Hells Angels - Auckland 1960

Growing up, one diffusion line at a time

So Kate Sylvester huh? To be honest I've always been more of a Sylvester fan than a full on Kate Sylvester devotee. Sylvester was always more fun, easy to wear, approachable and (most importantly) affordable. All the fantastic things 20-somethings love about diffusion lines. But this year, the tides are changing. I saw all the Kate Sylvester S/S 2010/11 hoop-la come out of RAFW and it was all very awesome, pretty and fantastic. Great. But it wasn't until I saw the lookbook, by way of Katherine is Awesome, that something in me changed. Bottom line. I need those pants. Grown up pants. They are awesome!



Fantastic pants! I never thought this day would come, I like pants! To me pants have always been a bit too masculine for me. I don't suit/understand the whole masculine aesthetic many girls adopt. I don't get it. Maybe because I don't have the long, lean limbs to carry off that look and look more masculine/feminine than just plain masculine. Maybe. Who knows? But what I do know now is that I like these pants. Not too masculine, still some slouch left in them (but not too much). Cool.

But it wasn't just the pants that pushed me from Sylvester and into mama Kate Sylvester's arms. Hello awesome cardigans, fantastic blue top with ruffle edges that goes so well with the pants, and these dresses. Hi!



But let's not go jumping off any cliffs or anything. Sylvester you are still great! I wish I looked good in a turban, you make it seem so easy and such and essential part of an upcoming summer ensemble to the beach. Curses to a round face! But hooray to these bikinis! Hooray indeed.



Over and out. S.

THIS IS ALL I THINK ABOUT

I'm not joking, BBQ pork buns are all I think about lately.. Grand Harbour Yum cha, I wish you delivered.

Boys are lucky

Lately I have been thinking a lot about how boys dress, and how girls dress. And have come to the conclusion that boys can dress cooler than girls.
Say, for example, tattoos.. boys with lots of tattoos look cool and tough and rad. Unless they are Japanese symbols or tribal patterns (another blog altogether). Girls with lots of tattoos just never look as good. Trashy, maybe. Or Amy Winehouse-esque
Another example ; the rockabilly crowd at the Wanda Jackson show.. boys = cool and tough and rad. Girls = borderline tacky and costume-ish.

And then I saw this.





Thom Browne shark blazer. Another reason to wish I was a boy.
My life.

Ever do something that straight away, you question? Everyone is all "blah blah blah, no regrets" but some things cannot be helped.
For me, there is two kinds of mistakes. The first one is the 'maaaaaan I regret that' mistake, the kind when you do something (like getting drunk in an inappropriate situation) and can live with it even though its embarrassing. The second is the 'oh fuck that should not have happened' mistake where you do something that actually was really fucking shitty and weird and you do not feel good thinking about it.

Mistakes happen. And people deal with them. Good people can make bad decisions and still be good people!!

Relocation, relocation, relocation...

Who will be my relocation buddy? This week I'm thinking the Blue Ridge Mountains. Any takers? I can't cook, but I can clean. Now that's a pretty good deal.



S

please buy me more tattoos

Mustardy

So it might still be too early to be thinking about summer. But look at this bathing suit from Ruby. Cool! Yeah, I know.

S

WANDA!

Wanda Jackson last night was amazers. Let's not lie. A 72-year-old in fringe? How can that not turn into fun? It can't not, don't argue. But maybe the biggest props will have to go to an Unfashionable Guide to Fashion favorite, Nat. She managed the almost impossible last night. True dedication. True genius.

S

This is for my sister. HI ALICE. Remember thses guys? apparently they still perform.. who'd have thunk it, huh?

Somewhere

Sofia Coppola's new film. Psyched!

Love

Pamela Love jewelery that is, which I incidentally, love. Jewelery designer from New York who makes tough-gypsy-cool stuff. Maybe you've heard of her, maybe you haven't. Pretty much there isn't much more to this post except that I really want these rings.



Yeah that's right, a talon ring! An 18k gold talon! Around your finger! Awwwwwwsome! They also come in earring form! Imagine that! So amazing! Exclamation!

S

Off brand and not approved.

" Girls with short hair, fringes, heavy make up will not be approved"

ooooohhh bitch, American Apparell, there is no way that I would ever get a job there. Tattoos, piercing, eyeliner (god forbid)

STELLAAAAAA!!!

So, Stella McCartney. I wouldn't really wear her clothes. Not that I don't like her clothes, they are just not really me. But what is me is 17th Century Dutch art. I loves it. And because I'm an annoying and predictable girl, I especially like the still life and vanitas. So, imagine my warm fuzzy feeling when I saw these in the Stella McCartney Resort collection this year. Very warm, very fuzzy.






