & the media is truly disservicing the people. Ignorance has been the plague of the people to the point where Sen. Russell Pearce has completed his racist agenda in front of our face… If we do not educate ourselves & face the issues then were part of the problem, not the solution…”- Humanitarian and Photojournalist, JG Wentsworth

For more information on SB 1070 and what YOU can do, visit Change.org.

Original retail price: $98

The shoe that launched a thousand obsessions (AND birthday cakes), the Nike Dunk High Pro SB Supreme Orange Dunk is now on consignment (sz 10.5 for $650) at High Point. The Holy Grail for most collectors, I think a lot of you can recall the time your men lusted after these. I can, although I just could never relate to the pandemonium. I liked sneakers for a BRIEF period during two of my relationships and even then I hardly wore them, I just observed. A LOT. Hurry up, these guys won’t last. For inquiries: 480-949-0500

Original retail price for birthday cake from Tammie Coe Cakes: $350

Via WWD

The slogan would’ve suited a bra campaign MUCH better, don’t you think? This guy can’t think of better things to rally against? I personally don’t care about someone’s underwear.

I JUST started seeing these commercials on t.v. recently. GENIUS. This whole campaign is actually, I LOVE IT. Read more about U by Kotex (proceeds from the campaign go toward Girls For a Change) AND “rebelling against the commonly evasive feminine care ad” HERE.