2001-01-03 | 05:33:39

one thing that bugs me about magazines is their "what's hot/what's not" lists.

i imagine expensively dressed-yet-geeky magazine editors sitting in a conference room brainstorming these lists and feeling ever so hipper-than-thou.

"what do you think, greta?"

"well, giuseppe, if the category's vodka, i've gotta say: hot - grey goose...not - absolut."

"oh, you're killing me, darling. you are so in the know!"

hot. not. hot.

oh, yeah? you don't say, aye? well, i would imagine that by the time the magazine people get the scoop, whatever has been deemed hip at press time is already nearing the end of its spin cycle. plus, i don't want to take dictation from those prada-wearing monkeys. ahahaha! i just made myself laugh with that one.

hot - prada

not - wearing fur

hot - monkeys

not - wearing monkey fur

hot - you

not - lists like these, yo

i don't think life is as black and white as a what's hot and what's not list.

last night i saw a simpsons' rerun where lisa and bart told their parents that they were not cool. marge responded, "yeah, but i know i'm not cool and don't care...which makes me cool, right, kids?" in unison from the backseat bart and lisa pronounced: "nope."

it's kinda like the old saying, "if you have to ask the price, you can't afford it." well, "if you have to ask if it's cool..."

i don't think cool can be defined. it's too freakin' ass subjective. if you like it, it's cool, ok? even if it's horribly out-of-style. even if people glance askance at you because of it. even if you're the only one who "gets it." it's cool, galdarnit. and cool is always hot.

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amanda likes steak and snow, but not necessarily together. her list is up at girlboy today...hooray!

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