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Comic artist Laura Park was diagnosed with thyroid cancer. After having surgery in June, she drew this panel to commemorate opening the $67,373.81 bill she received in July. [boingboing]
DISGRASIAN™ co-founder and editor Jen moderated the fashion blogging panel at V3Con last week. Panelist Tommy Lei of MY BELONGING blog recapped the session. [MYBELONGING]
Software engineer and long time Google employee Chade-Meng Tan talked to The Economist about Search Inside Yourself, a meditation program he has been running at the company since 2007. [The Economist]
First Lady Michelle Obama visited with Sikh American families affected by the tragic shooting in Oak Creek, Wisconsin on August 24. In addition to offering her condolences, the First Lady “underscored how strong those who died were, and how strong the Sikh community continues to be.” [WhiteHouse.gov]
The man known as Kenji Fujimoto, who wrote a tell-all about the lavish lifestyle enjoyed by the late Kim Jong-il, was surprised to be welcomed back so warmly by Kim Jong-un on a recent trip to North Korea. [New York Times]
While Psy’s “Gangnam Style” continues to amaze and delight here in the US, people back in Korea are confused by its success. [WSJ]
Congratulations are in order for Lydia Ko, who became the youngest winner in LPGA tour history last weekend. [Yahoo! Sports]
If you want to be down with Asian American culture, you need to be in the San Gabriel Valley in Southern California. It’s an exciting time for those Chinese-Americans who are coming of age in ‘the 626.’ [Los Angeles Times]
Tiaras! Infected makeup! An amorous emcee! The Miss Hong Kong 2012 pageant had Continue reading Intern Jasmine’s Links Of The Daysian
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One day, Jen and Diana are going to be awesome bridesmaids in my Avatar-themed wedding. And, yes, they’re totally wearing those weird sex-tentacle thingies. [BWE]
Speaking of tentacles…Designer Kaylene Kau’s made a prosthetic tentacle that is awesome–and just a little scary. [Gizmodo]
Shanghai surprise, surprise. Students in Shanghai did, like, waaaaaaay better, on an international standardized test than their US and European counterparts. [NYT]
Mo’ Manny, Mo’ Problems! Manny Pacquiao is being sued by former business partners for a record deal that went bust. [TMZ]
Filipino fashion blogger Bryan Boy pulls in more than $100k per year from his site. Clearly I’m writing about the wrong subject matter. [NYM]
Talk about your high-class problems: Lucy Liu‘s new TV movie, “Marry Me,” is about a social worker who has to choose among three suitors. It airs Sunday and Monday nights on Lifetime. [Zap2it - thanks, Jen!]
Chinese activist, author, and Nobel Peace Prize winner Liu Xiaobo is still in prison, so his medal and citation were placed on an empty chair at today’s prize ceremony in Oslo. HuffPo’s already compared the empty chair to a Passover seder’s chair for Elijah, the prophet “who appears in times of trouble to bring promise of relief, to lift downcast spirits, and to plant hope in the hearts of the downtrodden.” [NYT]
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Elle Magazine’s creative director Joe Zee spent a lovely summer’s day running around Manhattan… in a Chanel yeti-suit. [Racked National]
Police in the Philippines are searching for a gadget-obsessed serial killer that pawns the electronics of his victims. Note to self: sometimes a book makes a better accessory than an iPad. [CNN]
Lucy Liu said there was “definitely some chemistry” when she hooked up with boyfriend Noam Gottesman. The fact that he runs his own hedge fund was just a bunsen burner. [Just Jared]
Are we witnessing a “cultural generation gap” in America? [National Journal]
North Korea’s soccer team was subjected to a SIX HOUR LONG PUBLIC REPRIMAND after returning from the World Cup with a 0-3 record. At least they didn’t get sent to prison camp? [The Chosun Ilbo]
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40 year-old Lucy Liu graces the April cover of Vogue China, looking oddly like a can of Sprite.
I have a newfound respect for ladies that can look fabulous and awake after midnight. This is not an easy thing to do, which is something I realized last night at 12:30am, as Jen and I tried to layer on makeup in order to look bright-eyed and bushy tailed for the lens. It didn’t work, really. We looked beat–’cuz we were beat–and nothing short of a bucket of eye drops, two-hour power nap, or rail of coke could possibly have gotten our engines running at that point. Unfortunately, we didn’t have any of those at our fingertips, so we just settled for looking kinda made-up and beat.
So I’ve made a vow. I’m never having my image documented at night, ever again. And one more thing, I’m gonna have to give a certain Miss Lucy Liu mad props, because this…
…is the first photo I’ve ever seen of the woman (thinking back on over a decade of snaps) in which she’s looked even remotely tired, instead of perfect and fresh. And despite the slightly tired eyes, she still looks fucking glorious and hot.
Fans of the series Afro Samurai (the domestic interpretasian of the original Japanese manga series on Spike, that is) will be glad to know that another round is right on the horizon. Afro Samurai: Resurrection, the series’ film sequel, will debut on January 25 and feature the returning voice of lead Samuel L. Jackson, accompanied, among others, by Lucy Liu and Mark Hamill.
Perhaps more importantly, though, is the additional return of Afro Samurai‘s music maker–soundtrack master The RZA. Few have mastered the art of Blasian Fusion quite like The RZA, and the veteran composer/producer was given total creative control on this project, as he told HipHopDX. Given carte blanche, he could very well have created his life’s greatest musical achievement! We suppose there’s only one way to find out…
Want a taste? View the trailer:
Name: Phymean Noun
Hails from: Phnom Penh, Cambodia
Known for: Seeing a disgraceful situation and doing something to make it better. When Noun realized how many children were scavenging through her city’s trash dumps just to survive, she quit her job and started the People Improvement Organization to provide the area’s underprivileged kids with a free education–fronting $30k her own money to build the first school.
