what dudes hate AND love about girls:

Like a cherub sent from heaven, in the nick of time, to provide me with a blog post for today……….THERE WAS ED! after a long day doing a photo shoot for my facebook default pic, i met up with Brooke at m cafe (because it’s the place to be, we’re not savages and we have good taste) for an hours long girly chat about everything and nothing. it was great, no joke, the gossip was amazing! but, always in the back of my mind was the nagging fact that I HAD NO FUCKING CLUE WHAT TO POST TODAY! but god works in mysterious ways (why am i making so many god references in this entry? I’m not religious! oh well, who cares?)….and in walked a leather clad, haphazardly put together (in an ‘on purpose’ kind of way), shaggy haired guy I’d never laid eyes on: ED!

It gets BETTER: he WASN’T American! yes, i admit it! just like everyone else American, i too am fooled by an English accent! he instantly became more interesting, worthwhile, attractive and intelligent because of it. was i born this stupid or did i acquire these illogical ideas over the years? don’t answer that. and I’m not sure if it was because i’m white, a girl, not super ugly, OR because we have the same taste in restaurants- but Ed was SUPER forthcoming with his answer! i really appreciate it when a complete stranger answers my annoying questions in the most honest way they can…..so thank you Ed.  maybe we’ll all learn something or at least feel less alone. good morning.

Ed: from alexi wasser on Vimeo.

2 things that 1 dude doesn’t like about girls:


2 things 1 dude doesn’t like: from alexi wasser on Vimeo.

ps: hillhurst is a loud street!


tomorrow night- saturday january 24,2009

opening party: vanessa prager and kathy grayson 7-10pm

At Bergamot Station Arts Center
2525 Michigan Avenue, C2/D5, Santa Monica, Calif 90404
Tel: C2 310.315.9506 / D5 310.315.1937
Fax: 310.315.9688

what a great random day:

So the other day, i was gonna MAYBE take a Pilates class- cuz I’m trying to incorporate exercise into my life-(BORING), i had a work thing to do from 11am to 11:19am, and then an interview with a dude named Addison. i had never met him, but 1. his facebook photos were awesome, b. he likes my blog, and 3. he has a very photogenic face. done deal. (1, b,and 3 were written on purpose fyi. feel free to steal this and say it in public. makes people laugh every time- possibly at your expense, but SO WHAT!) I was a bit sleepy and burnt on the dude interviews for the week. me, burnt out on talking to dudes?! who was i? anywayzies. we were meeting up at Starbucks on Larchmont. if  he was a dud/murderer and i had to escape- i could at least have a venti coffee with some half and half, check out Larchmont beauty center next door, go to rite aid and get a flash light to shine on guys the next time i do a night time interview (so they’re not a dark blob with a voice attached, as per the usual), or i could beg Marlborough students (all girl private school) to take my stickers/make their classmates read my blog!
But no. instead i made a new friend! Addison: a young man who’s not only stylish and open to talking about his life and love experiences, but makes me look cool and hip- just by standing next to me, based on his youth and choice of outfit alone! i didn’t know what to ask, how to feel. it wasn’t a date, but what was it? just two random people talking about life. him in his American rag t shirt and me in my hm tights with an American apparel tote! this is what dreams are made of! while chatting about favorite TV shows (you’ve all been there) we discovered we both love arrested development! duh! are we not human? do we not bleed? and all of a sudden, in walks……..Will Arnett! (in a white american apparel deep v and a dark denim jacket, if you MUST know- couldn’t tell if it was Levis or apc. I’m gonna guess Levis.) Addison and i took this as a sign from our maker…..the maker of dreams come true! of ALL the Starbucks, in ALL the world, Will had walked into ours- mid chat over arrested development even?! come on! he was too talented and handsome NOT to be photographed and placed on my blog. and that’s what i told him! i apologized for my infiltrating his personal space, and asking him to be a boycrazy.com representative. i told him that i felt i could get away with behavior like this because i’m a girl and my blog is awesome. he agreed. he was down! if you look closely, you’ll see he’s wearing a boycrazy.com sticker that i adorned him with. I’m sure it’s in the trash somewhere now, most likely in the one right outside Starbucks! but i don’t care. it was an exciting day! you’re welcome! xoxo

addison gets personal from alexi wasser on Vimeo.

