During a drunken moment Shia LaBeouf must have agreed to be seen in public with Ashton Kutcher. The duo was spotted at an LA Lakers game, last weekend.
Neither the fur on her coat or the hair on her head really belongs to comic Monique. And that's just sad. When Monique looks in the mirror, you know she pretends she's Niecy Nash.
Eva Longoria is a D-lister with a capital "D." She offends all my senses. Hopefully the next scalp stripped for a coat will be her own.
Seriously. Does Rumer Willis not have friends? Is there no one to tell her she is the spitting image of Adam Brody whenever she wears a beanie or shades?
Eat your heart out, Fergie! Jansport is launching a series of backpacks, messenger bags and 22" expandable uprights featuring limited-edition designs by artist Julie West in April 2008. West's work is currently on display at Subtext in San Diego, and will also be included at Cartoon Madness 3 in Georgia, in March.
In 2006, Julie designed these nifty skateboard decks to promote X Games 12, which was sponsored by Taco Bell. To see more of her fanciful artwork, visit her website.
Reeeow! The claws certainly come out when Johnny Weir gets talking about his rival, Evan Lysacek, in anticipation of this week's U.S. Figure Skating Championships in Minnesota. Notice how they both end up flashing devil horns at the cameras? I guess Johnny and Evan are not that different afterall! As for the final results, the championship went to Lysacek who had more points after the free skate.

Natalie Portman, a vegetarian for the past 17 years, has a new leather-free shoe line out through Te' Casan. Recently turned vegan, Natalie says using fur and leather is "unnecessary, and cruelty against animals makes any fashion ugly."
Chúc Mừng Năm Mới! Lunar new year means orchid and Chinese mum sales. Juicy clementines. Dragon dances. Vietnamese sandwiches. Red envelopes filled with dollar bills. Neighborhood festivals. A trip to the temple to pray to Buddha and Guanyin for prosperous new year. Happiest wishes to you for a healthy and happy 2008.
U.S. Congress filed a petition with the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, last week, to list the polar bear as "threatened." This is the first step towards an endangered status for the bears. A scientist from the U.S. Geological Survey presented research that in the next 50 years the polar bear population could decline by two thirds due to its melting habitat from global warming. Another critical issue facing the bears' habitat is that the United States Interior department is currently considering leasing 30 million acres in the Chuckchi Sea for oil and gas drilling. Drilling will not only devastate the bears' habitit, but may lead to large-scale oil spills. One way or another it seems humans are determined to mess things up for Alaska's animal residents.
Designer streetwear is a crock of shit created for bitchmade jackoffs too scared to decide what's cool for themselves. I don't give a fuck if you like shoes or fancy shirts; what's stupid is that this whole style jacked from poor kids in the 'hood trying to rock fly shit is now some bullshit bourgeois style pandering to rich white mediocre skaters who daydream about doing graffiti somewhere besides their shitty notebooks.
I don't give a fuck about people paying way too much money for bullshit designer crap per se; what annoys me is how this shit wants to put up some front of being down with the "streets." It's not even on a 'hood level -- it's just straight-up "Hey, rich kids! Let's earn Cool Kid Points with overpriced limited-edition footwear made by small hands in Third World countries!" If these jackasses really wanted to make "streetwear," that shit would actually be affordable so kids who don't drive to the city just to buy this bullshit could wear it. But no; these motherfuckers want to slap some ridiculous price tag on their bullshit clothing, probably some turquoise shirt with a hot-pink font jacked from a fucking shitty Hobie T-shirt I wore in second grade. Real cool, cocksmoke. Streetwear is fucking talltees and stunnas, not the latest pair of pink-and-green dunks designed by some bitchmade little fuck from Santa Monica who loves classic Freshjive design and thought wearing JNCO ten years ago was cool.
First there was Daniel Henney straight out of America--white dad, adopted Korean mom. He burst onto the scene on a popular Korean TV comedy and charmed the nation. Then came Dennis O'Neill. Dennis Oh, as his fans call him, has the looks, but not the charm...and certainly not the acting skills of Daniel Henney. But he has a nice head of hair, and often times that does it for me. Here is Mr. Oh's new magazine spread just in time for Valentine's Day. To see his fashion shoot in progress, watch here. Dennis says "happy new year" at the end of the video and his Korean ain't half bad!

