"Victory" by Cy Twombly, 1984.

"Victory" by Cy Twombly, 1984.

Via.

Via.

Anonymous asked: I am doing my first half-marathon this summer. I wonder, how is one supposed to keep drinking water during the long runs leading up to race day, if one is running outside? Do you carry a bottle of water? Seems... hassle-y. Thank you in advance for the help.

Wear this bad mofo. It’s dorky, but it works.

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Anonymous asked: How long do you think it's ok for a relationship to stay casual before it turns in to serious?

As long as it needs to take. A relationship isn’t third base—you can’t steal it—and it’s not a combustion engine—you can’t jumpstart it—and it’s not anything else that can be forced from one state to another. Take your time with him (or her), and if it takes too long, then on to the next.

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Anonymous asked: Do you have any good sunless tanners you recommend? We are moving into shorts weather but my skin is still winter white...

I prefer to bronze my skin the natural way (under the noonday sun or the hot lights of a tanning bed) or not bronze it at all, as lotions and potions scare the vitamin D right out of me…however a good friend recommends St. Tropez.

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"You are like the Michael Jordan of being a son of a bitch."

Detective Martin Hart, True Detective

Who…

…or what are you reading these days? I’m talking online. Blogs, journals, magazines, whatever. My current fashion/style routine includes the usual suspects (Into the Gloss, Man Repeller, the Cut, Who What Wear, Elin Kling, Sea of Shoes, etc.), but I need fresh blood. New, weird, totally out of my wheelhouse, it’s all welcome. (I also read the National Review and the Daily Mail for news, and that will never change; let’s leave politics out of this conversation.) So. Who—or what?

Today is National Siblings Day, so here’s a little public love for my first loves: little bunny Jane (second from left) and our sib-like cousins Jackie (far left), Nathalie (second from right), and Grace Bliss (far right). (Yours truly is in the middle.) Snapped at Flyaway in the summer of 1990. Not pictured or even born: Marcus, Randolph, and Emily. To infinity!

Today is National Siblings Day, so here’s a little public love for my first loves: little bunny Jane (second from left) and our sib-like cousins Jackie (far left), Nathalie (second from right), and Grace Bliss (far right). (Yours truly is in the middle.) Snapped at Flyaway in the summer of 1990.
Not pictured or even born: Marcus, Randolph, and Emily.
To infinity!

"This is the game. The prize is not money but the good mark that you give to yourself."

Ralph Lauren

"To reassure her he began doing incredible things with the big silver hoops."

"To reassure her he began doing incredible things with the big silver hoops."

Anonymous asked: How to thrive at a party where you don't know anyone (or maybe just the host) and not look painfully uncomfortable?

First, have a cocktail. Then, tell your host(ess) what you just told me : “I don’t know anyone here besides you! Could you introduce me to some of your friends?” Then find common ground, and talk about it: “You live in the East Village? I just had dinner there last night! Have you been to the Mermaid Inn? Those Old Bay french fries!” Play the name game: “My best friend from middle school works there, too. Do you know Bobby Ray Cyrus in the IT department? No, not Billy Ray, although I do like his music…”

And so on and so forth. Still not feeling it? Say your goodbyes, and peace out. No harm, no foul.

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Anonymous asked: I'm turning 21 this year, and want to do something special. Not so over the top, or anything. Maybe a nice dinner (& drinks) and shopping in the city—what would you recommend? Also, TriBeCa Grand Hotel, worth a stay for a night? Thanks in advance. :)

Never stayed at the Tribeca Grand, but if its rooms are anything like its parties, then you will not be disappointed. How about dinner, drinks, and dancing at Acme, a fantasy shopping trip to Bergdorf Goodman, and brunch at Locanda Verde? Happy birthday!

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Anonymous asked: What are your ideas about Tinder? Do you believe one can actually find a real relationship on this phone app?

You can find love (and bitches and douchebags and assholes) pretty much anywhere—at jury duty, on the golf course, in the conference room, via Facebook—so why not Tinder? Don’t overthink it.

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Spending my Sunday morning with En Vogue, and you should, too.

Jim Jams.