Everyone loves tacos. That’s just a fact of life. So it makes sense that the best place to find the largest cross-section of interesting people would be a taco spot at night. It’s with this in mind that L.A. Taco presents a unique look at Los Angeles through interviews with people waiting to get their delicious food.
All included in this oh-so-wordy review of the book GRAFFITI AND THE LITERARY LANDSCAPE IN ROMAN POMPEII.
During a publicity stunt aimed at delegates participating in the U.N. climate talks in Lima, idiot Greenpeace activists damaged parts of the extremely fragile patina surface of the desert surrounding the legendary Nazca lines.
After spending years as a midwife, Takiko Shindo mastered the Japanese art of Oppai Taisou (translated: boob exercise), which is meant to help women “achieve healthier, shapely bosoms.” Realizing that her hands were a hot commodity and that all women should benefit from her method, Shindo developed the “Oppai Taisou Hand” to simulate her master touch. Essentially an oversized back scratcher, the pink plastic hand allows its user to simulate the groping method in the comfort of their own home.
This past Friday, a creative crowd packed into The Standard, High Line to celebrate artist Romon Yang’s (a.k.a. ROSTARR) mural commission for the rooftop at Le Bain. Christos Katsiaouni was at the hotel to capture the scene.
Recommended openings for the week ahead.
Highlights from the second most talked about art fair in Miami last week.
“We used to sell around 50 a month… Since the controversy (in October) we’ve moved more than a thousand”
In a curious response to Paul McCarthy’s ‘Tree’ sculpture, Parisians are buying up butt plugs like it’s nobody’s business.
One of the random things we learned from this Guide to Social Climbing in NYC In the ’80s.
Imagine driving a car—your car—to the end of a cul de sac in the Hollywood Hills where you park it inside of a garage carved into a hill. Upon exiting the vehicle, you and your date walk through a gated tunnel to a private elevator where you’re whisked up 6 stories to the top of a Tuscan tower. After stuffing everything back into place, you and your date arrive at your front door high above Hollywood BLVD. You remark “this is where David Copperfield used to live” and now my friend, this is where you live, and you’re the one with the magical powers. Featuring hardwood floors, a washer/dryer, and excellent views from the terrace, this one bedroom apartment is a sun-filled world away from that old studio you used to rent in the city that never sleeps. So sleep in, and look forward to many more elevator rides to your new heaven.
On view until January 1, 2015
Home Alone 2
208 Forsyth St.
New York, NY
Weekdays 10 am – 6 pm
Weekends 12 – 6 pm
For the next couple of months, in collaboration with the upcoming film A Most Violent Year, we are publishing a culture site about New York City in 1981. From the East Village to Esplanade, we’ll tell some of the stories that shaped the year, and add in some pop culture to the mix for the fun of it. So check it out here and enjoy, there’ll be new stuff up daily.