Last week I whined about Will Ferrell's new movie and how he's been playing the same character over and over. Well, last night I dreamt I was in a large room with about 100 people taking aerobic lessons from none other than Will Ferrell himself. He was at the front of the room wearing his Semi-Pro sweatband in his mass of curls. "Kick! Two, three, four. Cross legs over. KICK! Two three four," he shouted as we all tried to move in unison. Alas, I couldn't keep up. I'm sure there's a lesson here somewhere.
Ricky Martin showed the world how it's done at Puerto Rico's Las Fiestas de la Calle San Sebastian, this past weekend. Puerto Rico honored its native son for his charitable and civic work, including that of the foundation that bears his name, which operates in defense of abused children. San Sebastian National Prizes are awarded to individuals and institutions that have made significant contributions to education, the arts and culture of Puerto Rico. On being honored at the lively 4-day street festival, Martin said:
In East Asia, hair and horror movies go together like cops and donuts. If you've got a killer female ghost on your hands, she'll most likely be rocking a head of 4-foot long tangled black hair. My favorite in the genre is Korea's Wig (2005), which follows the transformation of a cancer patient after her sister gives her a possessed wig. So I was none too surprised to hear about Exte, the new Japanese flick about killer hair extensions. Exte stars Battle Royale/Kill Bill actress, Chiaki Kuriyama. Horroryearbook.com says, "If you are grossed out by hair in drains or other places, this film will unnerve you." I say if you are NOT grossed out by hair in drains and other places, there is something wrong with you.
Bloc Party's album Silent Alarm debuted in 2005 and holds its own today, but makes me feel really nostalgic for 1994. Two beauties from this album include This Modern Love (featured in Daewon Song's Skate More video) and So Here We Are (which rivals any ditty by Ride or the Stone Roses).


Word. Everybody Loves an Asian boy by Clement Hanami
Bruce Monkey by Cuteyspoo Toys
The Dragon by Greg Storey
With Indiana Jones' public relations machine working overtime, I'm starting to feel that I don't even need to see his new movie. I'll just read the plot on Movie Spoiler and call it a day.
The most recent proclamation from Crystal Skull producers is that Shia LaBeouf will not play Indiana's son, but rather his lover--I mean, his sidekick. We all know after Short Round there can be no other sidekick, thank you very much.
Comcast has launched a year-long non-partisan voter campaign aimed at U.S. minority communities. The Asian American voter campaign, co-partnered by The Asian & Pacific Islander American Vote, includes entertainers Lou Diamond Phillips, Tamlyn Tomita (who is the hotness), Will Yun Lee, and the CHOs...John and Margaret. See their video here.
Say nihao to Summer Olympics 2008 mascots Beibei, Jingjing, Huanhuan, Yingying, and Nini. These five little sprites represent the 5 colors of the Olympic rings and a whole lot of other stuff that totally goes over my head. Beijing's Summer Olympics will be held August 8-24, 2008. To read more about the real Olympic mascots, visit their official website here.
I'm totally weirded out by men's fashion magazines. But I'm intrigued by high-end art magazines with heavy cardstock covers, so I had to flip through Man About Town at the bookstore, today. Man About Town (really barfy title) is high-end to the point where it makes GQ look like Ladies Home Journal. How beautiful is cover boy Ryan Phillippe?
A dreamy little sequence from Lakai's long awaited skate video, "Fully Flared."
I'm not going to lie. When I first saw Aaron "Angry Woebot" Martin's signature panda on a pair of DC shoes, I thought it was an angry kitty. Now more familiar with his artwork I can wholeheartedly say it creates emotions of satisfaction and bliss, much like unwinding with a freezy pop on a sizzling summer day.
Woebot's portfolio of paintings, sketches, shirts, and toys may be described as urban, graphic, humourous and slightly angry. Waxing philosophic about art and life, the native Hawaiian says, "I live with no regrets, because I feel that everyone has to walk the gauntlet to feel pain, love and loss. It's what you go through that makes everything fall into place."

Angry Woebot is currently part of the KICKS exhibit at Subtext in San Diego and the Stan Lee retrospective at the Museum of Comic and Cartoon Art in New York City.