Vice Vixen


Epic blogging fail, I TOTALLY MOVED

So as your humble narrator is now blogging-as-work, I went to renew my custom domain name. And lo, some dumbass domain-name clearinghouse has registered my site.

WHY DO BAD THINGS HAPPEN TO GOOD PEOPLE?!?!

Fear not, oh my five readers. Vice Vixen has gotten a makeover. And now, please find me at :

FEMMEDANGEREUSE.COM




Oh, Eric

During my extended hiatus, I got totally addicted to True Blood. Like, fixated and obsessed. And part of what’s so damn compelling about that show is merely Alexander Skarsgard. I would be on that like white on rice.

Via Loving True Blood in Dallas, the most stunning animated GIF of all time.



Supermarket Shopping Spree

Normally, I like to mix it up a bit, but I was very impressed by the indie gooda on offer at Supermarket.

First up- an understated leather wallet that says BAMF without saying it.

Smoking accessories are few and far between, and this cigarette holder confirms the badass status to which you are entitled as a smoker.

Sappy but cool- interlocking promise/wedding/love you rings.

Gotcha! Wedding rings.

Pretty, pretty cleaver necklace.

I’m sorry, what now?

You were saying?



The opposite of sweating bullets?

I love subtle threats. A razorblade hoodie, handcuffs dangling from a delicate chain… add these stunning AK-47 ice bullets to the list. Do I even need to expound upon how they’d be better in the bedroom than those clunky cubes?



Hello… Newark?

So, I moved to Newark.  It’s weird.  I actually seriously dig it here.  I loved and will always love Brooklyn, but Newark is like what I imagine Brooklyn used to be like.  Everything here seems so undiscovered and ignored and just waiting for a bunch of crazy kids to move in and repurpose it in some kind of DIY revolution.  My house is like that.

So I was excited to see this article linked and discussed everywhere this week.  Apparently Newark is turning around.  That would almost be too bad.  Newark’s got so much grit to it but it’s open and …clean in a way Brooklyn isn’t.  I’m 10 minutes from the Holland and 10 minutes from a Target and Wal-Mart in Union.  If Whitey McHipster came over from Brooklyn and priced my ass out I’d be so upset.  All the good ethnic places would be replaced with Tempo Prestos.  And I’d have to listen to douchey  conversations on the Path train.

Hipsters, stay back!



Tell me a story?

Something about naughtifying your standard bedtime tales is just very hot.  This collection of erotic fairytales speaks to the princess fantasies every girl has, and probably the dominatrix ones, too.  I want it for the subway.



Jay-z Represents, Part 2
November 13, 2007, 1:21 pm
Filed under: boys, brooklyn, death by cute, entertainment, i own it, nyc, pillaging, pride, rage, the good fight

Oh, my God, this is the best BK shout out ever- hello, Brooklyn…



Jay-Z fucking represents!
November 4, 2007, 3:35 am
Filed under: brooklyn, death by cute, entertainment, geek love, ha, haute, love, nyc, pillaging, pride, the good fight

Jay-Z shows love to Dublin.



Go Saudi girls, it’s your birthday. We gon party like it’s your birthday!
September 27, 2007, 4:43 pm
Filed under: boys, pillaging, pride, rage, sanctimony, sin in general, smooth criminal, the good fight

Via the snopes boards, an amazing story of girlpower.  And they escaped with their heads! Thanks, Jonny T!

Dammam, Asharq Al-Awsat- Members of Khobar’s Commission for the Promotion of Virtue and Prevention of Vice were the victims of an attack by two Saudi females, Asharq Al-Awsat can reveal.According to the head of the commission in Khobar, two girls pepper sprayed members of the commission after they had tried to offer them advice.

Girlfriends, when y’all get your driving rights please come over to the west and smoke a hookah with us.  The shisha’s on me!

 



Pretend to be a time traveler day!
September 22, 2007, 3:37 am
Filed under: cheap, cosplay, fetish, gadgetry, geek love, ha, pillaging, ravaging, retro

Via Snopes, the coolest fake holiday since International Talk Like a Pirate Day!

Thanks, snopes!

Pretend to be a Time Traveler Day

You must spend the entire day in costume and character. The only rule is that you cannot actually tell anyone that you are a time traveler. Other than that, anything’s game.

There are three possible options:

1) Utopian/cliché Future – “If the Future did a documentary of the last fifty years, this is how badly the reenactors would dress.” Think Star Trek: TNG or the Time Travelers from Hob. Ever see how the society in Futurama sees the 20th century? Run with it. Your job is to dress with moderately anachronistic clothing and speak in slang from varying decades. Here are some good starters:

- Greet people by referring to things that don’t yet exist or haven’t existed for a long time. Example: “Have you penetrated the atmosphere lately?” “What spectrum will today’s broadcast be in?” and “Your king must be a kindly soul!”

- Show extreme ignorance in operating regular technology. Pay phones should be a complete mystery (try placing the receiver in odd places). Chuckle knowingly at cell phones.

