rules of the internet
In high school, our health teachers always said stuff like, “We know we can’t stop you from drinking, so here’s how to do it safely and not die.”
Getty Images has just implemented a similar strategy, in a way; they knew people were going to find ways to use their images without paying, so they’ve just made it possible for anyone to use a bunch of their images for free — and without committing copyright infringement.
Bringing Sexy Back
New York is basically unbearable right now. It’s so unpleasantly, intensely cold that we keep coming up with new terms to describe the fact that it is cold. The snow and freezing rain keep alternating to form layer of ice underneath slush underneath snow. It’s snowing again. And it will probably snow again every week ever because really, there is just no end in sight. Read More
They say that women aren’t stimulated by sexual visuals the way that men are. Well, maybe they just haven’t seen the right pictures yet…like this NYC Taxi Driver Calendar for 2014, which takes a cue from the annual FDNY pin-ups by taking a profession and making it sexy. Only in this case it’s not hunky firefighters, it’s that guy who watched you sloppily make out with a stranger on a $20 fare to Brooklyn Saturday night, and then had to deal with barrage of Find My iPhone pings the next morning after you realized you dropped your cell in the car somewhere around third base.
Here’s the thing that people don’t understand about red carpet events: They imagine this glamorous lifestyle where Will Smith or the members of N’Sync will come and chit-chat with you about what they’re wearing or how excited they are to be there, and you’ll all laugh like you’re old friends while someone films the entire thing. (So that is why you should get super dressed up, ladies!)
The reality, most of the time, is a lot more like manual labor camps. You and hundreds of other people are assigned a place based on numerical order and how important the staff deems you to be. For example, print media is just before online websites, but after the radio and everyone else. (Sorry, really disillusioned lady from Elle.com!) You are sent to mingle in a holding pen, crammed in with hundreds of other hungry, crazy-eyed journos and magazine freelancers, some of whom will take up inordinate amounts of space with their equipment and some of whom will be openly agitated and/or weeping. When someone sneezes inside these close quarters, you think, this is how epidemics are started.”
You are not allowed to leave your little cattle pen, until someone with a clipboard and eight burly bodyguards starts barking out numbers, of which you are one, because that is all you are to them—a number. You scramble to get up and enter the arena, where you are escorted past the salivating fans straight out of The Hunger Games and marched all the way to some previously unknown area of the perimeter, right next to the dumpsters. There is a gate separating you from the red carpet. You cannot cross that gate; that is verboten. But if you’re lucky, like at last night’s MTV Video Music Awards (VMAs) there will be a little place card on the floor with your publication on it, making it harder for poachers to snatch your spot.
Then you wait for two hours while deafening screams reach your little annex in Siberia. What is going on? No one can say. The fans have a better view than you do.
A picture is worth a thousand words, but too many taken of your own mug is worth a thousand words of shit talking behind your back.
According to a new study out of the U.K., posting too many selfies on platforms like Facebook and Instagram can actually make people feel less close to you–despite the oh-so-flattering comments you may get from users like thirsty1356.
Reading with James Franco
Coney Island’s historic boardwalk, for months left ravaged and desolate in the aftermath of Superstorm Sandy, seemed fully revived last Saturday. Nathan’s fielded long lines for hot dogs, delighted screams traveled from amusement park rides, and thousands of mermaids and mermen descended on Surf Avenue for the 30th annual Mermaid Parade, a celebration of summer Read More
A little over a week ago we noticed that James Franco–currently starring in Oz: The Great and Powerful, an autobiographical look at the actor’s life as a con man who lies about his accomplishments and convinces a lot of other people to do work for him so he can take credit for it–had started reading Teddy Wayne’s tremendous book about a tween celebrity, The Love Song of Jonny Valentine. Of course, being James Franco (note to James Franco: please title your next movie that), he couldn’t just post a picture of himself reading the book, so he added a little puppet friend to help him out.
Now, half a month later, Mr. Franco may have finished the book, but his little buddy hasn’t. And now his buddy has his own buddy … a doll that looks like it came off the set of his other documentary, Kink.
Only a few days after Sandy terrorized the Eastern Coast and before droves of generous volunteers began their efforts to rebuild the seaboard, the damage done by the hurricane was visible against the landscapes of the region.
Coney Island, in particular, was littered with refuse from the Atlantic: the remnants of people’s homes, lives and Read More
after the storm
The death toll from Hurricane Sandy last night has climbed above 30 and is likely to increase as emergency workers continue to survey the extensive damage across a number of states. “The worst is over,” Governor Andrew Cuomo said in an interview earlier today. “I believe the worst may be for New Yorkers when they realize the extent of the damage….We don’t have the final number of fatalities because we haven’t found everyone yet.”
As all New Yorkers are well aware, Hurricane Sandy brought a devastating combination of winds and ocean surges to the city last night, resulting in a multiple deaths and untold amounts of property damage. Throughout it all, as with many major emergencies, a remarkable collection of photos capturing the action emerged.