more hip and handsome on new years eve:

If being good looking were a crime, this guy would have been locked up a long time ago. it’s not his fault, he was just born this way….PERFECT! STOP punishing him for having the ability to make your heart sing. DON’T go mental! at the end of the day, he’s really JUST a person. a person who has the power to stomp on your heart with a designer shoe you’d never be able to afford or pull off! so, sit back and listen to what he has to say. you might learn something. i wish i had! instead i fainted. i love you.

ps: if you’re in new york, check this out! xo

in bed with jack and pj:

Sometimes you just have to storm into a dudes house, beg him and his actor friend to take their shirts off, and ask them questions till they give you a goddamn answer. so that’s what i did. i was bored and lonely. I’d just had a full and productive day getting my hair cut & colored, and my nails done. i didn’t even have to wake up early the next day, so i could totally stay up late! but do what, where, and with who? i had no one to annoy! i needed brains to play with! dolls made out of people!

Meanwhile, jack and pj were cozy at home (not in a gay way) living their lives, playing video games, texting, watching the boob tube, one up’ing each other with witty quips and fast paced banter… UNTIL I ARRIVED, TO FUCK THEIR SHIT UP! so tonight, this is what i learned via pillow talk. we didn’t have sex, but i made sure there was a pillow near by each of the boys -at all times- to make them feel safe and have something to squeeze in case my questions got too scary. let’s learn about the inner workings of two successful, cool, heterosexual, hip, young, go-getting dudes!

jacko part 1: from alexi wasser on Vimeo.

hip and handsome on new years eve:

Hip, thin, young, a head full of thick hair, and HE had a lot to say. could you ask for more? that’s rhetorical. don’t speak. listen. i really appreciate it when i ask a man boy what it is that bothers/intrigues them about women, and they reach into the pit of their soul and answer. it is a beautiful thing. honesty and concentrated thought go a long way. here’s what one young man said on new years eve……there were other good looking boys that night, but he is the first in a series called “hip and handsome on new years eve”:

(PS: thank you for the tag Jonathan! Jonathan is my super cool cyber friend who is an amazing artist and for whatever reason, decided to tag my image and domain name next to m cafe. it’s been painted over, but i got a photo of it while i could! keep it up Johnny! you’re awesome and appreciated!)

what dudes HATE and LOVE about girls:


I’m sick of being such a negative/downer. only asking dudes what they hate about girls- so this is a very exciting, newly updated version of “what dudes hate about girls”, entitled, “what dudes HATE and LOVE about girls” starring (like an elusive silhouette in the dark) Tim Barber! I’d never heard of this Tim Barber, or whatever his real name is, until i met him at space 1520 at an art show he curated. apparently he’s totally cool or whatever/responsible for making cool stuff and putting neat & talented people together. Tim Barber, the man, seemed to have a hard shell that was fun to try and crack. i feel like i did this! and as a result, I’m pretty sure he fell in love with me. don’t let him fool you with his put on, blatant disdain for me, and borderline cringing every time i spoke. the guy’s in love….i just can’t figure out why he kept running in the other direction whenever i came near him. oh well, that’s another puzzle to solve on another day all together! for now, let’s dive into Tim Barber’s magical man soul and try to take some of it away from him!

PS: if you look in the background, you can see the original W.D.H.A.G. star trying to relive his glory. i think he knows that some of you have a crush on him…so we’ll HAVE to get back to him later and find out what he actually LIKES about girlies! xo


THIS IS NATE: not only is he cool and fun, he also has special man thoughts and opinions all his own. care to take a peak inside his soul? i would if i were you……xo 

NATE from alexi wasser on Vimeo.

ps: if you wanna date nate, send him fan mail, or just tell him how cute he is….leave a comment! that goes for all of the featured dudes you find on this site! you’ll make a boys day! 

let’s try this again:

