PeSuit and Tie

  what i'm reading... continuing the fabulous bergdorf blondes , just in time as i did a touch up with my blonde hair, got a trim,  and  bought some purple shampoo. no brassiness this summer. what i'm listening to... sib and i went to a siniša vuco  concert on saturday. for the people not aware of this singer, vuco created numerous drunk hits every croatian is born to know. he mixes rock and roll and balkan folk and often features folk singers from different regions like ana bekuta and halid be š li ć . one may associate vuco with breaking their glass cups and ripping their t shirt while drunk, semi-vulgar and trashy, but there's an art in mixing two genres that rarely ever mix. and to my knowledge, only vuco has done it so successfully - he is a household name.  here's some vuco top hits i urge you to add to your drunk nite out playlist. some are classic hits; some are super niche:   šta je,  šta je rajske kočije volim narodno sanja volim piti i ljubi...

  what i'm reading... new book alert! i'm reading plum sykes's   bergdorf blondes. an early 2000s chick lit about park avenue princesses with the perfect cbk hair. it's a great piggyback on the recent book i read on department stores (when women ran fifth avenue), and great way to prepare the advent of the devil wears prada 2  (i am both nervous and excited. hollywood better not ruin my holy grail!). what i'm watching... does cars 2 on mute count at the hotel in hoboken? what i'm listening to... the  soundtrack  to my new jersey trip  consisted of various 2000s songs, (every and any genre), nyc-related soundtrack songs (such as crazy - alanis morissette; radiowave - leslie mills), the current pop hits (rose gray, harry styles, kesha, justin bieber, fcukers). this playlist guarantees late city nights stay energized.

  books of the week i finished reading last week's new yorker  issue, as well as various npr  articles. i follow their app as my news source, so when i'm having breakfast or doing notes at work, i can even listen to the articles. here's another article from the new yorker that caught my attention:  are critics too nice?  perhaps we do need to be harsher with pop music of today. do we hear this bizarre shit circulating the internet? i'm talking nursery rhyme bullshit (abcdefu), and mediocre cash grabs (tortured poets dept - try and dox me). shall i start from myself - when i share music i'm listening to weekly? i could monetize my inner hater into a career of professional critic ... i also read a quirky chick lit romance called julie and romeo  about two sixty year olds floral shop rivals - turned lovers, at the demise of their grown children. it's cute, quirky, and refreshing. with the obvious shakespearean sentiments. we're forced to look away from growing...