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Le King

Freaking hell! Early Elvis was totally awesome. How come impersonators only mimic the rather sad and painful time in his life embodied in the glittery suits? If I was a guy/didn't have a very particular dressing complex that will not be mentioned here, I would TOTALLY become the first early Elvis impersonator by way of my everyday dress code!

Simple arithmetic

Bullfights + Pablo Picasso = a few of my favorite things

Smart is overrrated.

When when when after I finish uni will I ever need to be as intellectual as I'm supposed to be for my classes?? Smart is overrated becasue you end up sounding like a wanker. You can be smart without having to talk smart. Just because I can't MLa reference properly doesnt mean I'm not well educated.


Real life doesnt require analysing stupid books and shit that regular people dont read.

Why is this not me?

I'm not always a fan of Gregory Crewdsons work , mostly just coz i'm super super jelly of his pure talent and bad ass shit that costs more than I have earned in the past year, but these photos really make me want to build a shrine to him in my room.

The most frustrating 10 minutes in xoxo history

Usually I just sit back, relax and enjoy my weekly dose of Gossip Girl in peace, but this week for some reason I feel the urge to b.l.o.g about it, a lot!
FIRSTLY, what hell kind of an outfit was Serena wearing to breakfast?! A floor-length ocean blue halter-neck scooped-back satin gown??? Oh, so it was what she was wearing under her gown to her high school graduation. Yeah that totally makes sense now...what an attention whore.
Secondly, Vanessa. Oh Vanessa, Vanessa, Vanessa. What on earth are you doing at their high school graduation? You don't go to that school nor are you part of anyone's family. Where is your family? Go back to wherever they are please, stop trying, you will never stop to being annoying.
Big ups to Blair and her posse trying to coordinate their unflattering gowns with matching waist-belts, headbands and pearls. These are girls who spend hours getting ready - and love to show it. P.s. Nelly Yuki is my idol, she should party more often!
AND finally (as this is far too long of a rant for a 21-year-old to be having on the ins and outs of G.G.) Why wasn't Serena wearing a trencher? Was she too cool for it? Trying to be fashionable wearing only the tassel in her HAIR?! Well guess what Serena you just looked dumb - which is most likely the reason you didn't have a trencher in the first place.

I have found a new evil

In the form of the newly launched Opening Ceremony online store



Wouldn't these both look amazing with black tights?! Please don't even get my started on the clothes and/or the huge list of other designers on offer at wonderful Opening Ceremony! Sigh, sigh, sigh.

It gets too cold in our house

I woke up today in what seemed like a completely different place from where I went to sleep. There was sun! There is not much more I want to say about this matter except that it makes me want to move to a certain place in particular even more. A place where the sun shines pretty much all the time, however seasonal enough (just) to still wear winter clothes; tights, coats, scarves - however in more of a fashion way than an 'appearance-out-the-window-it's-too-cold-to-think-about-colour-coordination' way.

Life should be more like this

In particular, I feel like Bif and I are the two girls around the 1:48 mark. If I had a haircut like that (don't get me started on my new one, urgh) and didn't have a wee bit of a cold, this would totally be me right now.

p.s. a young Kim Cartrall? Great!

p.p.s. this also makes me rather excited about Phoenix's new album. Eager, eager, eager!

I'm not a hater but...geez.

My boyfriend says I am a hater. Which I'm not. Certain things just annoy me. Like the previously blogged tights that look like jeans. And people who push in. People who are rude. Andd people that wear fingerless gloves with t-shirts. I'm not talking about Rihanna like fingerless lace , or perhaps leather. I'm talking about woollen, knitted , intended to keep your hands warm gloves. If your hands are so cold, why not put on a sweater? or better still, gloves with fingers? I know its all grunge and cool , but to be honest its kind of out.. as a look.
So please dress appropriatley for the weather.
p.s I was going to have a picture but all the fingerless gloves give me the creeps so I held back. Instead, perhaps, enjoy these lovely photos of stuffed animals doing funny things.

It is freezing cold!

And my life would be so much more glamorous, and warmer, if I had this in coat form. This doesn't mean that I want the flamingo equivalent of a mink fur coat. This little guy just looks so warm, yet still oh-so-fabulous.

Hunter S. Thompson

One of these things that you are suppose to bite your teeth into. I guess at 21 I am arriving slightly late to this party. Fashionably late and enjoying it enough for me to freaking b.l.o.g about it!