Cool right? Yeah, thought so. But, would I wear these? Maybe the mini-dress to a wedding. But seeing as the only wedding I'm attending in the near future is one where my outfit is chosen for me, I'll give this a pass. Maybe if I was in my 30s, and married to an investment banker. Maybe. But what I do love about Stella Mc.C is her knack for underwear. Oh I'm sorry, lingerie. Triangle lace bras, a sure way to a girl's, ahem, heart. Lol.



But seriously, so beautiful. This is some Stella McCartney I wouldn't mind wearing a.s.a.p. Potential sugar daddys take note.

S

outta here

well yall, its looking like I'm pretty much outta here - and I was all feeling good and great and wahoo! until today I converted my money. And not even real money, imaginary money that I was hoping to have saved. And friends, the result was dismal. I may or may not end up selling crack to school kids.
BUT my life would be complete if I could just get my hands on a pair of the Stolen Girlfriends Club Hot Snake shorts... orange faux crocodile skin high waisted short shorts. Its all I think about.. and I have a plan. Will keep you posted.

It's someone's birthday today!

My friend. My sister Anna. It's her birthday today you know. Yay! For her birthday here is a picture of us as kids. She's the one with the white vest because she was a prefect because she was totally awesome and I was just a little shit, as you can tell. Wow, just realised how prefect and perfect are very similar words...crazers!

Here is a Phil Collins video for nobody but Anna because who really likes Phil Collins but her? Ok, maybe you do too, so enjoy this with her. She went to his concert when she was only five or something like that. How cool is that? Very! What a hip kid. Even hipper than Macaualy Culkin was in that Michael Jackson video. Well guess what? My sister is still very awesome, hip and cool! Fancy that! Happy Birthday Friend!

Hi Marc, how've you been?

Busy I bet. I use to be obsessed with Marc Jacobs back in the day. The day being high school. OBSESSED. Well wouldn't you be if you were 17 and had a pair of Marc by Marc Jacobs bright green suede flats with mirror hearts all over them? They have now been worn to shoe death, yet they still sit in my wardrobe and on the odd occasion I try to pretend they are still alive and wearable, they're not. Well the Marc Jacobs in me and my wardrobe began to slip away a bit into the distance but not too far - can we all say Marc Jacobs sandals 75% off from Fabric?! An impulse buy that still survives four years down the line. But yes, other things began to take over my life other than Marc Jacobs. Maybe because I was SO IN LOVE (I don't think you quite understand the scale of my obsession. It was scary) with Marcy Marc at a particular point in my life as I grew away from that place going back there seemed like a time-machine, and a little unwelcome.

But after seeing the the Marc Jacobs Resort 2011 collection, I am slowly getting sucked back in. Marc Jacobs has always been a little retro-cool, Mad Men-chic, and this time is no different - except maybe it's just more (in my eyes) awesome. Like Mad Men-chic Take Miami (yes like the Kourtney and Khloe Kardashian show, that's right.) I'm also beginning to appreciate again how Marc Jacobs dresses often look like a 1960s air hostess (I have a dress along these lines hidden away in the depths of my wardrobe, vote to drag it out again?) Anyway, the ladies of Mad-Men take Miami have children with 1960s flight attendants, awesome!


And I guess I can't really talk about this collection without mentioning these dresses. (Attention Amber, you will lurve these)



Promtastic! Though me being me, I think I'd get the black and white one.


Yes, totes. Give me. I want it! But the thing I really like about this collection is this dress. Look at that shape. Awesome? Yes! Very!


So all in all, I like Marc Jacobs again. Yay for him! I'm sure he thinks very highly of my opinion. I think I might even pull out my Year 13 ball dress and wear it like a normal person, not just a ball attendee. Yes it was Marc Jacobs, I told you I was OBSESSED.


Here we go. What do we think? Jesus 2005 reeeeally was a looooooooooong time ago...hello terrible memory lane! Nice t-shirt Gemma. Awesome belt. Ahem, anyway... we're talking about just the dress here. Can I do this dress again? Especially in winter. Will I look totally stupid and weird? Should I just wait till summer? What do I doooooo?

S

This one is about my on-going hair crisis.

Yes, another post about my hair ('hooray' I hear you cheer). It's gotten very big and out of control lately - yet I don't feel like Cindy Crawford at all, funny that. Anyway, I'm thinking of getting rid of some of it. Then I saw this lassie from the Chloe Sevigny Opening Ceremony garden party presentation. Should I just wear my hair like this everyday? Bif votes yes. I vote maybe.

p.s. I'm sure y'all have seen the Wonder Woman of Manhattan-eqsue Chloe Sevigny pictures. So hows about check out their little garden party. Jealous much? I'm pretty much green with it/the flu.

p.p.s. Cute t-shirt. January 2011 + Opening Ceremony online = here I come!