*update: I’ve been given a lot of shit because the 3 people reading this blog felt that my original saturday post (a shout out to Dallas Clayton) was a throw away post (no offense Dallas-although I’m pretty sure you aren’t one of the 3 people reading my blog). i was under the impression that weekends were slow interweb days. the perfect days to post light/super caj things- because the chances of people reading are slim to none and i don’t wanna run out of things to write about. but, I’ve realized that’s practically impossible. i never seem to have a problem not shutting the fuck up, even when people want me to. i have plenty of stories about the boys i stalked and things i saw this week. here’s one:
Eventually everyone ends up at target! two days ago i was on one of my epic Los feliz to m cafe walks, when i got in an argument over the phone with a guy i’ve made out with recently. we were on the phone, i was feeling especially sensitive and needy (i blame the full moon, but that’s just me) and he didn’t respond exactly how i wanted- so i got really grumpy and hung up on him. what an asshole! i didn’t know how to snap out of it. i looked around me and my only options on the corner of santa monica blvd. and la brea were baja fresh, Starbucks, and target….why am i saying “only options”? i was practically in heaven. all i had to choose was which order i approached each one. i chose baja fresh first to get rid of my decrease in blood sugar-which was probably another reason i was such a grouchy bitch (but i still wont admit i did anything wrong-cuz he should have dealt with me better.) then Starbucks because sometimes coffee with only half and half with no sugar can be considered a dessert, and finally target! target is no longer something we have to mis-pronounce as :tar-jay” we’ve accepted it as awesome and now it’s just target again. i can’t wait for this to happen with forever 21. I’m so sick of whispering when people ask me where i got my dress. one day, ladies. one day. oh well, rome wasn’t built in a day. so there i was, at target. alone, with no dude to call. i could wander for hours and no one could tell me otherwise. mecca. i saw a slightly over sized boyfriend sweater that looked super expensive and did not scream target at all. and on me, you might even think i bought it at opening ceremony….(PS: i had no idea ooga booga sold opening ceremony, did you?) anyway-i quickly got distracted when i spotted the very slender figure of a dude in dark denim, white sneakers, and a very worn white t shirt with a green and black plaid fitted flannel over it. oh shit! this was an exciting day! I followed the super cute boy all around the store, and finally when I got up the courage to ask to take his picture (for this, for you, so you could see what i saw), he said no. why were men being such monsters today? it couldn’t have been me. I guess not everyone in la wants their picture taken. He asked me what it was for. he said he didn’t want to end up on the Internet with his face on someone else’s naked body. I freaked out and told him it was an extra credit school assignment that I’m doing about cute boys in good outfits who wear dark denim,plaid button ups, and white sneakers! i am a liar. His grandma asked what school I go to-i wanted to say “why are you here with your mom or grandma or whoever she is-aren’t u like 25?” But the first thing outta my mouth was “cal arts”. I don’t go to cal arts. And if I did, I wouldn’t be doing extra credit. I prayed he wasn’t a student there. He seemed perplexed and looked at me dauntingly-so I blurted out “I’m not out to ruin your life! i promise! just look at my haircut! I’m on your side!” he shook his head and said no. I wished him well, and continued shopping! And when I did I found these, like god was winking at me: 

i mean, can you believe it! these are in the mens section at TARGET! just look at the pocket detail! they come in size small too! dude’s, run as quickly as you can! i would if i could!


Dallas Clayton is an amazing guy. He also wrote “An Awesome Book”. This is a Christmas gift that will even make the king of the jerks smile! Buy 1 today! You totally won’t regret it. Merry Christmas! 

An Awesome Book from dallas clayton on Vimeo.


Attention attention attention! Listen bitches! we have to get our acts together! they’re onto us. our games, our freak outs, our tantrums. they have an opinion! this is a very special edition of ‘boys boys boys”. this post is the debut of what will be a weekly segment entitled “what dudes hate about girls”. I’m infiltrating from the inside! let’s all learn something new about ourselves! and if we don’t like the suggestion, we don’t have to listen at all! here’s what this adorable, hip, young, entrepreneur has to say: