Karl Lagerfeld – Humanity’s Antagonist

History has shown us that you can be a genius and a monster at the same time.  We have examples of the various perversions and mutations of the genius, but I am guessing that genius or not, the monster part is actually more rooted in insecurities.  A genius should be confident in his abilities and talents.  An evil genius may have come by the “genius” title accidentally and his insecurities of being “found out” have caused him to become a notorious asshole.  When you are a monster, no one bothers to get close enough to find out that you are really just an insecure man guarding the secret that he is merely average.  But David Rakoff (as always) says it best.

“All of the designers I have met up to this point have been very nice, although upon being introduced to Karl Lagerfeld, he looks me up and down and dismisses me with the not super-kind, “What can you write that hasn’t been written already?”

He’s absolutely right, I have no idea. I can but try. The only thing I can come up with right now is that Lagerfeld’s powdered white ponytail has dusted the shoulders of his suit with what looks like dandruff but isn’t.  Not having undergone his alarming weight loss yet, seated on a tiny velvet chair, with his large doughy rump dominating the miniature piece of furniture like a loose, flabby, ass-flavored muffin over-risen from its pan, he resembles a Daumier caricature of some corpulent, overfed, inhumane oligarch drawn sitting on a commode, stuffing his greedy throat with the corpses of dead children, while from his other end he shits out huge, malodorous piles of tainted money. How’s that for new and groundbreaking, Mr. L.?”
David Rakoff, Don’t Get Too Comfortable: The Indignities of Coach Class, The Torments of Low Thread Count, The Never-Ending Quest for Artisanal Olive Oil, and Other First World Problems

Music Friday – What Is In My Ears


I need to go to the gym.  For me, it is less about how I look and much more about how I feel when I regularly go to the gym.  My head feels clear.  Yes, I feel stronger and look a bit leaner, but mostly, my head feels clear.  You see, I have found the secret formula for not just my survival, but the key to my happiness:  regular physical activity.  I have learned little trick to make it very convenient to get regular exercise.  I belong to the gym closest to either my home or work and I keep new upbeat silly pop music on my gym playlist.  I am always looking for newness that I can run to (send any suggestions my way).  Here is a partial list of what I hope keeps me moving:

New Music Fridays!

Right now, this song is everything. If I have headphones on, this song is playing. This video is everything. One take.  Early 90’s inspired clothes and dance moves.  Kiesza “Hideaway”

If you want to go deep, she has an acoustic cover of Haddaway’s “What is Love?” out there.

This song and video just makes me feel good. I can’t wait for summer.  Duke Dumont “I Got U”

I can’t lie. I have been wearing out Kylie Minogue’s new album. It is exactly what we need: fun pop music.  Kylie Minogue “I Was Gonna Cancel”

Long weekends, late nights, fun parties.  Kylie Minogue “Into The Blue”

It came from here, 20 years ago this year.  Beastie Boys “Sabogage”

This is my secret personal anthem when I am sitting on the train surrounded by business people and tourists with their rolling suitcases.  It’s true.  I am not their kind of people.  Garbage “We Are Not Your Kind Of People”

What are you listening to right now?  What is inspiring you to get up and move?  Le me know.  Tel me all about it.

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Rear View Mirror – My Week in Review

It started snowing last night and by the time my coworkers and I left the restaurant, there was enough stuck to the city streets to watch people do ridiculously reckless things with their cars on Madison street.  On the way to the train station, I witnessed a car slide into another car, both drivers get out, inquired as to each other’s physical condition, apologized, and told each other good luck and be careful.  So Seattle.  I took a few photos of the snow, but it was dark and it was still snowing, so they just came out blurry.  Plus, everyone has seen snow (that is a gentle reminder to a few facebook friends).  I will see if I can get a few today, if they seem interesting and different.  We have to go retrieve a car from a hotel parking garage and do the Sunday shopping.  My look for the day will be called “He Finally Has A Legit Reason To Wear Those Rubber Boots.” 

Today is my grandfather’s birthday, he would have been 94.  A lot of people live to be 94 now, but he died at a far-too-young 68.  Seems unfair.


Name:  Ivan Selmer Parker
Birth: Feb. 9, 1920
Death: May 18, 1988 (68)
 Burial: Miller-Woodlawn Memorial Park Bremerton Washington, USA

Social Security Number:  537-03-8042

I remember that he had this strange way of floating on his back in the lake, his feet sticking out of the water, his hands slowly moving back and forth. It was sort of like treading water, sort of like floating on his back, but very casual. I try to recreate that floating when I am in the lake each summer, but I don’t have it exactly right because his head was sort of sticking up out of the water and he could hold conversations. I remember once, when my sister and I were very young, he was tucking us into our sleeping bags out at the lake house and my sister wanted to sleep in her socks. He told her that if she wore her socks to bed that her toes would rot off, jokingly. We laughed and laughed. I wish I could write down every single thing I remember about him, I probably will over time. I want to write it all down so I remember it all, forever.

