Ok, so...

This is probably totally inappropriate and too personal or whatever (don't worry it's not gross) for our wee blog here, but I'm gonna give it a shot anyway. So lately I've been thinking about people, friends to be specific or shall I say 'friends'. To cut an unnecessarily long story short, Bif and I had these friends. Things were good, they were fine, great at times! These were friends rooted in high school and university experiences, tried and trusted. Basically, sometime last year, shit hit the fan in a pretty massive way. But also in a very weird way.

At the end of the day Bif and I are pretty much left here with no explanation what so ever. Just a swift, clean cut out of their lives. I'm not going to lie, there was a lot of anger. Bitterness. Hurt (sob). But what there wasn't was an explanation. No Unnamed ex-Friend: "You're a weirdo Sarah, I don't like you anymore." Me: "I'm not weird, you're weird." We agree to disagree. Bye for life. Nope nothing of the sort. Just complete silence. And now, almost a year on, people tell me to move on, which I have but it still comes back to me once in a while and bugs the living hell out of me.

What did I do? But even that is like whatevz, I can get past that. They don't want me to know what I did or talk to me - fine. What really stings about this whole thing is how disposable I felt. We'd been through a lot together and all of a sudden it was gone, with no regret or explanation or warning or attempt to fix whatever was wrong. We'd been through good, happy, crazy, fun and even bad. I feel like a whole, very important time of my life was gone and never happened (and cos my computer broke I lost a lot of photos that only certain people can replace) I thought we stood by each other - apparently not...?

Look here. I'm done with being angry - cos I was angry! I'm done with guessing what was so wrong with me that I was so quickly severed from their lives. I just want to know. It's like a black hole in my mind. What do you think I did (or didn't do) and why didn't you tell me? Did you feel you could not talk to me? Really? Cos that kind of sucks. That kind of hurts. I'd like to say sorry, but I won't say sorry to something I don't know anything about. Bif and I tried to extend olive branches once or twice but it's pretty clear that we are no longer welcomed. But I want to extend more than an olive branch, I want to extend a letter of questions - but I'm way too chicken.

Does this stuff really happen? I still can't believe it does. I thought we were all 'adults' here and could water-under-the-bridge stuff, unless it was reeeeeeeally bad. Were we reeeeeeeally that bad? Tell me. Feedback please. Honestly. I'd really like to know. I might not agree, but I will listen. Anyway. Weird. It was all very weird. I am weird, sorry readers. More light-hearted unfashionable shit to follow - promise!

Re-watching

...is pretty awesome. Watch out My So-Called Life, you're next.

I think no

At this point, I'm thinking no to the blue hair. Sigh. I do really want to do it, but I want people to take me seriously more. You see I'm in a funny stage of my life where I have no idea where I'm going or what I'm doing (blah, blah, blah) and a lot of people still think I'm about 16-years-old - which doesn't really help with the whole "come on throw me a bone, I swear I am a serious, grown up human being" situation.

While Bif-a-liscious should dye her hair pink now as this is probably the only time in her life she could get away with it, like she said, with me I think that maybe my crazy hair time will be later in life. In a log cabin alone. With lots of cats.

K-Dub

Ok, so let's skip the "Karen Walker you goddess for bringing Topshop to The Department Store in April, OH MA GOH I'M GONNA DIE" hoo-ha shall we and instead talk about how I'm generally weirded out by K-Dub stuff in everyday life. And before we begin, this ain't no hate (Karen Walker you goddess for bringing Topshop to The Department Store in April, OH MA GOH I'M GONNA DIE) and I want this t-shirt from the Runaway line.


But you see, the thing is, this is probably the first ever item of Karen Walker clothing I've really wanted. And it's a t-shirt.

So pretty much, the deal with me is that I've just never warmed to much of the Karen Walker clothes over the past years. I like the jewelry a lot more and don't have this issue with them. I like a few coats every season, like these little babies for example.



But like everything in the land of Karen Walker (except this possibly rather affordable t-shirt) the coats are always out of my financial reach so I never bother even going in there to look for them. My 'problem' with Karen Walker isn't the price. If I like something enough I'd charge it to my credit card and not go out for a while slash just stare at it in vain online until I die of boredom. It just never happens with KW stuff. Why? I just look at it all and while I'm not repulsed, I'm just a bit 'meh-ed' (yes kill me now, I know I 'blaspheme'). It's just all a bit 'boxy' or something. Just a bit too 'nautical'/'wood cabin in upstate New York' or something. I'm not hating on the 'geek-chic' shoe and sock combo (I am a fan and practicing individual of that look). It all just doesn't sit right with me.

