Yesterday, I got my hair cut at Walt's Barber Shop. I've never been to a barber who does a better job than Walter Tosoni, he even gives you the old fashioned, hot lather, shave around your ears. It's incredible.
A lot of men nowadays go to salons, but I refuse to go.
Personally, salons are overpriced, and they're usually better at making you "trendy" than truly stylish. It's sort of like how True Religion jeans were "cool" for awhile, but raw denim Levi's 501's will never go out of style. Usually things that are "now," are almost never "forever."
I can't recall when exactly, but I remember reading that the incredibly dapper Thom Browne, pays like $20 for his haircut. He believes that no man should ever pay more than $30.
I'm sure there are some crazy over the top instances, where a man with some considerable length may indeed need the expertise of a hairdresser. The stylist at the salon is truly adept at manipulating long locks of hair into a fashionable shape.
But I think for most men, the barber will do more than fine.
Not really a new hairstyle, just did it a little different. Also, the photo quality sucks, because I broke my camera yesterday. Soooo made of fail.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
The haircut
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Machete=greatest movie ever made
Okay that's not true, but it is a lot of fun.
Maybe its like a guilty pleasure to watch gratuitous violence that's as whacky as Machete, but shit is it a lot of pleasure.
Super funny, great characters--and this is no joke--the best roles that I've seen Michelle Rodriguez and Jessica Alba in. Both were dead on, super funny, and really really really good looking. (Rodriguez looked especially cute. Not that's she's not hot, but I don't think I've ever thought of her as cute, maybe it was the bangs she was sporting).
Anyway, here's Michelle Rodriguez as Shé, and Jessica Alba as Sartana.
Oh and Lindsay Lohan as a killer nun.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Who wants to go the movies tomorrow night?
Machete is going to be the best movie ever--even if its the worst!
If you're in the San José area, and you want to see some Robert Rodriguez style madness hit me up!
MACHETE!
My friend the burrito
Last night I had a bowl of low-sodium minestrone soup for dinner. It was from Trader Joe's, and while TJ's has a vast selection of amazing things to eat the low-sodium minestrone is not one.
I blogged, chatted on facebook, and then chatted some more, but always thinking about how I so desperately wanted a burrito. Carnitas and carne asada were running through my heart and soul, and I knew my craving would not stop until I quenched the thirst for Mexican food that was taking over my life.
Today that thirst was quenched.
Here's my carne asada burrito that I had for lunch from La Victoria Taqueria.
Those little cups are full of their famous orange hot sauce. 
Sooooo gooodd!!!
The continuing revival of the '60s
If you're still looking for proof of the '60s resurgence, then look no further than the new Cut Copy single.
The last we heard of Cut Copy, they were taking over our souls with tracks like "Lights and Music," and perfectly channeling the '80s.
Now they've taken it further back with their newest single "Where I'm Going," which feels like the Beach Boys added some synths, before hitting the waves.
The cutest couple in music
Matt and Kim just look like they have a bunch of fun with each other.
Maybe this is why all of their music sounds happy, even when the subject matter of the songs is not.
Also, it's damn cute how Kim is always smiling. Like always!
Here's the vid for their hit from last year "Daylight."
And here's their latest single "Cameras."
Feel good music!
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Let's hit the town and paint the night black
Luca Venezia, aka Drop the Lime, is known for being a master of thumping bass bangers, but he's also an aficionado of all things rockabilly.
His latest side project, entitled Bad Lupo Grande, unleashes his inner rockabilly god.
And sweet child is it something to behold.
Grease your hair, style your pomps, and get ready to riottt!
Luca Venezia, aka Drop the Lime, and the best hair in the bizz!
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Philip Crangi, the master of man jewelry
Philip Crangi always looks pretty fucking cool. Yes, I feel like "fucking" was necessary there.
Anyway, Crangi always has a badass haircut, cool clothes, and the best man jewelry ever.
Here's to the master. 
Call me up, we'll hang out, I'm down for whatever... and Mark Ronson
Simian Mobile Disco's Cruel Intentions, turned dupstep BASS madness.
and the new one from Mark Ronson & The Business Intl featuring Q-Tip and MNDR-Bang Bang Bang
Also Mark Ronson is pretty damn stylish. Crazzy double breasted gold suit steez.
