DJ’s
Babe Walker’s Guide To Holiday Parties
Here we are again: back at the only time of year where it’s acceptable in some cultures to gorge on pork and dairy products, drink anything other than clear liquor, and generally act like a fat ass under the guise …
An Open Letter To Paris Hilton (The DJ)
Dear Paris, Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, PLEASE stop. You’re not a DJ, nor will you ever be a DJ. Plus, nobody will respect you if you keep trying douchbaggy new jobs. My suggestion is that you attempt to …
You’re a Babe: Mia Moretti
When I was in NYC for Fashion Week (it was dark, I don’t want to think about it) I ran into this DJ friend of mine named Mia Moretti. We’d never actually met before. I mean, I’d met her like, …
My Boyfriend: Justin Dean Thomas
Sometimes your boyfriend is a guy you notice on the street because he’s wearing a vintage Perry Ellis slouch coat. Sometimes your boyfriend is your family’s chef. Sometimes your boyfriend is your girlfriend, and sometimes he’s a DJ your assistants …