For example I kinda like this dress.


It's cute. It's frilly. It's in my second favorite colour, navy blue. But I still wouldn't really go there.

If I was a sexy sectary or librarian I'd maybe wear this to work.


But that's not what I do, is it. I think the thing with Karen Walker and me is that I don't feel like I have anywhere appropriate to wear this stuff. Which is weird because I didn't think twice about buying a tight velvet dress. I feel like when I put on her clothes that I AM the dress. The things I'd try on aren't pants (I'm not mature enough to wear 'pants' as opposed to jeans) or stripped tops (I get mine from H&M and Glassons thank you very much) are such 'clothes' they just make me wrinkle my nose a little bit - except that t-shirt, I think I'm gonna get that. Is there something wrong with me that I don't kowtow to the temple of KW? Am I ill? Please still be my friend.

p.s. Karen Walker ring fund update, I think I want this one more now. Not so "Oh my god I forgot to take it off when I did the dishes" and possibly more realistic for my little money jar.

Hi. You're cute. I want you

I'm talking to these three little outfits from Lover. Especially, especially the dress. The body suit even! And I hate body suits. And finally, how morman-tastic is that white dress? Very. A step toward my life as Chloë Sevigny perhaps?

Sarah, resist the urge to throw your laptop out the window

Hey guys. So let's all try and keep an accurate count of stock shall we? Topshop and Opening Ceremony I'm looking at you. Okay, okay so maybe Opening Ceremony got inundated with furry bag orders when they let the flood gates open on their little sale - you shall be forgiven.

But Topshop, seriously, you have been a very bad website. I don't trust you no more. You said these in a size 36 were in stock when I ordered you. The rest of my stuff arrived in a very FLAT package (no wedges in sight) just an 'out of stock' little piece of paper. Not even a place in a back order priority line a-la American Apparel.

But wait a minute, you say you are out of stock on the piece of paper I have in my hands - but I go and put you back in my little online bag (size 36) and you are successfully "added to bag". Really? REALLY!? Are you really successfully added to bag? I think not. I have serious doubts. But I'm going to re-order you again, just because being disappointed like this is so much fun. And i want these shoes oh so much, my lack of height needs them. GODS OF THE TOPSHOP WAREHOUSE, PLEASE BE GOOD TO ME!

Two things
1- I wish my life was like these pictures
2- I like staying at home because it means I can do all the blogs I have been saving up.

oh wait, three things!
Third thing - Did you guys know that Sarah has a photo blog, all the cool stuff she comes across in her interweb travels. Check it out!
http://unfashionablesarah.tumblr.com/

Hello Wunderkind - I like your blanket-y coats and jackets and dresses. They remind me of my brothers Scout Blanket that was an extra blanket for my sister and I when we were little. Perhaps I should attempt something like this with my Brother LS 2160 pink sewing machine!?
Vote please!

Wadlund - thanks JKL, sometimes you make me google things I'm too lazy to google otherwise.

Hair- do??

Lookie here, a hairdo' I like. Reminiscent of Sarah's Tallulah thing (which hasn't happened yet btw) this is something I'm interested in.. How did Yohji Yamamoto do this??
Is it real? Not the long hair or anything by the way, the colour. The luminous, glowing colour! If you look at the hair on the model in the background, you can really see the full extent of the colour.
If I did this I get the feeling I would never get taken seriously. But if I can't have pink and orange hair now, when can I ever do it?

Furry

I am bit furry at the moment, as in sick and ill. Boo hoo. But you know what else is furry? Stuff I want in my wardrobe. I want a good fur coat. Bif got a faux-tastic one last year from SaveMart for a spectacular 30 bones. But sigh, not everyone's life is as charmed as Elizabeth's and I am still on le hunt. I thought I found one the other day but my shopping companion said it was a bit too big. Pfft, what does he know? I think it was a bit too Veruka Salt, which is awesome! There was also a very, very soft rabbit fur one there too...sigh maybe I will go back again with someone more partial to the Veruka Salt look.

But look at what I have found here. An Opening Ceremony monster(ish) sale, including a very furry-tastic bag. Do I need it? $USD26 you say? Well ok then. But seriously this bag is something I believe could be integrated well into my life.


