New York Shitty Day Starter: Optimism
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From India Street.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Street Art Du Jour: Avulsion
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This item is dedicated to 164 West Street.
Miss Heather
Daily Bloomblight: 164 West Street
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Anyone care to guess as to when the rest of the fence gracing this shit heap (as photographed by yours truly today) collapses?
Miss Heather
Daily Bloomblight: Southside Selections
I cannot tell a lie.
When I see shit like this (which hails from South 5th Street and Wythe Avenue) I get depressed…
..and angry.
Really angry. It was a good thing I decided to swing by 133 South 1 Street as a solicitation I discovered there cheered me up considerably.
Anyone care to hazard a guess (or a limb) as to what kind of canines are in the offing?
Miss Heather
From The New New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part II: Bloomie French Tips
Steven R. Hazlett (who took the above photograph) opines:
If God exists, I hope he has a good excuse —-Woody Allen
(nothing else need be said)
Miss Heather
East Williamsburg Photo Du Jour: Urinals
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From Graham Avenue.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Street Art Du Jour: West Street
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Taken October 1, 2010.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Photos Du Jour: CAUTION
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This vision has been brought to you courtesy of 174 West Street.
Miss Heather
Word Of The Day: Boob
Filed under: 11211, Bloomblight, Culture War, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
When I showed the above images to my buddy at Bad Advice yesterday she was non-plussed. Then I pointed a rather, um, well-worn copy of Irresistibility that was located 6 feet in front of said “installation”.
We chuckled. Naturally when I got home I researched this tome. Here’s my favorite passage per amazon across the pond:
Irresistibility comes from the persuasive pen of Philippa Davies, a psychologist who numbers Tony Blair amongst the high-profile clientele she has coached in self-presentation skills. In today’s competitive market place, “it is no longer enough to be good at what we do, we have to be able to sell our skills to the world”, she opines, before launching into a training course of confidence-building and sales psychology techniques to ensure that we capitalise on our under-exploited potential.
Her philosophy to becoming personally and professionally irresistible operates on both internal and external levels. In tandem with underlining the importance of believing in ourselves, running through tricks to counter low self-esteem and overcome the negative thought patterns that prevent us from reaching our goals, she shows us how to dazzle the outside world with a display of confidence and capability. Self-assurance is the key to selling ourselves as desirable commodities: after all, “if you don’t believe in what you’re selling, how do you expect anyone else to?” And even if at first we are only bluffing, the positive feedback we will receive through projecting irresistibility will help us to sell ourselves even more successfully.
This combination of inner-self stroking and targeted strategy looks set to become an instant classic and makes indispensable reading for all of us who know we could do better. After reading this, there are no excuses!
My observation from the other side: boobs help. Take Sarah Palin, for example.
Miss Heather
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