2NE1 - Korean Girl Group

Super cute outfits etc etc.. you should see their video.Dance like PCD, dress like Gwen Stefani on acid and still not as slutty as either.

The Rebuttal

I, Bif, in my defense of Sarah's shopping addiction , offered to take her credit card so she can only spend ay designated shopping periods. She very VERY quickly turned this offer down , leading me to believe that her woe about her shopping addiction is actually just shoppers guilt and nothing more serious than that. When she gets to spend more than $100 dollars in EVERY SINGLE SHOP she goes into, I will consider it a true and serious issue.
And seriously, she has heaps of clothes.. as she buys more she could potentially remove the older pieces that she no longer feels an affinity with. My suggestion. Summary - money out must have money in.

And also, I am a bad decision maker, which is why the pick a hand process is so effective for me, because I have self control. If the hand says no , it means no. Sarah was hell bent on these shoes.
*but also , for all the readers, Sarah chose two cheaper pairs of shoes as opposed to one more expensive pair. Positive aspect of the trip*

Sarah's shoes are very similar to these Gucci babes.

Beware of floors that sparkle

A few months ago when Sus and I went to a midday movie and the trailer for 'Confessions of a Shopaholic' came up she almost immediately quipped 'that's you Sarah'. I acted all faux-offended and rolled with the punches at this rather hilarious joke as it was a pretty apt fictional exaggeration of me. That was then, and now, well truth be told...it IS totally me!

Today Bif and I put on our mall-rat hats and got all tuckered out at god-awful Westfield of all places! But as much as I mock the mall, I really enjoyed myself, and dare I say it, am thirsty for more (and more, and more)! We started off slow in the low-budget accessory emporiums Diva and Equip, buying unnecessarily large bows, a bad excuse of a faux-turquoise ring and a plucked pheasant headpiece. Should we have stopped there? Yes. Did we stop there? No. The shiny floors drew us deeper and deeper into the claws of mass consumption. Shiny floors are TOTALLY a marketing trap in malls b.t.w; they make you freaking giddy and drunk with unnecessary lust over bad YSL knock off heels. So what do I do about all of this? Buy two pairs of shoes from Wild Pair (i know) of course. I blame it on the epileptic fit my ears were having in there and Bif's stupid 'pick a hand' process of elimination while trying to make a rational decision - neither are conducive to a rational decision, no matter how you look at my two pairs of new shoes. As soon as I got home I frantically disposed of the boxes to make it seem like it all didn't happen and now I sit here, bowing my head in shame (with a grin of shallow and superficial gratification, of course).


That's me in a few years time - right before I begin to eat my clothes because I have no money left, and even then I don't think I could do it. My buckling closet (no shit, the bar is bending in a very uneasy way and creaks when a speck of dust falls on it) is my freaking security blanket. It's my almost like my oxygen. On the drive home Bif suggested me going through my wardrobe on a TradeMe pillage (again!) and I'm pretty sure I yelled 'NO!' at her. When did this happen to me? I'm trying to think really hard to the point in my life when I just snapped. And it was a snap...or was it a progressive evil that slowly seeped its way into my bloodstream over time?

One last thing.

Lady Gag- Gag.

What in living Jesus' name is up with Lady Gaga??
seriously.. A teacup with her everywhere she goes?
The lipstick?
There is a limit to how much the mainstream can handle.

Continue Met Ball Rant.

I too researched into this usual outfit drool worth event.. Agree with the other blog on the most part. I did see this dress on Liv Tyler which I thought suited her very well.. maybs not my style but I like the 1940's style.



Was very surprised that the other blog, written by such a huge gossip girl fan,failed to mention one small fashion disaster by one Queen Bee in question. Its just all so upsetting and wrong... Too much leg, sparkly bits ,one sleeve... I just (sigh) I feel so disappointed. Blake would have looked lovely in yellow , or lilac or even frucking tie dyed with stripes and sequins. Anything but this!
Maybe the pose doesnt help but.. I just can't continue because it just really is too hard to keep my emotions in check.



Now everybody knows I'm an Olsen fan, of both M.K and Ashley. I know she has been made fun of so many times but I actually like M.K in this dress. And smiling! Its something only MK could pull off.. maybe a few other people but not many.



And Ashley.. well... It was ok. No complaints,but no raving love and passion for this particular dress. Its rather architectural. I do like her hair though, a nice change from the messy thing the twinsies tend to do. Sophisticated... but MK is more couture and edgy.