It would be a nice change from black, black, black. It would keep my belongings warm in the upcoming winter, act as a portable pillow/snuggle buddy at movies or in line at the bank and can compensate for my lack of/and train me in preparation for a real life pet (I'm thinking medium sized dog). What do you think? We all know I think yes. Besides, I need something to pull me out of this online shopping hell the lovely Topshop pushed me into yesterday - but that's a whole other story and angry rant all together; stay tuned for THAT show-stopper.

oh dear

One of the perils of working in retail is the fact that there is (sometimes) a lot of spare time. Spare time sometimes means that one day, after staring at a top or dress for several days, or weeks, and suddenly you think, "Wait - I think I do like that yellow snakeskin print tshirt dress." or.. " Maybe I do like those sequin pants". And then you end up with something you are not sure about when you get home.

Like this



I bought it, I like (d) it, but now I'm wondering .. is it something I would buy if I didn't work with it? If I walked into my shop, would I like it?

Tough luck, its mine, but I'm left with shoppers guilt.

Alexander Mcqueen - I must say that I prefer his s/s2010 rtw collection - would punch a granny for one of those dresses, but this dress is definitely my fave from the fall collection. So so beautiful. Call me a sinner, but I didn't really like much else, but this one tickled my fancy just fine. Heart you Lee.

Quarter year Christmas List

I would like these Miu Miu shoes - only 420 Pounds. Easy. They would look great with socks during winter or on my feet for the rest of my life. Sorted.




This Chloe bag. Yes its great,can I have one?



And this jacket... I think because it reminds me of my boyfriend?? Bargain price of 630 pounds. Again, good for my winter wardrobe.

Sigh, Imaginary shopping.

First Blog in a While

Alejandro Jodorowsky is one strange cookie.His two best known films are El Topo and The Holy Mountain. I watched El Topo first, at the suggestion of the Video Ezy man - he said it was "easier to understand". And right he was. I was not prepared for The Holy Mountain as a starter.. even watching it after El Topo it was still weird and strange but very cool to watch at the same time. However, I recommend El Topo for its cinematography and its easier to follow story line. And its AMAZING costumes. It made me want to dress like a cowboy bandit Mexican gunfighter. Watch out for the use of midgets ( small people?) and amputees, and be prepared for some nudity and very suggestive scenes in both movies.

ALEJANDRO YOU TRIPPER.

Hello Opening Ceremony

And of course, my old friend. We meet again

Christopher Kane details

I have a headache, just look here

Finally!

A breeze AND rain?! This must be my lucky day. Goodbye summer. I will miss you - but only eventually.


p.s. my sister just told me it's hailing and snowing (really Anna? Snow?) in Melbourne.

Ho Hum Balmain

Look here, I'm not saying non to this. Christophe Decarnin knows what works and what is awesome. There were plenty of things I liked:




Balmain shoulders, glittery mini dresses, some with fringe - awesome. However the rest of the collection, dare I say it, wasn't very razzle dazzle. I just don't get the Adam and the Ants vibe. I like the military look, it's awesome and cute without looking too sugary. But I just never really trust it to look like anything but Adam and the Ants.

Nom nom nom

Tonight one of us is going on a mini-vacation - and the other one is simply driving her to the airport. The most exciting thing about this trip for me (the one who is staying behind) is that Bif will get to eat CURLY FRIES! (Of course I think the most exciting thing about this trip for her would be seeing her family...) But back to the point, CURLY FRIES! These were the highlight of childhood birthday parties at A&W and trips to the zoo (where there was an A&W). But then tragedy struck - my family moved away from Singapore and away from A&W. The part of my life dedicated to the curly fry crumbled. People would be all "A fry that is curly? You're nuts immigrant" and just laugh and point at me. But then around four years ago, while pretending to be an adult down in Wellington curly fries re-entered my life. There was a bit of a sketchy period during the past four years when the 'supplier of curly fries could not deliver to Sweet Mother's Kitchen' for some reason or another - but most of the time, they would be there. But now, having moved back to Auckland - the curly fry evades me yet again...

I'm so sad that I'm driving Bif to the curly fry and all I will get is McDonalds at the airport foodcourt. So sad in fact that I have spent the last few minutes Goggle Image searching 'Curly fries'. Yes very sad - as in upsetting and lame. THEN I decided to google 'curly fries in Auckland' and - highlight of my day so far - curly fries are served at the Langham Hotel for $8 a basket!!! Is it lame to eat at a hotel when you are not staying there/not at a wedding/not on a business meeting/not going for high tea/just ordering a basket of curly fries...?

Woah!

Hot damn! Hell yes! I could work with this.