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February 2010

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London Fashion Week Is Susan Sorandom

February 26, 2010

For the past five days I’ve been covering London Fashion Week for Vice. When I first moved to London, fashion week (or as I like to call it, Free Drinks Week) was really exciting. All the shows and parties seemed so elicit and cool, and everywhere you turned there was free champagne, fancy canapés and hot male models. Now, post global economic breakdown, free drinks are few and far between, and the goody bags at shows have things like key…

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Naked

February 22, 2010

Still from film by Matthew Stone Valentines: Eww. Gross. Whatever. Being a single loser, I originally planned to spend V-Day weekend at home alone, jerking off to a gay emo porno I recently purchased. However, despite my potent feelings of gloom, I somehow managed to have a surprisingly nice weekend. And by nice I really mean naked (which are basically synonymous in my book). Spent Saturday night in my friend Matthew Stone’s studio, shooting a short film which—like the majority…

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A Life Of Anarchy: Mike Lesser Interview

February 18, 2010

I don’t normally post stuff like this, but I figured it was time for a change. I recently interviewed one of the coolest dudes ever—the political activist, journalist, and mathematical philosopher, Mike Lesser. Lesser was a key contributor to the highly influential anarchist newspaper, The International Times, founded in the 60’s. He also worked on super computers at NASA for a while, and just generally did lots of cool shit like run around naked and cause trouble. I interviewed him…

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Confusion

February 15, 2010

Pic @ Ellen Rogers Do you ever feel like a spectator? Like life is just this stupid performance going on around you, and the more you try and make sense of things the weirder and more alien it all becomes? Sometimes I feel like I’ve wandered into a dream, too vague and exotic to be interpreted. I arrive home at noon. In the living room I find Kerri and some guys I’ve never met strung-out in a heap on the…

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A Day In The Life

February 11, 2010

I wake up. It’s 10 AM and freezing. It’s always freezing in this stupid squat—probably something to do with the fact that we have no gas, thus rely on those shitty, electric space heaters for warmth. Whatever, I think to myself, and roll over to find Bunny half asleep next to me, covered in cum. “Fuck,” he moans, staring down at his crotch. “I had another wet dream. This was my last pair of underwear.” I ask him what he…

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Obsession

February 8, 2010

I’m in love with every boy. Literally. Lately I fall in love more often than I take a shower. I’m constantly procuring new male obsessions–most of whom I barely know beyond a drunken encounter in nightclub or a vague internet friendship (and by ‘vague’ I mean we’ve never actually met, I just randomly discovered them during one of my extensive Facebook stalking sessions). You see, I’m currently trying out this new thing where I refrain from having casual sex with…

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Kid

February 3, 2010

Meet my new friend – the male escort and all-around sexual deviant, Kid. Kid is a 19-year-old philosophy student from London. He’s a skinny punk who somehow managed to turn out totally weird and erudite despite the fact that his entire family is super ghetto. A lover of extreme, fucked-up and illogical sexual experiences, recently Kid’s malignant sexual curiosity has led him to the oldest profession on earth. Why do I know so many hookers? Hi Kid! How would you…

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Babysitting

February 1, 2010

Pic @ The Saudis I woke up yesterday morning to a phone call from my boss. His nanny was sick and he needed me to fill in looking after his four year old daughter, Emily. I was hesitant at first. I babysat a bit back in high school, but that was before I developed a casual alcohol dependency, the need to eat out of garbage bins and a circle of friends whom I can only describe as utterly repulsive human…

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