2) Dystopian Future – This one offers a little more flexibility. It can be any kind of future from Terminator to Freejack. The important thing to remember is dress like a crazy person with armor. Black spray painted football pads, high tech visors, torn up trenchcoats and maybe even some dirt here or there. Remember, dystopian future travelers are very startled that they’ve gone back in time. Some starters:

- If you go the “prisoner who’s escaped the future” try shaving your head and putting a barcode on the back of your neck. Then stagger around and stare at the sky, as if you’ve never seen it before.

- Walk up to random people and say “WHAT YEAR IS THIS?” and when they tell you, get quiet and then say “Then there’s still time!” and run off.

- Stand in front of a statue (any statue, really), fall to your knees, and yell “NOOOOOOOOO”

- Stare at newspaper headlines and look astonished.

- Take some trinket with you (it can be anything really), hand it to some stranger, along with a phone number and say “In thirty years dial this number. You’ll know what to do after that.” Then slip away.

2) The Past – This one is more for beginners. Basically dress in period clothing (preferably Victorian era) and stagger around amazed at everything. Since the culture’s set in place already, you have more of a template to work off of. Some pointers:

- Airplanes are terrifying. Also, carry on conversations with televisions for a while.

- Discover and become obsessed with one trivial aspect of technology, like automatic grocery doors. Stay there for hours playing with it.

- Be generally terrified of people who are dressed immodestly compared to your era. Tattoos and shorts on women are especially scary.



Bad news for you, good news for me!

Vice Vixen is going on vacation! While I won’t be able to abandon you totally, I will be on a limited posting schedule. Probably 5-7 posts weekly. So don’t despair, oh three readers of mine.

But I’ll be doing field research! Drinking, smoking, getting it on, and tearing up the countryside with a very cute boy. Think of all the stories I’ll have when I get back!



Downtown Manhattan Vice Map!

An idea that’s way overdue- someone’s gone and made a walking tour vice-map of Lower Manhattan!  Now I know what to do on my next summer vacation!  (Via Thrilllist.)



Auto-erotica… (heh, heh, heh)
August 16, 2007, 2:38 am
Filed under: boys, entertainment, fetish, geek love, lust, pillaging, ravaging, sex, sin in general, smooth criminal

Clever pun, right?  This book seems more like a need-to-know guide than a novelty sex book.  I mean, you can’t always be in or near bed when the mood strikes.  But you can usually pull over…



Because rollergirls need excuses to get ass rubs?
August 16, 2007, 2:12 am
Filed under: geek love, indolence, lust, pillaging, rage, ravaging, sex, sin in general, skate, the good fight, vanity

I love indie beauty products.  It can be hit or miss, but so much stuff you buy in the store comes from the same exact cosmetic chemists in Jersey.  And this natural, healing balm is made especially to soothe nasty skate boo-boos.  Which you don’t tend to get if you’re a mega scaredy cat like me.  (Main Page…)

(And it comes in a post-bout kit!)



The ultimate hotel party…
August 13, 2007, 4:01 pm
Filed under: entertainment, gadgetry, geek love, in the house, indolence, pillaging, sex, sin in general

…could be hosted in one of these awesome things.  They sell for $500K and accommodate like 8 million people.  Awesomeriffic!



Since transit is fucked, I OMG want one!

Well, I’ve wanted a Vespa for eons anyway.  But check out this sweet modded one on Engadget:

Quang Nguyen, a forward thinking Vespa-modder (no pun intended) has managed to cram a touchscreen rockin’, WiFi sportin’, XP-equipped PC into his red GTS250



The end is very fucking nigh…
August 8, 2007, 11:17 pm
Filed under: brooklyn, indolence, pillaging, rage, sanctimony, the good fight

Does anyone else not remember hours of consecutive lightning?  Tornadoes in Brooklyn?  Flooding that turns Smith Street into lakes?  Yeah, me neither.  This latest transit debacle highlights how truly exposed New Yorkers are to a real crisis.  And Mr. Bloomberg, the contingency plan of go fuck yourselves is really wearing thin.

I love this city, but this is not the NYC I know.  And it sucks.



Lush luxe

Wanna drink so much you need a fountain to decant it?  If you’re not lucky enough to have Europeans to smuggle absinthe over for you, I imagine you can decant any drink from this gorgeous piece.  It’s like, the gift that always fits!



Vice Vixen has not forgotten you…

I am just getting my socialization on this weekend in a hardcore way.  I:

  1. Celebrated my main gay’s 21st birthday;
  2. Met my Snopes friends and got sassed by an inattentive waiter (by proxy);
  3. And have a date at the Waldorf-Astoria tomorrow.

I sincerely hope to be back in one piece on Monday.



Surrender your booty!
July 28, 2007, 4:41 pm
Filed under: accessories, boys, gadgetry, geek love, pillaging, ravaging, retro, sin in general, wear

I saw this cool, blingy pirate watch on Uncrate.  I think it’s good for boys or kick-ass girls, the kind not overwhelmed by a large, fake ice encrusted watch with a skull.




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