I’m in Miami Bitch! With a ton of exclusive Art Basel coverage coming up today and later this week. But 1st we’re kicking it off with FCUK BASEL! The best time we had was jumping parties and walking the street of Wynwood. Shit happening all over, open bars, free food, beats booming through the street. The crazies out in full force.
It started raining, and dudes were ripping their shirts off, we huddled under an over hang and stuffed our faces on Arepas, as good the ones in NYC. Kinda like Soho in the 80’s, crossed with the East Village in the 90’s (except people were nice everywhere, it’s a So Flo thing.) Click to enLarge…
Photos by CityRag.com and Kristen Currier Ludlow
As Rich from Gawker so eloquently points out in his supercut video –
No One Pronounces Rihanna’s Name Right, Except for Rihanna (Maybe)
…WE’RE ALL SAYING IT WRONG! It’s Ree-ANN-a. Nice and crisp and fast-like. Not Ree-AHHHHHHHHH-NA, like you’re from the Hamptons and have all day to say it or something. Anyway, we love Rich’s bouncy edits and how Riri cuts the reporter off with “But, YEAH” at the end – like, duh… Rihanna Knows Her Own Name
Justin Bieber and Rihanna Hook Up Photos
Rihanna’s First 10 Tattoos
Rihanna Gets Blunted
Or anyone who loves NY, eating, people watching and great deli’s…
Katz’s: Autobiography of a Delicatessen
Photographer Baldomero Fernandez spent 9 months shooting Katz’s Deli with unprecedented access by the owners. The result is a wonderful book filled with delicious photos that tell the story of this legendary landmark, and visually taps the deep connection between food and life in New York City. This is a book you will leave out to share with others and nibble on throughout the year. More at Amazon and Bauer and Dean Publishers. A bargain at $39.95, with over 600 photos, it’s thicker than a Katz’s pastrami sandwich.
Interview with the author on Bon Appetite
Photos by Baldomero Fernandez
Justin Bieber’s Twitter rant continued yesterday with a load of new thoughts on the same shit. Dude, we get that life sucks, it’s all fake, and nobody understands, but the Tweet-speak is staring to sound kinda maniacal. Maybe see a therapist or talk to a friend or something…
rumors rumors and more rumors. nothing more nothing less. might talk about them 1 day. rt now im just gonna be positive. cant bring me down. im focused on the good things in life. im blessed and not forgetting it. im giving back every day for it. cant phase me. fake stories to sell papers i guess are part of the job. but im a good person. i know that. u cant tell me different. we know the truth as long as my family, friends, and fans r with me u can say whatever. we are all equal in God’s eyes & we have a responsibility to each other. So make up stories about fake fines and make no mention of the positive. or say when i came out of my show with my shirt off because after performing for 2 hours i might be sweaty i was going into a club (really?) or any girl i stand next to is my girl or that i dont care, or that i dont feel, or that a 19 year old going to a club in europe is wild.and be careful of the judgement u pass but know this…im only judged by one power, and i serve him. so yeah I will continue being me. i will continue to serve, to perform, to care, to love, to smile, to dance, to play, to sing…and u are welcome to join, because i carry no hate. We got to much love for that. Im about the music.
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Wow. Thank you so much to everyone who’s sent condolences and notes of inspiration by email, comments on Dlisted, or just through yer hearts. You people are fcking awesome.
One last shot of Buddy in his final dayz, tumors and all, sleeping happily with his motley crew (Gidget and Ty.) Sweet dreams.
We’ll be back tomorrow, with a new weekly feature called “Wonder Dogs” dedicated to urban rescues in Bud’s honor. Thanks again. Rock on y’all.
A note to long time readers – Buddy the Wonder Dog has passed away. He was 20 years old and a happy pappy to the end. My partner and I adopted him from a NYC shelter shortly after Sept 11 2001. He needed us, and we needed him. He was tough and unruly, and we loved him all the more for it.
When CityRag first started in 2004, Buddy’s life as a New York City rescue dog was a big part of the site. He was often recognized on streets of the East Village, competed on Gawker, and had some awesome fans. As his health slid I stopped posting about him. Blogging can change your relationship to things and I wanted to keep it real with him. Or maybe I just didn’t want to blog his decline. Buddy was an amazing dog – sweet, funny, loyal, always up for an adventure, and a badass to the end. Thanks for loving him with us.
We’ll never forget you Buddy…