Monday, April 14, 2014 Guest Edit: Nazanin Mandi’s Festival Diary
We were so stoked when singer/model/actress/all-around babetron Nazanin Mandi stopped by NGHQ last month to talk all-things festival, but, dang, girl was not kidding about having a killer time in the desert (and mastering those well-lit selfies). She shared some seriously awesome snaps with us, and, well, we’ll let her do all the talking. Take it away, Nazanin!
Tuesday, March 25, 2014 Guest Edit: Cailin Hill’s Adventures In Okinawa, Japan
I’ve never actually gone on a vacation before. OK, that’s a lie. Once I went to Costa Rica in the off-season with a guy I wasn’t dating and learned my lesson HARD about off-season vacationing and the rules of platonic relationships while abroad. *ahem* It was complete misery and—beyond the boy troubles—it rained every single day. A total write-off. I’ve been in Tokyo for a year now, and it’s the longest I’ve lived in a country since I began traveling in my early 20s. I went a bit mad and booked a vacation to Okinawa on a whim, which is still in Japan but perhaps the farthest place from Tokyo that I could get to on a 3-day weekend.
Monday, March 3, 2014 Guest Edit: Why Pink Is Punk
For my fifth birthday my parents threw me a pink party. Everyone (even my dad, poor guy) wore pink. There were pink balloons strewn all over the place, pink cotton candy, and a big chocolate cake with pink icing. I even took the theme one step further by anointing guests with a stripe of fluoro pink zinc (this was summertime in Australia, after all) across their noses upon arrival. To keep the peace, the few boys invited were offered orange zinc instead, but one of them, Ethan, insisted on having pink. I remember us girls thinking he was a weirdo. We giggled into our frosted-pink cupcakes and teased him all afternoon. Now I think back on it, though, Ethan was pretty punk.
Friday, January 31, 2014 Guest Edit: A Valentine’s Day “How To” by Alexi Wasser
I’m Boy Crazy‘s Alexi Wasser
Listen, we all know Valentine’s Day is a bogus, made up holiday created by the greeting card industry to make money…. But who the fuck cares?! Stop being such a judgey emo kill-joy! It’s here, it exists, we’ve all entered this unspoken agreement as a society to go along with it, so just shut the fuck up and embrace it! After all, it’s an excuse to get gifts, give gifts, and over indulge in sex/chocolate/pink/and red! Let’s celebrate it!
What I still don’t understand is why mistletoe hasn’t made the obvious crossover into Valentine’s Day. What a mistake. Mistletoe isn’t utilized enough during Christmas even. I can never even really find it! But that’s neither here nor there! Back to Valentine’s Day – which I’ve noticed is mispronounced left and right as “Valen-TIME’s day.” WTF?! It reminds me of the time Kim Kardashian (who I don’t even dislike) mispronounced the name of HER OWN FRAGRANCE – calling it ‘VuLUMPtuous’ instead ‘Vuluptuos.’ Who are these people?! What happened to us? And on a side note, not having to do with Valentine’s Days AT ALL—but just a grammatical error that pisses me off beyond belief—is when people sai “I could care less.” It’s “COUNDN’T care less” NOT “COULD care less.” The point of the saying is: you care SO LITTLE, you COULDN’T possible care less! But I digress, back to Valentine’s day and you:
Contrary to what society rams down your throat, Valentine’s Day ISN’T just for couples. It can be enjoyed in a multitude of ways by anyone with a pulse and privates. The following is my guide to celebrating Valentine’s day no matter how much of a winner or loser you might feel like, no matter what your predicament/situation/condition.
And always remember, no matter what you do this Valentine’s Day, no matter who you’re with: I LOVE YOU!
My Date-Worthy Outfit Picks For Valentine's Day
Midnight Walk Maxi Dress
Stolen Nights Slip Dress
Kick Push Dress
Angel Shadow Slip Dress
Nasty Gal Heart's Desire Dress
All I Want Is You Dress
Nasty Gal Haley Dress
Wednesday, January 22, 2014 Guest Edit: Lunches: With Bethany Cosentino And Niki Takesh
Is it mid-January yet? Thank glob the holidays are dead and buried, and we have all some time to breathe. I spent this NYE a lot different than usual. I was sober at a wedding in NorCal, so I was spared from having to already hate 2014 before it truly even started like the rest of you. I woke up on January 1 feeling juuuuusssstttt fine. Every new year starts with illusions of what the next 12 months may bring, but every race to our resolution is temporarily stunted while we begin the daunting first task of trying to part with the hangover haze.