I will keep looking for more information and adding it when I find it, but he has very little internet presence, no obituary or anything like that.  I guess if I joined that family tree website, I could find things…

This week on Waldina, I celebrated the birthdays of James Dean, Jack Lemmon, Ramon Novarro and Elaine Stritch. I also added Charlie Chaplin’s Modern Times to the “Required Viewing” film list and openly confessed my obsession with the 1970s detective TV show Columbo.

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Most Popular Post: Happy Birthday Jack Lemmon

This week on Wasp & Pear on tumblr, I covered the topics that are de riguer: classic Hollywood photographs, vintage Seattle photographs, photographs of abandoned places and the art of Warhol, Lichtenstein and Klee.  I also celebrated the birthdays of James Michener and Norman Rockwell as well as celebrated the reopening of Bauhaus Books & Coffee.

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Most Popular Post: West Side Story: Original Broadway Cast Album (still, I know)

This week over on RRCD, the Tumblr blog I manage for all of Rick’s paintings, I posted three new paintings and added a link to his ETSY page for sales. I will be posting all new photographs taken with a considerably better quality camera. You should check out The Art of Ricardo Romero Cortez Duque and follow him if you are a tumblr type.

This week on @TheRealSPA on twitter, I apparently appreciated my @UBER ride more than I remember and declared my love for it on Friday. #HomeSafe I tweeted an Instagram photo of the crowds at Westlake Station after the @Seahawks parade (it was crazy). #12thMan #700000thMan I (tried) to remind everyone that @Oprah told us YERS AGO to stop using our phones while driving. #HandsFree I tweeted a lot of photos of Rick’s paintings.

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Thanks + Giving

Today is Thanksgiving Day.

Although the Thanksgiving festivities celebrated by the Pilgrims and a tribe of Wampanoag Indians happened in 1621, it wasn’t until 1789 that the newly sworn-in President George Washington declared, in his first presidential proclamation, a day of national “thanksgiving and prayer” for that November.

I spend a lot of time thinking about how I want things to be better for myself and I end up focusing on what is wrong instead of what is right.  I have a little trick I use to keep myself in check when I can think I am getting too focused on what is wrong with my life:  charity.  After a bad day at work, I go to the gym and run it all out (others at work stress-eat and drink), then when I get home, I donate some money to a charity.  My Kiva account speaks volumes (more than I should here) about bad work days.  I have also noticed that when I have a bad day, I smile at strangers more.  I know it is because I am trying to combat the angry feelings and not spread the mood onto the unsuspecting and undeserving general population.  In fact, I think that I am trying in a small way to make someone’s day better.

We all have a lot of great parts of our lives, but we tend to only focus on the parts that are not going exactly as we would like, it is in our nature to focus on problems and pass over the smooth-running bits.  Today, try and remember a few things for which you are thankful.  I could type out a list of things and share it, but it should be personal.

Tomorrow is one of the largest shipping days of the year where people get up early to fight angry crowds to buy things that are so drastically discounted, that if they actually need them is secondary.  I would love for everyone to consider shopping local as often as possible.  Supporting small business owners is how we can ensure that each city and neighborhood had it’s own feel.  Also, check out ETSY for unique handmade items.  The seller may not be local to where you are, but they are still a small business.  It is not always possible to shop local for everything, so when you are shopping on Amazon.com, consider using Amazon Smile.  Amazon donates 0.5% of the price of your eligible AmazonSmile purchases to the charitable organization of your choice.  You pay the same price for all the products you were already going to buy, but now your favorite charity gets some help.  Absolutely painless.  You can search by the charities name or by your city.  You can change the charity every time you shop and help all the charities you want.  My default charity is always Lifelong AIDS Alliance, but I will also support the food banks in Mason and Thurston Counties.  There are museums, public radio stations, local places of worship, everything.  Simply choose your charity and then bookmark your  Amazon Smile homepage and use it every time you shop.

Coco Chanel – Words To Live By


“Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening.”  – Coco Chanel

Sophia Loren – Words To Live By


A woman’s dress should be a like a barbed-wire fence: serving its purpose without obstructing the view.Sophia Loren

The sleeper must awaken

mars horizon

I’ll miss the sea,
but a person needs new experiences.
They jar something deep inside,
allowing him to grow.
Without change
something sleeps inside us,
and seldom awakens.
The sleeper must awaken.

- Duke Leto Atreides “Dune”

It is something we forget, well, I know I forget:  Change Is Good.  It means growth is happening, osmosis, evolution, adaption.  It means you are learning, that you are not set in your ways or stuck in a rut, that you are playing an active role in your lives and making active decisions that are based on your thinking now and not your thinking then.  It’s smart, it’s youthful.  It’s Friday.  Do something this weekend to remind yourself that you are alive.  Fuck Shit Up!  Even if it is as seemingly mundane as rearranging the drawer where you keep your flatware, your forks don’t have to be there just because they always have.  I mean what are you afraid of?  What worries you? It doesn’t always have to be bricks through bank windows and getting a tattoo.  Personalize it.  Make some part of this weekend yours.