Rojas says I should "take the next step" and get a blu-ray player. Why are region-free blu-ray players so expensive?


I'm not exactly what you'd call an "early adopter" with most technology -- save Blackberries, of course, of which I absolutely must have the brand-newest one before it even hits stores or I will for sure die. Blu-ray is something I've only started hearing about over the past couple of years. For someone like me who doesn't even know where the HD channels are on my HD TV (even though I pay my con-artist cable company extra every month for HD channels), I imagine blu-ray will be a mystery to me for a few years yet to come. This might be the thing that will peg me forever as a luddite last-generationer to the kids, anti-age undereye serum be damned. I'll probably wait until the prices on region-free blu-ray players come down to at least the mid-$200s. I can't give up my duty-free European airport HMV/FNAC shopping sprees just yet.

Cleaning apt, found my first cell phone, c. 1998-ish?

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My new mascara obsession: Giorgio Armani's Eyes To Kill

I'm giving up my Lancome mascara for a more dramatic, jet-black summer look. Pulled this out of my makeup bag, put it on (without curling my lashes) on a whim and now I am obsessed. Instant transformation, perky lashes, total 60s lush lash look. I'm going to be living in this now.

I love this kid. Here's Shaheen Jafargholi performing in the finals. Sad he didn't win!

Junior High School

I have this really vivid memory of hearing this song for the very first time in seventh grade. My friend played it for my on her Sony (cassette) Walkman during lunch period in the school cafeteria and then, totally scandalized, asked me, "Oh my gosh, do you know what knocking boots means?!?!?"

Yeah, I'm pretty sure if I were a teenager now, I'd be goth-lite slash emo.

'We're bingo numbers and our names are obsolete. Why do I feel bitter when I should be feeling sweet?' - SS



This is something I think about a lot -- what it would be like being a teenager now. To be honest, I don't know if I'd be able to cut it. Whenever I see teenagers at shows, out and about and on tv and stuff, I can't even imagine how hard it must be to be 16 in this media environment. Plus, since I've always been pretty low-maintenance (to this day, I think I probably brush my hair maybe once a year), I don't know how I'd handle all the grooming and attention to stylistic detail. I'd probably try to be goth and and accidentally let on that I had preppy undertones or something. Social suicide. Really, though, to me it seems that a lot of what drives kids today into social groups is music, and considering my favorite music as a teenager were non-smiling angsty artists like Sinead O'Connor, the Pet Shop Boys, the Cure, new wave bands like New Order, and bands like Shakespears Sister (um, listen to WDRE much? Yeah, guilty), I'd probably be goth-lite by today's standards. Which I'm pretty happy with actually...

Quote of the Day: "I am exhausted. I hired a driver to drive me to my car and all around the garage until we found my car."

I love my friends.

R gave me a red Moleskine. It's perfect!

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Veronique Branquinho Dunzo.

Exclusive deals for NY Post Haute List readers, today!

Leaning in

So since I got back from Dubai last Monday, and kind of the few weeks leading up to going to Dubai, I've been doing this little experiment with my eating. See, about a month ago, I started to consciously choose to eat in a predominantly vegetarian way. It just kind of happened that way. The weather was getting a bit warmer, a little more humid, and I didn't want to eat heavy foods. But along with eating more vegetarian, I noticed that I started to have more energy, my skin was better, and I dropped a lot of the water weight I'd been carrying around. So about a week and a half before leaving, and since coming back, I've been -- as Oprah and Kathy Freston call it -- "leaning into" a raw food way of eating. To be honest, I'm kind of embarrassed to be admitting it, because, let's face it, it's kind of not cool to care so much about what you eat and how it affects you -- it's just not a chic thing, right? I mean, it's trendy, just not chic. Anyway, here's me emerging from the darkness of denial. So for the past week or so I've really made a strong effort to eat mostly raw -- at least 70 percent. Truth be told, it's got a lot to do with being in my early-30s, seeing those first signs of aging, and wanting the external benefits that raw foodists are always talking about. I'm looking for the glow, the perfect skin, the inner and outer calm. Stuff like that.

Not sure how it's going, besides the fact that I have a sore throat today. I'm eating tons of fruits and organic salads. It might just a phase, to be honest, knowing me. More to come.

The most absurd thing I've ever had to do to remove a manicure after only 5 days.

