“You should resurrect Munch at SoHo” someone was telling Daniel Gray at Aparment3 last week. Everyone laughed pretty hard for a minute, picturing a cocktail pairing dinner in that club, but then it went into a sobering “no, but seriously” moment.
It has taken a very, very long time but I’m pretty sure I have figured out men. Not like they are very complicated, it’s actually the opposite.
Ladies and gentlemen of the class of 2012, if there was only one piece of advice I could give you to help your future it would be this: Be on time. Being the first person to arrive somewhere to assess the situation and stake out your spot is worth the down time while waiting for everyone else to arrive.
It doesn’t take much to get me over to Los Angeles. Give me any reason, really.
Well, that wasn’t as crazy as I thought–this past weekend, I mean. I really thought I was going to go completely bananas.
This week is what I affectionately refer to as my “hell week” at my day job. “Affectionately” because it’s impossible for any of it to be hell, but it was back-to-back events that are long, grueling, awesome and cumbersome.
Dear Matthew DeKneef [former Weekly associate arts and culture editor] and everyone else who’s ever left Hawaii for Los Angeles, or San Francisco, or anywhere), I was a mess last week when you left. The last day we spent together, on the Hawaii Five-0 set as “airport travelers” oggling LL Cool J, you probably didn’t realize that I was savoring every second we spent, hanging on your every trademark deadpan humorous word.
When I think of local companies with sustainable practices I always remember the Green Style on the Garden Isle event the Hawaii Fashion Incubator pulled off on Kauai in 2008. An amazing weekend showcasing green fashion and products, panel discussions and a fashion show on one of the most beautiful islands in the world.
“This place is perfect. I love the layout.
Philip Pendleton is a rock star. Not even so much for being the P in BAMP, but because he has spent nine years as the Hawaii sales and marketing manager for RVCA, one of the most recognizable brands in streetwear, art and now Mixed Martial Arts (thanks BJ).
Saturday night was seriously one for the books. It all started with another massive party on Merchant and Nuuanu celebrating Murphy’s 25th St.
“Don’t you ever get island fever? I was only there for six days and was already seeing the same people everywhere we went,” my friend from New Zealand remarked after I asked him when he could come back.
I was rocked to my classical foundations last weekend by the amazing show the new Hawaii Symphony Orchestra put on for their opening concert. That’s right.
“Thrilled. Honored.
“It’s like this area’s been injected with life,” says Alex Weiland, editor for Australian street lifestyle magazine Acclaim (and one of the greatest female bloggers I might have ever met in person), as I drove her through the Kakaako neighborhood. Damn, I need to hang out with writers more.
This past weekend blew me away. I didn’t even make it out Saturday night even though I got a ticket to DJ Krush.
Yes, that was Daniel Dae Kim you saw at Apartment3, outside Tsukiji’s, at Pearl Ultralounge and The Standard on Friday night. I happened to be with the Five-O star and friends and it was bar hop city.
“I went from vodka Red Bull to vodka soda to vodka water to sauvignon blanc,” my stylish writer friend was saying as she ordered an espresso at The Manifest on a Wednesday night before the music got too loud. It made all of us laugh because she was so right.
After years of receiving e-mails from an assortment of colorful individuals who reach out via my website, I have to say this past month has been the most rewarding. It’s not usually the case that I engage someone who is asking for help with random companies and such, but on a whim I decided to believe another “producer” that was “making a reality show in Hawaii.” At least this time it was a network I had actually heard of so I decided to help them out.
Electronic dance music (EDM) has come along nicely in the last decade. I remember ta dirty garage music sound I was into when I lived in the UK–a genre that’s since made love with some drum ‘n’ bass to conceive the beautiful hapa dubstep babies this new generation is having so much fun with.
One of the most significant things that will probably ever happen to me in my adult life happened this past weekend. I spent all of First Friday thinking about it and it might’ve even ruined my Saturday night because nothing really seemed that interesting or exciting afterwards.
My face still hurts from smiling all night last week watching Pro, K-LUV and Big Mox on the stage. Usually, at a show the ratio between watching people walk in the door, watching people dance and watching what’s happening on the stage for me is about 60-20-20.
I’m savoring these last few days of the year. Everyone is home, the energy is alive and so much more accepting because people are already happy, instead of looking for other people to make them happy.
Check it out [thestandardhonolulu.com] [dissizit.com] If you’ve ever worked in sales the saying “Under promise, over deliver” has probably been uttered somewhere near your cubicle or in the pit. It’s a pretty good dictum to keep in mind when dealing with clients.
I remember when I used to live in Newquay we’d get so excited for the Association of Surfing Professionals to come to our little town. Cornwall, about 250 miles west of London, wasn’t the most eventful place to live, although we did appreciate the cider, the Manic Street Preachers, scones with clotted cream.
For as long as we can remember, Chinatown has been notorious for drugs, homelessness and filthy streets. Some claim nothing has changed–and that it never will.
Bicyclists have long been overlooked by four-wheel riders on Honolulu’s congested streets. In the gleaming, armored pecking order of the road, cyclists are too often dismissed as lane hogs, hand-signaling nuisances and unfortunates who can’t afford cars.
The fate of some 1,525 acres of land at Hoopili in ‘Ewa may have been decided last Wednesday in Hawaii’s First Circuit Court. The decision might have gone differently, but the appellant attorneys’ strategy seemed to collapse as Judge Rhonda Nishimura picked it apart based on technical errors.
Last Thursday, May 9, the Caldwell administration revealed its action plan for solving Honolulu’s homeless problem. But at the City Council’s budget meeting the same day, Budget chair Ann Kobayashi wanted to know where the money for “Housing First” (see Cover Story, pg.
The Mayor Wright Housing project has been slated for major redevelopment by the Hawaii State Housing Authority (HSHA); requests for qualifications will be going out to developers in three to six months. Nonprofit group Faith Action for Community Equity (FACE) wants to make sure the project’s tenants have a say in the redevelopment process, which could include major renovations or a total rebuild.
The Honolulu City Council held a special Committee on Transportation meeting on Tuesday, May 7, to go over its Complete Streets initiative with input from the department directors of Design and Construction (DDC), Planning and Permitting (DPP) and Transportation Services (DTS). At prior meetings, including the Moiliili workshop, community members pressed the idea of combining Complete Streets with Caldwell’s repaving projects, which Dan Burden of the Walkable and Livable Communities Institute and some councilmembers have said makes sense.
Not much to agree with my friend Doc Berry (“Limits of Growth,” April 17). None of the scenarios he posits will ever materialize.
In your Diary of May 8 (“End of the 27th)” you reported on SB 1214, passed by the Legislature. In their nimble way, the Legislature tacked the wheel boot prohibition on a bill that was intended to abolish the Commission on Transportation.
On Friday, May 3, at 3:45 p.m., I was driving town bound through the Wilson tunnel on the Likelike. I was parallel to another car, and there were several other cars following closely behind me.
Congratulations Honolulu Weekly on the recent Pai award for investigative reporting (“Boss GMO,” Jan. 4, 2012).
When the biofuel guys say that costs are “confidential” (“Big-foot Biofuel,” May 8), I reply that since I am the one who is going to end up paying the cost, I have a right to know. Frankly, when everybody tries to hide the costs, I smell rat …
The Foster Botanical Garden never ceases to inspire for an urban setting it is like a step back in time (“See the Flora,” May 8). If Koko Crater Botanical Garden contains the world’s largest plumeria collection as suggested, it may be thanks in part to the Prussian born Dr.
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