MY NAME IS ________

natti vogel

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s fun weird songs appeared on the

playlist

for nemo and just last week i met him in person for the first time and nearly had to put my sunglasses on because of the head-to-toe skin-tight shiny gold getup he donned {and of course his shiny personality}. natti sings songs about things like unconditional love, brown rice, and brooklyn. if you're in the city, check out his upcoming shows at

spectrum

 {feb. 20} and at the

bureau of general services-queer division

{feb. 28}.

-

yeh!

photos

miyazaki

natti: ling wang, styled by samantha sleeper

justin: amos mac

xi'an

bean curd

p.s. this feature is inspired by bleubird vintage's

want, need, wear, read

feature. 

it is great. go look at it.

STYLISH PEOPLE IN BROOKLYN

last week i shot a few stylish people on the street for brooklyn exposed in preparation for brooklyn fashion weekend which is {i think??} next week. as you may know, style does not run in my family or in my closet or anywhere in the vicinity of me because why spend money on shoes when you can spend it on matcha green tea powder and black sesame seeds? so this photo series was a bit of a challenge... 

-yeh!

prime meats

this is what a perfect little lunch after a perfect snowy stroll through adorable carroll gardens looks like. that there pasta is a fancy schmancy version of what a fictional austrian version of me would have housed in lieu of mum's mac & cheese on a regular basis during the great growth spurt of year 11. gruyère + spätzle. hello, thing-that-i-would-normally-feel-guilty-about-eating-but-am-not-because-you-have-a-fancy-name-that-contains-an-umlaut. and the bacon? i hate to break it to you, every slice of bacon that might be reading this, but the bacon at prime meats was *wait for it while i re-consider all the other bacons i've ever had* the best bacon i've ever had. it was so thick and crunchy and crumble/melt-in-your-mouth-y. the calories don't count because they were pre-burned off on the walk there.

meg {wore amazing earrings} and had the burger. i was too taken by my bacon to ask to sneak a bite {!} but, my, did it look good, i may have to get one next time.

also included in my first prime meats experience: great sinus-clearing sweet mustard + great service. 

i am an immediate fan of this place. i will surely need to try it for dinner soon.

-yeh!

prime meats: 465 court street, at luquer street. carroll gardens, brooklyn. 

rucola

on an extremely frigid cold morning {as many of them seem to be these days}, meg and i sat down in our sweaters for eggs and hot coffee and the perfect dilemma called what should we be when we grow up?

we were at rucola, a wonderful little neighborhood restaurant. it's the only storefront on its block of brownstones and i've been wanting to try it since i moved to the borough. oh, was it delightful in exposed brick and natural lighting and pretty bathroom glory! i had the squishiest, doughiest, most comforting breakfast sammie of the egg/mortadella/fontina/pistachios variety, and meg had a risotto cake hidden under a plate of arugula. how she didn't get that arugula stuck in her teeth, i will never know.

-yeh!