Exciting news broke out a few weeks ago that hedgehog cheerleaders would add to the womb-shaking adorableness of Puppy Bowl. Also, we’re told there’s a football game people are watching scheduled for roughly the same time — why the two parties didn’t coordinate their events for different days is beyond…

Texas is such a curious fashion market. We’re inherently prone to shopping and collecting, but when it comes to growing our own labels, there are very few to speak of. The Texas Next Top Designer Awards addresses that conundrum by choosing the state’s greatest fabric artists and then whittling them…

Prepare your Ferris Bueller/HOV lane/CPR mannequins now; you’ll need them looking their most efficient when they fill in for you at work on Tuesday, February 12. You’ll be cutting out early, waiting in line for tickets to see Gary Simmons kick off the Fort Worth Modern’s spring lecture series, which…

I rarely chime in when it comes to happenings at Central Track, the side-scrolling music and culture web site, but yesterday the site did something so appalling that I’m putting my morning on hold to work through it. There’s a newish event in Dallas called Naked Girls Reading, and yes,…

Special guest, World Champion pop locker, Poppin’ John will pull out all of the subtly explosive stops (and starts) at Phantasm. There’s an art show on Thursday night that’s making us polish our helmets and grab our cardboard. It’s Phantasm, a group show featuring the work of mig L Barjas,…

“Public Trust, why does one love?” “Fur Face Boy, because loving only yourself would be foolish.” We’re digging this collaboration trend, especially when it translates into wearable art created by local designers. This Thursday, Ha Mai (who you know as Fur Face Boy) and The Public Trust will release this…

It’s been a busy week for Eric Steele and Adam Donaghey of Aviation Cinemas. Both have been tackling the snowy hills of Sundance while hyping that little announcement Variety launched last Friday. The e-blast heard ’round the city confirmed that Aviation is taking a cinematic trust fall, landing in the…

Listen, I understand where you’re at. First, you were emotionally mugged while stumbling down love’s path. Then, those tickets to see The xx — the ones you planned to buy when your paycheck cleared — sold out. Now you’re staring down the barrel of a rather unremarkable Valentine’s Day, planning…

(Look up to see video evidence of last year’s Artopia.) Giant weekend alert: I hope you’ve recovered from FluFest 2013, because you’ll need your A-game if you want to hit up Friday’s Shining-themed costume party, tonight’s ’70s Motown bash and an Art Con 8 thank you joint on Monday. Personally,…

That massive celebration of grassroots art lovin’, Art Con 8, left us gleeful for weeks. So why they’re throwing all of us a thank you party is beyond me. Shouldn’t we be baking those organizers a giant cake? (Let’s not overthink it.) It’s a big Monday over at Double Wide…

You go to the Texas Theatre (231 W. Jefferson Blvd.) because you love and support its mission, but also because of its Good Human Element: namely, the venue’s exceptional staff. Bartender/life coach/bar art wizard Susie Sue is the Wendy Bird to Oak Cliff’s Lost Boys. She doles out solid advice,…

Dallas, I hope you’ve braced yourself for Artopia. We at the Observer pride ourselves in being better than everyone else in several important ways — we write the words that make you happy, dig up interesting events and spotlight the artists who make our city great. That’s all well and…

Few activities, if any, are as straightforwardly and aptly named as Naked Girls Reading. Lord bless ’em, am I right? The unorthodox series originated in Chicago and grew so popular that it couldn’t be contained to one city. Now burlesque performers, authors and other ballsy broads get together to read…

Let’s be honest: Most of us who enjoy reading give in to the act appropriately for any long-term relationship. When climbing into bed with the new George Saunders, sweatpants are often involved. Unmatched socks? Well, they’re dear friends too. It’s hard to say whether or not we’ve brushed our teeth…

We at the Observer specialize in a few, key areas — writing the words you want to read, digging up interesting stories and spotlighting the people who influence our city. Also, and possibly most important: We throw GIANT parties. This Saturday (January 26) is Artopia, one of our biggest of…

Mirroring the choreography of birds of paradise is the mating ritual of nature’s rather baffling and little studied species, dorkus maximus. Until this Social Science event at the Perot museum, held last Friday night, we knew little about this fascinating group and even less about its sexual selection patterns. There…

Here’s local artist Anna Dunavin’s predictive sketch of Social Science, the sold-out, adults-only, drunken party happening at the Perot Museum this evening. Check back with Mixmaster for the follow-up, and to see if I do, in fact, make out with a robot. (Didn’t get tickets in time? Bummer. Grab them…

“Sorry, I need to wash my hands,” apologizes Joel Hodgson. The MST3K founder was discussing his background in comedy writing when this sanitation issue hit Code Red. He was the socially awkward pen behind half of Jerry Seinfeld’s HBO special, and right now, as he frets, that fact makes perfect…

Cro–oo-o-oo-w! Yay! Our favorite intergalactic, film-riffing janitor, MST3K’s creator and main mocker, Joel Hodgson, will be at Texas Theatre on Saturday night! There’s also a massive celebration of low rider culture at the Dallas Contemporary, a riotous relaunch of Rite of Spring by the Joffrey Ballet, and a visit by…

While last weekend we toasted Dragon Street’s 2013 openers, this weekend’s art events speak to Dallas’ younger, more experimental circuit hoppers. You’ll need to hit up four spots to catch the action, so start the night off early at the Power Station (3816 Commerce St.) from 5 to 7 p.m…

You know the back of his head better than the front. That’s because Joel Hodgson is the human creator of Mystery Science Theater 3000. For six years he served as camp cinema’s whistleblower, pelting verbal tomatoes at sacrificial B and C genre films with assists by snarky robot sidekicks. Now…