What & Why:
Every day, Ana shows up on my door wearing a new wig. It's become this tiny thing that I look forward to in the morning- trying to guess what hairstyle she'll sport next.
What's behind her decision of what hair to wear? Is it inspired by someone she spotted on the subway? Maybe her favorite tenelovela character wore the hairstyle in a particularly important scene? Or perhaps being in the "Land of the Free" means you can even afford to buy a whole new hair texture, color, style; and she relishes on her newfound ability to choose.
Even though I've always frowned upon these over-the-top artificial additions to one's body for the sake of beauty, I kind of envy Ana in that sense. She has the ability to slip into a different skin with every hairstyle she chooses; she gets to bring out all these different layers within herself.
When she wears her brunette Kate Gosselin short 'do she becomes feistier, sassier than her regular self. With the long blonde tresses she's suddenly more delicate, and won't be willing to do the more difficult and uncomfortable tasks that her job requires.
Oddly enough, my biggest question is what's under the wig? What, and who could Ana be hiding under her synthetic locks? I wonder what it would be like to to open up the door one morning and find Ana wearing her natural hair. I wonder who she'll be when she's being herself.
- 2 packs of gold safety pins - The packs I bought brought 4 different sizes of pins (these are a lot better because you can play with the different sizes and widths of the pins to create different textures; each pack brought 175 pins, but I ended up using roughly 1 and a half packs).
- Jacket/Shirt/Skirt - Whatever it is you want to work on. Just make sure the fabric is heavy enough to support the weight of the pins.
- Small pillow/cushion - I used it to put my jacket on it, to keep the fabric stretched and to make it easier to work on the back of the jacket.
- Colored wooden pencil - To trace the design onto the fabric.
- (optional) Masking Tape/ Thimble - To make sure you won't poke your fingers with the pins, you can wrap masking tape on your index finger and thumb. If you can be careful enough, then you can overlook this.
- Mod Podge Gloss Lustre 4 Oz. - Mod Podge is an awesome glue + sealer + finish. It makes the glitter stick while it gives it a shiny and glossy finish.
- Glitter - I used 2 main color bottles: purple and a medley of all colors. Since I purchased a case that had 5 other colors, I also splashed a bit of white, green, and silver as well. Keep in mind you can use any glitter you can find, but the results will be a lot better if you get the finer glitter flakes instead of thicker ones.
- Sand paper / Nail Files - It's good to polish the surface of the shoe before you apply the Mod Podge. Sand paper would be the best thing to use, but since I didn't have any at home I used 2 big nail files instead, and they did the trick.
- Masking Tape - Since I was just painting selected areas of my boots, I used the masking tape to cover the areas I didn't want to be painted (including the heels).
- Grocery Plastic Bags - You'll use them to stuff them in your shoes so no glitter gets inside them, also this helps keep them stiff while you're putting on the Mod Podge.
- Medium-sized Paint Brush
- Small container - This is where you'll mix the glitter and the glue, so pick a container that's disposable. If you can't find a disposable one, you can use a small Tupperware container and line it with aluminum foil so the glue mix doesn't get in contact with the container.
- Newspaper - To line your work area: working with glitter can get messy, so you don't want to ruin your work surface.
- Old Shoes - I used these Cowboy Boots I had stored in my closet, but you can use any shoe you want to renew (flats, heels, sandals, boots, etc). The only thing it needs is to be faux leather, patent, or any surface that's smooth. I don't know how well this would work on cloth.
- (Optional) Plastic gloves - If you want to be extra careful in preventing any glue or glitter of getting in your hands. I used mine at the beginning but as I went along I realized I didn't really need them; it's your choice.
- (Optional) X-acto Knife - To help remove any masking tape that could get stuck on the shoes once you are finished with the project.
Step 1: After lining your work area with the newspapers, use the sand paper (or in my case, the nail files) to file through the entire surface you're covering with glitter. This helps the glue stick better.
Here are the tutorials I based these off of- both are awesome Style and DIY blogs, so also check out their other entries!: Syl and Sam: Tutorial Inspired by Glitter Litas and Pixie in Pumps: Glitter Shoes
I've always been a devotee of DIY (Do It Yourself) and Crafts projects. I love creating things: the therapeutic feeling of the process, the sense of using your hands as the incredible tools they were meant to be, the satisfaction of having a tangible product of your work...! The creations you get to wear are specially cool because not only are they unique, but they also make great conversation starters.
- Shanghai is a HUGE city. Must be more than 5 times the size of New York.
- Clothes are left out to dry outside the windows.
- Architecture wise, Shanghai is an incredible sight to behold. Futuristic + gravity defying skyscrapers.
- 1 hour Chinese foot and back massage for 15 dollars, including tip. #Winning
- Beds are made from granite. Not really, but it feels that way- they're super firm. It's like sleeping on a chopping block.
- Motorcycles drive on the sidewalk, and you have to be very careful not to get hit by one.
- Eating with chopsticks is giving me carpal tunnel, but by God I'll master this by the time I get to NYC! (This was written on our first day there. By now, I'm a master of the chopsticks. Mission Accomplished, past Gloria!)
- Shanghai grows upward: all buildings are at least 10 stories, made to accommodate their huge population.
