Showing posts with label wishlist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wishlist. Show all posts

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Bike Porn!



Small road bikes suitable for short women are rarer than a smiling Olsen in a buffet line, so when we found the c. 1984 Fuji 450 SE pictured above on a popular online auction site last year, we knew we had to have it. Like the pricey Terry brand of 'bikes for women,' the Fuji 450 SE featured a slightly smaller front tire that somehow--through the same laws of physics and illusion at work at the Santa Cruz Mystery Spot--make the bike easy for wee women like us to straddle without incident. Despite the fact that we paid a song for the bike, it actually came to us in near perfect stock condition (huzzah!). Naturally, though, our aging hipster aesthetic sensibilities compelled us to swap out both the stock saddle and drop handlebars for Brooks components and mustache bars (which, even to our surprise, are more comfortable than drops and straight bars).

With another car-free Fall approaching, we're thinking seriously about investing in some sexy woodgrain fenders and bike spats to keep our petite bums and ankles dry on the road this year. We're also really enamored with the CETMA flatbed racks, which we feel might usefully permit us to carry less on our ailing backs. And although we totally don't need woodgrain rims, we think they're an essential part in making our bike ultimately look like a rolling log jammer ride (i.e., awesome!).


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Sunday, July 11, 2010

Bravo Appreciates Art Like It's 1984!


While I never expected Bravo's newest competition reality show, Work of Art, to be anything more than an Andy Cohen-approved showcase of lame pop culture references and unfounded smugness, I was brought to uproarious laughter last week when resident sorority girl-cum-artisté Jaclyn found herself swimming in a sea of praise from the hackneyed committee of NYC art wonk judges. In her absurdly cliched collection of photographs of anonymous men looking at her bronzed, tumid fun sacks as they walked past her on the street, the judges found an 'impressive' and 'successful' effort to subvert the so-called 'male gaze'--a chestnut of an idea about as interesting and revolutionary to artists and intellectuals as Myspace is to teenagers. Perhaps next week she will subvert capitalism by setting fire to dollar bills taped to an Audi? Viva la revolucion, Bravo.

(Please find below selections from my current fine art wishlist ~ in case you're wondering what it takes, creatively, to please an old crank like me.)

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