14 posts tagged “tumblr”
1) I'm over at Tumblr.
I was just Googling "high-end consignment stores" AND "Boca Raton" for my mother while she was on the phone from Florida, where she and her friend Jan are driving around looking to score some deals. [Sidenote: I cannot fucking believe I wrote that last sentence.]
Sorry, I know i haven't blogged in a couple days, but Ed came in to town and I pretty much spent every moment either out of the house or giggling and watching TV with him. He left this morning and I spent the day doing some catch-up on my favorite blogs and trying to figure out how I was going to gracefully make a big step that is long overdue: I'm leaving Vox.
I would say that this sounds like something that should be agreeable, but ultimately I think that the freedom I am afforded is a byproduct of the rules I have made for myself. If not for the little structure that I have, nothing would be possible.
via laceymae
Soooo, Alex has basically been peer pressuring me to post semi-nudes with him over at Bed Time forever and I always refused for two reasons:
1) I'm afraid of looking cheesy and clichéd
2) My manager said I can get more money to be naked in a movie if I don't have naked photos on the internet.
I'm not remotely opposed to nudity if the person in the photo is involved and in to it and it's not a total raunch fest. It's not a moral issue for me what so ever. SOOOOO, being that I'm unemployed, extra loosey-goosey and bananas these days and well, a little bored, I gave in and agreed to have a Semi Nude Picture Day with Alex.
What has resulted is kind of phenominal. People are posting semi-nudes left and right. All kinds of people. Then I went from being excited to straight up moved when I saw this from RealRealSoft:
what a fun, interesting experiment. i used to get woofed at in highschool, so being able to post a cheeky picture of myself without feeling fuckidly insecure is nice. this kinda feels like a tumblr meetup where everyone has to get in a hottub or something.
I mean, this thing is just starting and already people are healing leftover scars from high school. That's pretty awesome.
Here's a collage someone already made of a bunch of the participants:
And here's mine, to be fair:
Thanks for coming to our Semi Nude Party.
There's a lot more Molls in your near future.
Thanks to fm78, Justine Bateman and my good friend Eric Spiegelman, I'm getting my very own web show. It's exactly like the stuff I'm already doing, but bigger and better. Let me put it this way: If things go my way, I will get to talk to Dov Charney AND Shar Jackson. Do you get my meaning? Big things are going on in Molls Town.
The website is being built by the good people over at Tumblr and we're still looking for a sponsor, but you know what you guys? If I had a product other than myself, I'd want me to sell it. I've got faith out the ass on this one, you guys.
Anyway, I was hoping maybe you talented artsy types could help me out and kinda sorta be a big part of my show. I need a logo, and I don't even know where to start. If you have good ideas and design skills, send me anything ya got. I'll send you a present in the mail if I use your design and you'll forever be a part of my life.
Here's what it needs to include:
1) The words "The Molls Show"
That's it. It just needs to have the title of my show. Anything else is up to you.
email me your submissions ASAP!
Thank you!
Also, you can add me on Facebook, MySpace, Tumblr, YouTube. I'm around, ya know? If you want to send me a message, I am really really bad at returning Facebook and MySpace messages, so please email me. Especially if you are Fatman Scoop and you are interested in coming to my birthday party on or around January 10th. I will immediately or eventually respond, depending on whether or not you send it when I'm sleeping or if I am in a particularly self-involved mood when I receive it. That's an honest to goodness fact.
This is sad, but what personalizes it to me more than just having a mother or having dealt with significant loss is that it was found in Arlington, MA, a town that I grew up about a mile from. I wonder if I knew the kid, not that it really matters... but still. I'm thinking of every kid with a dead mom I ever met and wondering if I hung out with them enough.
OK, so there are some people from the internet that I'm bananas about, other bloggers who move me. We chat. We commiserate. We avoid getting real jobs. We do everything.
Tyler Coates from This Recording has been very kind to me and when I saw this video he made today, I wanted to make a response video (my very first):
