Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
I've no idea why I just spent 10 minutes cropping my face out of all of these. I doubt anyone reads this (though I have love for those that do!) and if people do, they either have no idea who I am and don't care, or they are reading this because they know who I am.
Friday, October 2, 2009
|1.||capricious humor or disposition; extravagant, fanciful, or excessively playful expression: a play with lots of whimsy.|
|2.||an odd or fanciful notion.|
|3.||anything odd or fanciful; a product of playful or capricious fancy: a whimsy from an otherwise thoughtful writer.|
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
In winter I went on a holiday to a treehouse. I've always been a tree lover, so it was a dream come true. Everywhere is lovely wood, with driftwood art installations and sketches from the artist who used to live there. The house is built on stilts on the top of the highest cliff in the area. The balcony is in the treetops, and the backyard is a national park. I'm hoping to go back this summer, because apparently you can sleep out on the balcony then, and look at the stars.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
I don't hate what Sienna Miller is wearing here. Fashion blogs are knocking it, but I think she makes it kind of fierce. Okay, I admit she used to dress like an idiot, with leather string around the bottom of her jeans and so forth, and yes, she does suffer from comparisons to Kate (yes, suffer, because no one compares favourably). Also she is a flagrant 'other woman' and so deserving of the spite of the female species (cheating is bad, yada yada yada). Those topless photos weren't exactly classy, but each to their own life.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
I went to Melbourne. Fell in love a little bit. With Dali, and with shoes, and with silk dresses. Laughed out loud many times in the Dali exhibition, much to the irritation of the schoolteachers trying to impart a but of culture to their hairsprayed, farting, shrieking charges. Well I’m sorry, but there is no way that a skull sodomising a piano isn’t funny, no matter how old or how educated you are.
My new job is going awesomely, thanks very much for asking, GOD, why so rude? I won't lie, I'm enjoying wearing pure wool pants and cotton/viscose shirts. I'm a sucker for gorgeous fabrics but they don't fit in too well with my lifestyle since I like to lounge around a lot...(read: I'm very lazy) as a result I own a lot of cashmere jumpers covered in pills. Ohhh, little tip, ebay is great for luxury fabrics because people tend to buy things based on how they look on ebay, not how they feel. As a result, plain and boring garments of the highest quality can be a bargain.
Didn’t take the camera in Melbourne which was a good thing, because it is an excessively photogenic city and I would have been pointing and shooting and wildly abusing the ‘Auto’ setting. The food was excellent, the boy ate duck and kangaroo for the first time (on different nights, I promise), watched the light show during dinner at South Bank, went to hole-in-the-wall fancy-pants posh place tucked in a laneway and ordered a side of fries with the $$$ meals. Just ask if you want to know where to get some cracker chestnut chocolate mouse with spiced wine pear and a hazelnut cigar. Gorged on Mexican on Chapel Street, got takeaway churros, ordered room service because we could. Damn straight.
For some reason the boy bought three hats (though if he had a blog he would be writing "For some reason the girl bought three pairs of shoes") and he looks like the hardest, meanest criminal in his new slouchy beanies. "It's been emotional", I said to him, and he had no idea what I was talking about until I said it in a scouse accent. And if you don't know where that line is from then your cultural education is sorely lacking.
Friday, July 10, 2009
There weren't detail shots from Lacroix and Givenchy which is probably a good thing. I love how haute couture season coincides with not having any more exams!