After further investigation

Okay you know what, I was so dissatisfied with my initial MET ball 2009 encounter I went digging for more. And oh boy did I find more...

Firstly here are two dresses I quite enjoy.


Diane Kruger in Chanel. As irritating as I have found Diane in every film I've seen her in, this is one cute dress. Even just for grocery shopping, this gets my vote.


Kate Bosworth in Stella McCartney. Again, yet another irritating actress in a rather nice dress. The length is a bit too Morticia Adams. Give me this dress, rip off all the material below the knee and you'd have one very happy camper over here.


Now, let's take a look at what else I found...


Katy Perry is the definition of fugly. This is totally messed up. The hair, the dress, the pose, the way she spells Katie, should I go on? I can't even make my self hate on her anymore. That's how disgusted I am over this one.


Laura Hollins (a.k.a Agyness Deyn) grinds my gears. She has no taste and/or style, and I think this proves any doubters wrong.


And finally, a highly disturbing image to go to sleep to. Madonna. Fucking hell. Not only is this 'woman' some kind of unexplainable freaky excuse of a human (let's not begin to discuss how she haunts me) but this outfit is a total insult to this event, fashion and my eyes. Give up, you are no longer young!

Heart dog

Jen just brought this to my attention. I want one. That is all.

MET Costume Institute Gala 2009

I was really looking forward to this year's MET ball. You usually get some really great gems out of it, or at least some interesting choices to mull over. This year, however, I have been left feeling very much...ripped off.

There were no great WOW dresses. The Olsen's looked great (but I'll leave that for our in-house Olsen Twin expert Bif to b.l.o.g about later). Justin Timberlake wore some fabulously entertaining specs and in all honesty, my favorite outfit would have to go to Kirsten Dunst's borderline dowdy Chanel number - which in my opinion had slightly more 'pow' sashaying its way down the runway than on Hollywood's favorite snaggle tooth; maybe this is because I have yet to see an action shot of pretty little snaggle in this fantastic dress. Okay, I guess if I was stuck wearing Claire Danes' dress I wouldn't have a complete fit. Maybe just a very loud grumble.





As for the 'what were they thinking??!!' segment, well, that too was a complete let-down. I feel totally duped not really being able to go totally off on anyone's dress this year. The most disappointing thing about the bad outfits is that they seemed only worthy of a circa 2000 Academy Award attendance, not the freaking MET BALL you nincumpoops!I'm looking at you Renée Zellweger, Hilary Swank, Brooke Shields, Amber Rose(Kanye West's shorty)and Marisa Tomei.




Sigh, I shake my head in utter disappointment.

p.s. Helena's dress is a little weird. For some reason it reminds me something eye-patch Nadine would wear to this event. But still it's not TOTALLY mind-boggling strange, urgh! I just like how Zac Posen seems to be swaying from side to side in a semi-line-dance-move sort of way - wouldn't that be great if he really was! Someone get me a video of this and it will make this year's ball the best EVER! Regardless of what you may have just read.

Blog makeover

Despite both of us being totally brain-drained right now, we have managed to give our little blog a little makeover.

Also, here are three of my favorite William Eggleston photos.




I wish everyday of my life looked like these photos. This is all I can muster out of me right now.

Bloggin' after midnight

On a less nuts and stressed out note, will I ever get sick of these two women? I think not. Fab dress you have there Patsy! Please excuse the lame excuse of a title, btw. I'm tired alright, what are you gonna do about it??!!
p.s. Bif you can totally change the fonts on this blog! even the colours!

The bain of my existance

My phone is totally fucked. It has a mind of it's own. But not in a cool way (if that is even a possible outcome for wayward technology), but in a mind-blowing-god-awfully frustrating 'if you had a head, phone, i would rip it off' kind of way. Its two favorite activities, i have noticed are 1)turning itself off and on, and off again preferably when i am trying to send an important text message (yes they exist) in an already highly stressful situation i.e. discovering the roadworks/no right-hand-turn on Symonds St in rush hour traffic where the lights ARE NOT SYNCHRONISED TO SAVE THEIR OWN LIFE(but that's a whole other issue) and 2)it also likes to play this little game called 'inactive sim'. To which I usually participate yelling 'IT'S ACTIVE YOU IRRITATING LITTLE SHIT!' If someone could perhaps kindly kill the above phone (before the stress it causes me kills me first) and replace it with the below Zeus of a phone, I promise I will never yell at my cellphone in public (while alone) ever again. Promise!