And FINALLY tonight

Please join me in mourning my loss to attend the Wanda Jackson show. I am slow, lazy, forgetful and now regretful. I am also at your mercy if you have a spare, or two, ticket?!?! Nothing gross please - mainly just buying you treats everyday for a year plus an inflated price of the ticket. PUHLEASE!

I went 'shopping' on net-a-porter...

...and I bought some coats. Now I can be all warm and sung in my imgination. Great.

We all know how much I love anoraks. This one is navy! And has lots of pockets! And with a hood! Fantastic!

Alice By Temperley

This little number is a definite add to the 'I'm on the hunt for' list. Paddington Bear-chic. Is there really anything more I need to say to convince you? Not really!

Aubin & Wills

Can I do a cape? Usually I'd be a 'no capes!' (Edna Mold reference, yes I am awesome) kind of girl. But this one is pretty awesome!

Emilio Pucci

A list of 10 things you probably don't care about

But, they bug me. Sometimes they bug me so much they drive me up the wall, depending on my mood. As my mood at the moment is cranky...here is a list you don't have to read.

1) Putting duvet covers back on duvets. The world's most difficult and frustrating task? Yes.

2) Guys who carry canvas tote bags. Firstly, you're a guy, how much stuff do you need to carry around that it required a tote bag? Secondly, is that the only man-bag you could find? Really? Please don't do this. If you already do, please stop.

3) Badly behaved children.

4) Badly behaved parents.

5) People who stand RIGHT UP CLOSE to the elevator door. What's your deal? Freak.

6) Bands that play cutesy music. Too many xylophones - find a new instrument. Too many golden, sunlit fields - find a new video location.

7) Spa pools. I'm not frozen peas. Nor am I dried pasta. No thanks.

8) Being told "wow, you're so pale" when the lady at Smith & Caughey's takes off my makeup to match me up to something new. Yes, I'm pale. You are tanned. You will get wrinkles. I won't (as many).

9) Olives.

10) People who say 'vino'. Just say wine. We're in New Zealand, and that's okay.

Stay tuned for when I'm no longer sick - then maybe I'll put up a list of stuff I like. Maybe...probs not, I'm a pretty grumpy person. But never say never, maybe I'll treat you.

[witty remark about how it is cold and i miss summer]

Oh the life of a hypocrite, huh? Yes, yes I lurrrrve winter. I've said it before, I'll say it again. It makes snuggling under feather duvets till the morning becomes embarrassingly close to the afternoon seem justified. Dressing in winter is much more awesomer too. Duh! Tights. Socks. Tights AND sock. Scarfs. Layering. Dark Colours. Hello awesome! But you know what does suck? Cold feet. Not having a proper 'winter coat' (p.s. HELP ME HERE!) The palace is very warm. Since moving in just under a year ago Bif and I have NEVER needed any kind of heating. EVER! But still, I ramble. Basically I need a winter coat and/or summer. [Winter coat crisis and wish list to follow, WATCH THIS SPACE - if you dare]

Would You Do It?

Can you say Osh-Kosh-B'gosh?! Overalls, or perhaps dungarees. Whichever you prefer. I think I would do it. I've wanted to for quite sometime. But it's a bit depressing trying to find them in op shop;. baggy bums comes to mind. But since Topshop is putting out some nicely tailored ones, I think my dungaree dreams might very well be close to being fulfilled! Hooray!

Light Reading

Who likes trashy, un-intellectual stuff? Do you also know you have a brain in that head of yours? Do you want to combine those powers (sort of like Captain Planet's Planeteers? Sort of...) Well how about reading Gaga Stigmata? It's some pretty funny (kind of haha) stuff. But it also kind of makes you feel like you're back in that first year Media Studies paper that you thought would be a good idea. It wasn't. But go on, give it a go, get off this blog and read something substantial for once!

Hello Marky Mark.

Blog Haters

Isn't it interesting how so many people are anti- blog? I myself am anti particular blogs, but not all blogs are lame! Some are very entertaining and wild and interesting.

So Hear Ye Hear Ye blog haters! I like to blog. You may not. You might like to play guitar, or Playstation . Things I may not. So please refrain from saying that blogs are like, so totally lame and cliche unless you want me to burn you right on back.

On another note - Everyone should go and see an exhibition down in W(h)anganui called Ever Ever by the lovely James K Lowe. Amazing AMAZING photos that any bitch would be lucky to own, let alone create. I'm not fancy enough to do that bloggy-linky thing where I can link you to James' blog, but google him and check it out!

Sarah Edit: I am nerdy so here is James' blog.

Michael Barnett

Is STILL a pretty awesome guy. That's right, STILL! Can you believe that?! Who can hold on to awesomeness for that long, you might ask. Michael can! Here is Michael jumping over some rocks. Hello, agile. Hello, awesome. Hello, a guy who loves the outdoors. Hello, Michael Barnett!