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Monday, March 28, 2011
YOU HAVE NOT BEEN FORGOTTEN
i haven't forgotten you unfashionable friends! i've just been busy kick starting my moonlighting gig. but if you still refuse to move here is a little tid bit to keep ya going...mainly about things i got on the weekend. yay!
oh cool, a globe. i can sit above it and pretend i'm a massive giant. well...it also kind of does this
yeah that's right. i got myself a globe lamp people! i have forever been looking for a good quality globe lamp that wasn't plastic but that also didn't cost $300 and up. i finally found that needle in the haystack last week on trademe. i couldn't believe it. start price $175?! i almost went into hysterics. i approached this very cautiously so not to set off a bidding war days before it closed. i stalked my prey and 5 minutes before it closed i pounced with the opening bid of $175. the frantic page refreshing followed. no new bids. ever. closing. closing. closed. mine. really? for $175!?!? holy crap! and this is a real baby too, metal frame and solid wood base, the real deal y'all. wes anderson movies would be so proud of me. the 8-year-old national geographic fan version of myself would be so proud of me. you should be proud of me too. or at least happy! happy camper.
i also did a bit of bargain hunting at the mall en route to my actual destination the supermarket - what's new here? glassons my darling friend managed to find me a good little real leather suede jacket for $200. that's pretty good if you're ask me. especially since i am still unsure if i can pull off the biker jacket thing. bif could do it. but i was always more of a denim jacket girl. but the price tag and this amazing teal/dark grey colour just grabbed a hold of me. what do we think people? the peace sign definitely toughens it up too, don't you think....?
and finally, in this self-indulgent post of mine, is the mention that i FINALLY got my lonely hearts dress. finally is in capitals because this particular exercise turned out to be a lot more arduous and such a huge pain in my ass that i won't even talk about it here there is too much complaining and wtf moments involved. i'm just going to move on from that and be happy with my dress. so happy with it i wore it straight away to justin townes earle last night; which was, by the way, amazing. however while older people at concerts are very cute and adorable, they become a lot less so when they turn around and hiss "shut up" at you every time you mutter a word. not an annoying yahoo (while there was some of that happening around, which is like, ok we're at a gig...) but just a simple, audible "i love this song" to your friend next to you - cue grumpy old person whipping around and hissing "shut up". what? really? go home lady.
x
oh cool, a globe. i can sit above it and pretend i'm a massive giant. well...it also kind of does this
yeah that's right. i got myself a globe lamp people! i have forever been looking for a good quality globe lamp that wasn't plastic but that also didn't cost $300 and up. i finally found that needle in the haystack last week on trademe. i couldn't believe it. start price $175?! i almost went into hysterics. i approached this very cautiously so not to set off a bidding war days before it closed. i stalked my prey and 5 minutes before it closed i pounced with the opening bid of $175. the frantic page refreshing followed. no new bids. ever. closing. closing. closed. mine. really? for $175!?!? holy crap! and this is a real baby too, metal frame and solid wood base, the real deal y'all. wes anderson movies would be so proud of me. the 8-year-old national geographic fan version of myself would be so proud of me. you should be proud of me too. or at least happy! happy camper.
i also did a bit of bargain hunting at the mall en route to my actual destination the supermarket - what's new here? glassons my darling friend managed to find me a good little real leather suede jacket for $200. that's pretty good if you're ask me. especially since i am still unsure if i can pull off the biker jacket thing. bif could do it. but i was always more of a denim jacket girl. but the price tag and this amazing teal/dark grey colour just grabbed a hold of me. what do we think people? the peace sign definitely toughens it up too, don't you think....?
and finally, in this self-indulgent post of mine, is the mention that i FINALLY got my lonely hearts dress. finally is in capitals because this particular exercise turned out to be a lot more arduous and such a huge pain in my ass that i won't even talk about it here there is too much complaining and wtf moments involved. i'm just going to move on from that and be happy with my dress. so happy with it i wore it straight away to justin townes earle last night; which was, by the way, amazing. however while older people at concerts are very cute and adorable, they become a lot less so when they turn around and hiss "shut up" at you every time you mutter a word. not an annoying yahoo (while there was some of that happening around, which is like, ok we're at a gig...) but just a simple, audible "i love this song" to your friend next to you - cue grumpy old person whipping around and hissing "shut up". what? really? go home lady.
x
Labels:
glassons,
life,
shopping spree
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Things are happening...
So, Sarah's jumped ship. Kind of, sort of, not really. But I do have my own blog now. Like a blog blog not a picture blog. One with words and everything! Working towards other stuff for the blog (and you and me) in my head. Hear about it first on the new blog all in good time. But in the meantime...please follow me, I need support and lots o friends! x
Labels:
help,
Sarah Theobald
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Sunday funday
Sunday funday at Coromandel Cacti. Pulling up underneath a huge group of power pylons on a gravel driveway felt more like something out of a wonderful El Paso dream than the Mt. Wellington Highway. I didn't want to leave. But I did, with three more plants. I've pretty much got a cacti hothouse happening in my apartment right now. Coromandel Cacti my new Topshop? I believe so.
Labels:
cacti,
shopping spree
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Dresses from Valentino are great
Labels:
fur,
paris fashion week,
valentino
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
huhhhhhhhhhhh??
To be honest, I nearly didn't even pay attention to the darn clothes when I looked at this. I was TOTALLY focused on the makeup, or face paint or whatever.
Why was it different for each model? Why were some tribal and some like the models had been sniffing black spray paint? Do I love it or do I hate it? The line is very thin. I like these ones, I think, bit a lot of the others weren't creepy enough or looked to halloween-ish.
So many questions, gang, so many questions.
Why was it different for each model? Why were some tribal and some like the models had been sniffing black spray paint? Do I love it or do I hate it? The line is very thin. I like these ones, I think, bit a lot of the others weren't creepy enough or looked to halloween-ish.
So many questions, gang, so many questions.
Labels:
make-up,
Vivienne Westwood,
why?
I really miss home.
A lot! Really a lot right now. I'd really like to get a Supreme coffee, have some Bluebird chips, a cookie time and a le snack.
And I'd chop off my right arm for a day or two with Sarah, my awesome nephews and niece and my mum.
And some sun!!!!! I'd be happy with some sun, for sure.
And I'd chop off my right arm for a day or two with Sarah, my awesome nephews and niece and my mum.
And some sun!!!!! I'd be happy with some sun, for sure.
Monday, March 7, 2011
It was bound to happen this way...
...and you've probably already read all about it. Dior is done with their main man John G. Hmmm...aside from the crippling substance abuse problems and anti-Semitic fiasco, I still can't really say I'm flabbergasted by this decision. Fall 2011 RTW was weird, mis-matchy and Eastern European to say the least. And while the Haute Couture has never failed to ooh and ahh...it got a bit samesy. Please don't think I'm saying that I'm better than John Galliano or that I think his designs are terrible...they are AMAZING! All I'm saying is that this was more of a 'Yeah, ok' moment than a 'OMFG REALLY?!' one...ya know? Makes you wonder also, as it's not really rocket science that Galliano needed to get some rehab for quite sometime before he apparently became a racist, how long has Dior been waiting for the perfect rip cord to come along? Anti-Semitic remarks in Europe ought to do it...
Labels:
Dior,
john galliano,
life,
paris fashion week
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