The humble Noun was honored at last week’s CNN Heroes Awards, and even though we were momentarily distracted by her presenter Lucy Liu’s bad teleprompter reading and ill-fitting dress, our icy hearts warmed to flooding tears from the inspirasian of her story. If only we could all give so much!
Find out more about the PIO here.
Hollywood actresses! Past, present, and never:
at Wednesday’s Alberta Ferreti store opening
LUCY: Wait–dammit. They’re taking a picture? Everyone will think I know you people.
NICOLE: You know us. Remember that one night we stayed up doing tequila shots, talking shit about Rachel Zoe?
MARISA: I know Rachel Zoe.
LUCY: No you don’t.
MARISA: Yes I do! I think I met her right after I won [dips head and deepens voice in seriousness] my Oscar.
NICOLE: Wow! You won an Oscar? Wow. That’s really hot. I didn’t know that.
MARISA: Everybody knows that. Didn’t you see My Cousin Vinny?
NICOLE: That’s the movie with the bad guy from Home Alone, right? I think I saw that on TBS the other day.
MARISA: Ahem. I won the Academy Award for my role as [pauses] Mona Lisa Vito. For [raises eyebrows] Best Supporting Actress.
LUCY: [rolls eyes] Uh huh.
NICOLE: Rad. When was that, or whatever?
MARISA: Feels like yesterday. Maybe it was 2000 or 2001.
LUCY: [snorts] It was 1992.
MARISA: [snaps] In 1992, you were still doing bit parts on TV dramas.
LUCY: At least people don’t speculate as to whether or not my getting those bit parts was an accident, you old hag.
MARISA: (miffed) I WON FAIR AND SQUARE.
NICOLE: Who did you wear?
MARISA: [to Lucy] You’re a real bitch, you know that?
LUCY: Yes. That’s why I play one so often in movies and TV shows.
NICOLE: God, I need to get back on TV again. I hate being at home and remembering that I procreated with a Madden twin. I hate all this baby holding bullshit. I hate having tits.
LUCY: Love those bubs while you can, Nic–they’re going to be all deflated and saggy when you get to be like ol’ grandma over here.
MARISA: I AM NOT A GRANDMA!
LUCY: Really? Then why are you borrowing my grandma’s look?
NICOLE: Oh, shit!
MARISA: I’ll kill you!
LUCY: Don’t even start. I’ll cut you.
NICOLE: Wow. Are you guys, like, acting?
LUCY: Somebody take this goddamn picture before I cut somebody else.
I can just see the editorial meeting at Harper’s Bazaar:
Editor-in-Chief Jamie Huckbody tells one of the underlings that this summer is “all about the Olympics.” The staffers buzz with creative worry and focus.
“The Olympics are so hot right now.”
“But the Games are so controversial. It’s that whole China thing.”
“They’re in Beijing right now? What’s Beijing couture? Is everything silk? Silk, silk, silk!”
“No seriously. Steven Spielberg isn’t even going.”
“We need something that’s like China-America fusion. China-American unity! Like PF Changs!”
“I love that. I love that!”
“I’VE GOT IT.”
And so we have…
There are several things wrong with this picture. For one, there are two people on this stage (okay, one person and one bear) who need to sign up for Jenny Craig, stat. And, of course, there is more of that unfunny white man’s kung fu that I’m too bored by to delve into. Because I’m really more disturbed by the fact that Lucy Liu is wearing black tights in the middle of summer. This photo was taken yesterday at a Kung Fu Panda press conference in Tokyo, where temperatures reached a high of 86 degrees. Now, in general, black tights are God’s gift to women. They are warm, they are slimming, they allow you to wear obscene minis without looking like a hooker. They make virtually everyone look like they’ve got legs and they know how to use them, even if what’s lurking underneath those tights resembles a vat of old cottage cheese. But black-tights-in-summer are something else entirely. Black-tights-in-summer say, “I haven’t yet shed my winter weight.” They say, “This dress is microscopic, but my thighs aren’t.” They say, “I feel fat, but I want to wear this little sparkly number dammit.” And if Lucy Liu–of all teensy people– thinks that she has to wear black-tights-in-summer to pull off that dress because she’s still carrying around her winter weight, when she’s taking a picture next to a fat bear and, well, another fat bear, then we’re going to have to start sending her many more concerned letters.
What’s up? I know you’ve been getting some correspondence from my friend Jen, and that she declared a semi-official moratorium on “Lucy digs” on DISGRASIAN because we admittedly like you a lot.
But I’ve gotta know… what is it with people like you that make it impossible to honor such moratoriums? It’s like that song by Air, “You Make It Easy”–much too easy, what with the godawful movie choices (Lesbian vampires, why??) and the even worse, incessant sartorial mistakes.
Let’s talk about this. I need you to tell me how I can look at you at the Japanese Kung Fu Panda premiere in the silky representation of Mrs. Claus’s snowy-white, flappy, old-lady labia and not write to you in inquiry. Why would you wear such a thing, WHY? Why would you belt this disastrous frock with one of Dita Von Teese’s throwaways? Why would you possibly choose the one hemline and shoe combo that could make you–such a tiny lass–look like you’re storing extra flesh on their hips for the winter? You aren’t going on some survival mission in Siberia, are you? See? Now I’ve got questions upon questions. This is what you DO to me!
At least we care, right? Now go change yer clothes, and then make a good movie.
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