Spontaneity

Spontaneity is a really funny thing, you guys. I feel like when I look at movies or television shows from the 80's or 90's everything was spontaneous and beautiful. And maybe it's just my fantasy that that's how it was. It definitely is a fantasy, but let me have my moment. 

My friend Kiera, who is featured in that glorious selfie you had the privilege of snarking at above, and I recently came to the conclusion that the first three months of our college careers have been trivial. As such, we have absolutely nothing to show for them, except for a few ridiculous photos which were taken at inopportune places at inopportune times. So, in depressed states, we did what anybody would do. We scrolled our social media accounts making ourselves vulnerable to the beautifully filtered pictures of other people having much more fun than we. Why is that? Seriously. Like why the hell does every other person in the world look like they're having that much more fun than I. Why are they so photogenic in drunk selfies? Why do they have coffee with hearts in it? Why is their dorm perfect? And please God tell me why they have a thigh gap. Social media, the technological beauty that has connected us all so easily, is the reason behind depression and low self esteem. Kiera and I looked at each other both knowing what we needed Ben & Jerry's. We grabbed a pint and two spoons and went to work. Twenty minutes later with a food baby, diarrhea, and an empty pint of ice cream, we scrolled Ticketmaster to find that Kate Nash, the happy go lucky British soul singer, was playing at Terminal 5 the next day. We swiped the key to our rapidly dwindling bank accounts and printed out the tickets for the concert the next day hoping a little spontaneity would snap us out of our rut and give us a few good insta's. We were right. Believe it or not, we snuck up on stage with some people Kate picked from the audience and danced with her for a song. Afterwards, she screamed at the top of her deep, deep lungs with us and gave the two of us a ten second long bear hug... it turns out a little spontaneity goes a LONG ass way. 

Inspired by our good fortune and glorious Instagrams, we made a list of things we want to do before freshman year ends. It's long. Like really long. We checked a lot off that night, and we continue to do so. I strongly urge you guys to bring a little spontaneity into your life. It's a beautiful thing, you know? Also make a list of things to do with your friends. I'm realizing as I get older that life is super quick and regret sucks. Do the things now before you regret it. I wish you luck with your list, please wish me luck with mine. 

Cheers, 

Jack

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MOMA

Happy Halloween, everybody! 

So I have some pretty cool ideas in terms of costumes, but I won't be able to show you the final decision until this weekend after tonight and tomorrow night's festivities. I'm sure you'll approve. 

In the meantime, I have some photos from probably my favorite museum in New York--MOMA. I'm a huge fan of art, particularly modern art. I love photography, Andy Warhol and pop art, sculpture, and my favorite artist ever, Jackson Pollock. Here are a few of the pieces you can find at MOMA. I encourage you to stop in when you have a free day or are in New York with an extra hour to kill. They have a student discount too which is such a deal breaker in my opinion. 

Stay Safe, 

Jack 

PS I apologize for the quality of these photos. I only had my iPhone with me.

The Bowtie

So for all of you people who believe the only person who can pull off a non-tux bowtie is still Steve Urkel, I'm here to attempt to convince you otherwise. The bowtie is back, and, let me tell ya, it is here to stay. Since I briefly mentioned tuxedos, I just wanted to say one thing to all of the people reading this right now. A tuxedo MUST have a bowtie. I hate tuxedos and ties. And in the name of sweet baby Jesus, if you're wearing a tux, get your shit together and wear a real bowtie. If you're going to put that much effort into it, don't screw yourself over and wear a clip on, you'll look stupid. I'm talking to you high school prom guys.

Anyway, the bowtie. If anybody has noticed bowties have shrunk substantially since their peak in the last century. They're no longer gigantic bows. They're smaller, chic, and really a lot easier to pull off than you think. My advice on a bowtie is this. Invest in two other than your tuxedo's. You probably won't need too many more than two. Why do I say two? Because you want a solid one, probably blue or red, maybe gray. As for the second one, feel free to experiment. Get a fun pattern--stripes, polka dots, plaid even. Think about the shirts you have before you buy one though. A lot of times, people think stripes and another pattern don't match, but they work more often than you think. Keep to similar color palettes and you'd be surprised how many combinations you can get. Most of you know, I'm a big  J. Crew fan. Hell, I worked there this summer. Well, their fashion director, Gayle Spannaus, is one of the best pattern mixers of all time. She frequently writes company emails for J. Crew, so sign up for the email list if you want great advice from her. 

Basically, I want you guys to try something new. Don't let the past stereotypes mold you and prevent you from changing things up. BE A FUCKIN' MAN. That about wraps it up. In fact, I challenge you men. Because God knows, men like a damn challenge. Next party you have, or event, or whatever. Even if you're just going on a date, try the bowtie. Jeans, a cool shirt, nice pair of shoes, a blazer (try your suit jacket), and the bowtie. Let me know the reaction you get. 

Grow a pair & don't let me down, 

Jack 

That Person

Shirt: J. Crew (Now on sale!), Jeans: Lucky Brand, Shoes: Sperry Topsider

I hope y'all are having just a superb weekend so far! You guys know Sarah, right? She's one of my best friends whom I have known since actual nursery school. She came and picked me up at school today, so I could go home and surprise my Dad for his birthday. What a doll, right? She's probably the most amazing, beautiful, terrific person I have ever had the pleasure of being friends with. That ideal friend you guys think about when you watch movies and read books is Sarah. You know exactly what I mean by that, too. Well give her some props and snap for her (because clapping isn't cool anymore). 

Stay sexy, 

Jack