- Drivers wear white gloves
- When an actor plays dead in China, they give them a red envelope with some money inside of it for good luck
- Pork is a food group in China
- Shanghai is the true city of lights: all buildings have colored light outlines or some sort of special lighting set up- even residential buildings. Imagine Times Square, but if instead of being in just one corner, it spanned throughout the whole city. Yep, that massive.
- Black + Latino people are so rare in China that people literally went up to us to take pictures. I should've gotten a shirt that said "I'm huge in China", and I wouldn't be lying :P
- China is a shoe fetishist's dream. Funky, colorful designs, and dirt cheap! 4-5 dollars a pair.
- For all the things the Chinese have invented, it shocks me they haven't mastered refrigeration. To find a cold drink is a miracle. Even though they claim that cold beverages are bad for your digestion (which is true)... I don't care! It's hot as hell and all I want is an ice cold Coke
- The Shanghai heat is incomparable to anything else I've ever experienced, and take into consideration I'm from the Caribbean. The hottest day in Santo Domingo feels like a winter breeze when compared to Shanghai's heat.
- This is the first time I've travelled to a place where I had no idea about the language, and it couldn't have felt better. It felt liberating not speaking the same language, and it proves that that's the only barrier standing in our way: all around the world we're human, and we feel the same way; no matter where we come from.
Go to the MET Go to the Museum of Natural History
- Go to the Museum of the Moving Image
- Go to the Bronx Zoo
- Take a row boat at the Central Park lake
Have a picnic at Wave Hill Estate, in the Bronx Go to a Burlesque show Go to at least one Broadway musical Watch at least one theatre play Go to the Opera
- Have the Black Label Burger at Minetta Tavern
- Watch a Drag Queen performance
Minigolf at Governor's Island
- Go to at least one Summerstage concert
- Go to a poetry reading
- Perform a scene from Casablanca for Movieoke
- Visit every NYC Neighborhood
Bike Go to the World Science Festival Street Fair
- Watch a movie at every indie movie theatre (Maysles, Angelika,
Sunshine, IFC Center, BAM Rose, Film Forum, Anthology Film Archives, Zeigfeld) Go to at least one underground indie rock concert Ride the Roosevelt Island Tram
- Get my driver's license
- Write the first draft of my first feature screenplay
Watch a film outdoors at The Piers Watch a film outdoors at The Intrepid Watch a film outdoors at Bryant Park
- Watch all the DVDs in my Criterion Collection
- Read at least one of my film textbooks
Finish an arts and crafts project
Learn how to fish at The Piers
- Shoot a short with my Super 8 cam
Go to the NY Public Library at Bryant Park
“Who needs to edit on a Friday night, when the weather is perfectly nice outside, when we don’t have a deadline…” She glanced at him, mustering all her courage to speak truthfully. “… And when we both have someone to go back to”.
“I know it’s not the right time, but I’m also sure of something else: this… thing we have… You know how I hate static shocks? That’s what you are to me. Just like them, you’re unpredictable, powerful, inevitable: appealing and repelling at the same time. You are like electricity, and in just one touch, you have the power to break me”.
And, automatically, when he's singing me to sleep, you come up again. And so do the tears...
What do I mourn with these tears?
Is it really you that I miss?
In this cold night in the city of my dreams I find myself missing the solitude you made me feel.
In that darkness I found the company of your illusion, and of a not so sane me.
A few years later, a few screws tightened,And a voice that's not even your own
Is capable to take me back to that room, illuminated by a single, crimson bulb,
Where the music blasted as I crawled to bed,
You mirage looking over me...
As it still does when Ben Gibbard sings.
"Why hey there, Mister", she said, arching her back seductively as she noticed me.
"Wow. You're certainly... changed", I said, failing to sound unimpressed.
"Yeah. Have to blend inside this crowd, otherwise I'd be eaten alive", she replied, dropping the act and practicing her favorite hobby: bothering me.
"If you just gave them a chance..."
"...I would like 'em even less", she quickly snaps back.
"You know, you really have a problem with being too judgmental", I say, as a very real joke.
"Aha, I do?", she answers, with a daring smile.
"You missed 4 complete seasons of The O.C.!"
"Low blow! We agreed we were never bringing that up!"
"And now you're addicted!"
"Stop it already!", she pleads, with a laugh.
She could never end things on a high note, so she just blurted it out.
"It won't ever be like this again. I mean, you and me".
"There you go again..."
"I'm sorry, I just... It just never seems to be a right time to discuss this"
"Is there anything to discuss, really?", I ask, defiant, suddenly losing my cool.
She keeps quiet, wisely.
Neither of us moves nor says anything, allowing the issue to be brought to mind again. After analyzing the elaborate excuses we'd practiced so many times before, we agree it's not time yet to discuss them. Maybe our time just expired long ago.
"Um... Sorry, I..."
"No, I'm... I'm sorry; I shouldn't have brought it up".
Another one of our infamous silences fills up the space left from the absence of words. It's like a three course menu: Entree, the silence. Main Course, Uncomfortability. Dessert, Rapid flee. Seconds pass and we're already neck up into the main course. One minute and it was time for dessert.
"Hey, um, listen, I've got to..."
"Oh, yeah, me too, the guys are waiting for me..."
"Ok then, it was, um, nice to see you again"
"Yeah, same here".
And we both flee.
And we both feel a cold stab to our insides, a firm grip to our stomachs.
And we both feel lonely.
So, hold my hand, darling. We're jumping in.