Dashing Diva Gelife lasted only 5 days, so this is how I'm spending Memorial Day. Sigh.


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Emo bell

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Elizabeth Wurtzel on love

"The idea of forever with any single person, even someone great whom I loved so much..., really did seem like what death actually is: a permanent stop. Love did not open up the world like a generous door, as it should to anyone getting married; instead it was the steel clamp of the iron maiden, shutting me behind its front metal hinge to asphyxiate slowly, and then suddenly. Every day would be the same, forever: The body, the conversation, it would never change -- isn't that the rhythm of prison?" - from "Failure to Launch" in the June 2009 Elle

FYI and your own good

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My favorite souvenir from Dubai

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A week ago today




Danny being a star

"When Kerry Washington's friend, designer Danny Seo, first came to see her West Hollywood apartment, he was blunt. "I told her the apartment was ugly and not even functional. It was basically a big closet with a bed…."

Ha! Check out Danny's Kerry Washington apt makeover at Oprah.com.

NY Post Hot Bachelor puts on sock


Jason Rogers, one of my NY Post Date Knights, is featured in Out Magazine's June/July issue. Seriously, you know you're hot if a major magazine wants to run a picture of you putting on socks.

Look what arrived in the mail today

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Today's Haute List: Bjorn Borg's underpants and more

I've watched this clip 10 times this morning. It makes me insanely happy.

"It's like when you squeeze a lemon too hard, you run out of juice. Me, I have plenty of juice." - Carine Roitfeld in The Guardian

fb convo

me:
> Dubai Mall is the best mall I've ever been to.
> Like, in my life.

paul:
> Is it better than Queens Center?

Habibi candy

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"Danica! You haven't tweeted yet today! Are you alive?!!!" - Ami

Ha ha.

I'm beginning to suspect the owl is trying to tell us something.

Something like, "The food here will turn your stomache." First Matsugen's booger ramen. Now Japonais' nausea-inducing fried rice.


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Japonais

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Dubai ambition

So I'm sitting here at my desk in the hotel waiting for the car to come and take me to the airport for my -- wait for it -- 2 a.m. flight back to New York. I've had so much fun over the past few days, but literally, since getting up at 5 a.m. on Thursday, I've only had a total of eight hours of sleep from 5 a.m. Thursday to when we board around 2 a.m. That's, like, nearly four days. I only thought of this while I was sitting here just now. Wondering why my eyeballs were rolling to the back of my head.

This arrow on the ceiling of my hotel room? Points in the direction of Mecca.

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Dessert at The Address hotel. Last meal in Dubai...

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Just like the Bellagio fountain. But not.

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Sunset tower

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I am on a ski lift. In a mall.

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Snow play in the middle of the Mall of the Emirates...

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Might as well

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Ski Dubai...

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Atop the car park.

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We love the camel.


Just got back from a super-fun and very chill night at the brand new Cavalli Club in the Fairmont. Loving Dubai!

Gold sushi. I'm living for the Cavalli Club right now. Living.

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Camel farm. No joke.

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On a water taxi

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PDF print outs of newspaper. Who says print is dead?!

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View from the top of the Burj atrium.

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Burj bathroom

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Inside a Burj room

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Inside the Burj al Arab

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Good morning! Zaatar croissant at Starbucks.

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Disco Camel + Danica

This disco mirror-covered camel lives outside the hotel I'm staying at this weekend in Dubai. It's Friday night here, or 3 a.m. Saturday morning. I haven't slept since waking up at 5 a.m. on Thursday morning. It's not pretty, but I'm making it through somehow. Just got back from Sanctuary at The Atlantis (which is situated on one of the fronds of the Palm Islands!) where I met up with my gorgeous friend Khatchig, whom I haven't seen in eight years, his sister, and some of his friends. It was super-fun, but I'm half alive, sleep deprivation, you know, so I bailed around 2 a.m., an hour before the club closed. Pretty respectable, I think, after all. There was this house DJ there, apparently a big hoo ha deal, but he's one of those DJs who only play beats, only music with no words or discernible melody. I felt very 1999 in that club, but it was super-interesting to get out, meet some new people and see what the nightclub scene is like in Dubai. I kind of love it here. More tomorrow... now sleepytime.

"Observe Everything. Always think for yourself. Never let other people make important decisions for you." — from Bad News by Edward St. Aubyn