Monday, August 30, 2010
My new favorite thing
Recently, I became so sick and tired of hearing my favorite songs through the "not even visible" speakers on my laptop.
It was driving me mad that I couldn't hear the music I love so much in all of its glory.
I would like to thank my roommate Tristan for giving me this:
It's an old fashioned Sony stereo system, and it kicks ass.
Every song sounds warmer, richer, and deeper.
Hell, it makes me want to dance in my room all by my damn self.
Thanks for this piece of amazingness Tristan.
I Will Travel at the Proper Speed
There is a place that I want to get to.
I have tried to get there before, but my pace was far too fast.
I miss the fork, or the left turn,
and I end up further from my destination than ever before.
Still other times I have walked slowly in my attempts
to reach this grand locale.
Sometimes I've walked too slow.
So slow that I forget what journey I'm on,
and I end up in a zone that no man wants to be in.
I will travel this road many times,
and occasionally I will travel at the proper speed.
The most influential man in street style?
Pelayo Diaz Zapico--and his amazing blog--is really starting to gain attention.
I've seen him at the The Sartorialist, and on GQ.
While doing my photo marketing job for Lipton Brisk, I came across two individuals who clearly are Pelayo-influenced. I myself have taken cues from him as well. I bought a pair of Doc's, and I'm thinking about pushing the boundaries of the pompadour to Pelayo-heights.
Here's some shots of 'Prince' Pelayo Diaz Zapico, and those whom he's influenced. 
A reminder
It's no secret that I love Scott Schuman's the Sartorialist website.
I think the man has my dream job. Although I'd probably write a little more than he does, but still...
Scott's blog always captures some amazingly stylish people, and I'd like to think I'm capable of doing the same--but with a way shittier camera.
When I was at Coachella--a little drunk--I saw this amazingly beautiful girl standing amongst the crowd. She was wearing a yellow terricloth jumper, and my goodnessss that figure. During the festival, I had been asking strangers for their pics just because I found them to be stylish, and also to add flavor to my own personal photo album. This girl though, she was so exquisitely beautiful; I knew my Coachella photo album would not be complete without adding her image, her aura--her swagger. I snapped one as I walked up to her, and then tapped her on the shoulder.
"Hey can I take your picture?"
"Excuse me?" She responded in what was a damn cute, but somewhat regal, English accent.
"No, I just think you're really cute and stylish and I want to take your picture. It's nothing sketchy." Would I have said that if I wasn't drunk? Hmmm, I don't know but that's the shit that came out. I noticed her friend standing next to her, and I didn't want to make her feel bad so I told her to get in the picture as well. Admittedly, she looked pretty cool too.
"Sure!" She shrugged her shoulders, smiled, and cutely posed. Her friend stoicly joined in. Maybe I shouldn't have asked her to be the picture.
"Okay ready? One, two, three!" Yes, my stupid ass actually counted down before taking the picture. Like I said a little drunk.
I walked away, pleased I had added this amazing girl to my Coachella experience. While I was on my way back to my group of pals, my friend Ricky noticed--and later informed me--the guy she was with, thought it was quite funny that I held my drunk fingers out and counted down for the pic. (God that was embarrassing). Apparently, my terriclothed clothed beauty also pondered who I was, and why I was taking the shot.
Later, after uploading all of my images to facebook, I found out this stunning young lady was singer Corinne Bailey Rae. Of course this explained the confusion amongst her and her friends. How the hell could this stranger--me--not have any clue who he was taking a picture of? It was just a day earlier that she performed, and now there was this idiot asking for a pic.
Anyway, I'd like to think there was a part of her who thought it was cool that somebody, who didn't recognize her, asked for her picture just because he appreciated her beauty and style. Perhaps I secretly made her day.
The reason why I'm telling this story though, is because Scott Schuman's latest blog post reminded me of Corinne.
Here's Scott's post. 
And here are my pics of Corinne. I guess we appreciate good views yes? 
My morning coffee makes me wanna chase after...
BASS MUZZIC
Star Eyes & Pharaoh - Cry Baby by Trouble & Bass
Can't stop the music posts lately.
