Just purchased:


YES YES YES YES

(Even though the two reactions I have had thus far are: 

"It looks like something an emo would wear... FREAKO" - Chris
"You really want THAT?" - Mama Lloyd)

and also...what's this?

tarawwwr.blogspot.com

Too exhausted to write anything of value or interest to anyone. But here is some linkage because I am a generous old soul.

♥ Lady Smaggle of Smaggle Style is utterly adorable & her blog is lovely. And she is Australian! I haven't found many Australian fashion bloggers so it was a treat to find this blog.
♥ Helpless Romantic has jewelry that makes me squeal in delight, and if you buy me one of these I will probably love you forever & marry you & have lots of sex & babies.
♥ sandypandycandy is a LJ user whom many of you have on your friends lists, and she has the best style (& hair!). I am in love.
♥ Pictures from Fashion Week in Paris, I believe, where people are actually wearing the crazy shoes from the catwalk. Awesome. I love the first, fifth, sixth, ninth, & thirteenth, but what the fuck is with the eleventh?
♥ 50 things to do during winter from the inimitable Gala Darling. I love this, it's so cute! & excellent ideas!
♥ If you are a Skins freak like me then this might be of interest to you. It took me AGES to find.
♥ Nubby Twiglet is of course not a new blogger but I love her blog regardless. And she has fabulous style. And a graphic designer. Hello.

& also this song which is TOTAL Eurotrashypop but oh well, everyone has guilty music!



 

Last night was a bit of a let down. I hadn't heard any of Cowtown's stuff before I went to see them, so I assumed that they were just another garage rock band like the type that usually come to Bunbury. But they turned out to be more Aussie hip-hop stuff, kind of like the Hilltop Hoods, so I didn't really get into it because I wasn't reeeally in the jumping around hip-hop kind of mood. But apparently they are huuuge in Bunbury, the place (Prince of Wales hotel) was PACKED. Unfortuantly Bunbury people are... a little more uninhibited at gigs than Perth people, so there was a lot of people rushing the stage/screaming lyrics in my face/sweating on me (ewww). Also, the drummer was talking to Trish & I before they played and we didn't even realise he was actually a member of the band. Lots of girls were giving us evil looks, and the girls I know that were there were kicking me in the back and miming something but I hadn't even heard their music, let alone seen what they looked like! To me he was just some weirdo with curly hair who kept looking at us expectantly and kept mussing up Trish's hair and then tried to (repeatedly) hit on her. It does kind of suck being the wingwoman sometimes. All of my good friends are exceptionally beautiful but all I have is the ability to fill out a top quite nicely & witty banter, hehe.

Also Trish & I were standing near the stage kind of just nodding in time to the music but not dancing, & one of the singers (rappers?) came and danced next to us to try and get us to dance. I was humiliated! I always get embarrassed about dancing at gigs because I think I look really stiff or really choreographed. Eep! I would have to say that it is one of the most random gigs I have ever gone to, with the support act actually dressed up as a cow, samplings of Borat as an introduction for the band, an eeeendless supply of dick jokes & yo mama jokes, and 5 out of the 7 band members dressed in flannos and wifebeaters. But all in all it was good to catch up with Trish and to see people I didn't expect to see there. I didn't bring my camera down with me so no photos, but I wore a blazer which I stole BACK from my sister, jeans, a scarf & my blue flats. Also I had a stack of new bracelets on but I lost one of my new favourite ones :( 


Also I am in love with this picture:

 

...and these leggings:



♥ 
 

This calls for the dancing Snape icon!
:D

I'm in Bunbury again for a couple of days. Tonight I'm going to see a band called Cowtown with some of my friends. I am a bit wary about a) the band because I reeeally don't think they play my kind of music, and b) the weather because it is BUCKETING down & at the moment I'm all snug and warm in a quilt next to the heater.

NEW OBSESSIONS:
♥ Skins! I love this show. And Tony in particular. I don't think I will be able to watch About a Boy without some very conflicting feelings.
♥ Death Cab for Cutie
♥ Finding all the clothes my sister has stolen from me again
♥ Cute $30 shoes
♥ Motown - especially Smokey Robinson & The Supremes
♥ Secondhand records - this past weekend I bought Fleetwood Mac's Rumours for $3!!
♥ Flight of the Conchords: need I say more? Alright, then:


Bret, You've Got It Goin' On


Bowie 

Anyway bye for now lovelies! I had best go & find a way to keep warm while surrounded by beer-swigging crowd-surfing Bunburyites tonight!

from postsecret.blogspot.com

The first time I saw the ad for Mamma Mia! (exclamation point!) I thought, lame. LAME. Lamey McLamerson with extra cheese.

But then.. when I saw the ads and the first infectious (INFECTIOUS) strains of "Mamma Mia" started seeping into my brain, I thought "Wow. It's so colourful... but I do have that hatred of ABBA songs due to hearing them at every school social from years 3 - 9."

And then the next time... "Pierce Brosnan is looking pr-etty fine still. Oh, hellooo Colin Firth. Why am I not in situations where a possible father for my baby is not out of men who look like Pierce Brosnan & Colin Firth?"

And then the next time I was just exhausted from having babysat Rosemary's baby (seriously, I cannot believe I have spent about two months babysitting this kid without resorting to a Homer/Bart kind of stranglehold. Ah, the things one will do to afford goodies from Melbourne) and I just was seduced by all the colour and glitter and I got 'cheesy' and 'cute' confused in my brain and now my mind has turned to goo and I am just a big pile of Greek weddings & "Dancing Queen". SEND HELP IMMEDIATELY.

...or see if maybe it is just the seduction of the musical?



This might also be due to the fact that I have a horrible cold (courtesy of the kids I look after) and am just miserable and surviving off a diet of salt & vinegar chips, lemonade, and Alka-Seltzer. 

Also: did anyone else notice that the daughter in this is Karen from Mean Girls? She looks sooo different with a fake tan and when she's acting sweet & innocent instead of flaky & bitchy.


 

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.

Photos of (some) new purchases! (Others are being held hostage in my suitcase which is currently residing at Chris's). And of Cut Copy night, a.k.a the night that kind of died on its arse without going anywhere.

At Belgian Beer Cafe:




and.. new things!


I went to Bunbury on the weekend and it was weird being there with Chris. He's met my family before but always in Perth. It's just weird seeing your hometown and the house you grew up in through someone else's perspective. Bunbury IS a nice place to grow up in, our house was only about 10 minutes away from the beach, one cinema, etc. It wasn't until I was about 16 that I realised Bunbury was known for just being full of drugs and about three quarters of the people I knew were heavily using them. That kind of tainted the idyllic childhood idea.

I only left high school two years ago, but it's weird to see how friendships have changed already. For ages, I told my friend I was down this weekend, I really wanted her to meet Chris, she was all into the idea, then she just doesn't turn up to coffee. Because she was in Perth getting drunk again the weekend after she'd had alcohol poisoning. It also kind of irks me that every band that comes into Bunbury, she brags about being invited back to their hotel and how now they have songs dedicated to her and oh isn't the groupie life just grand. Well I'm sure I have made myself seem pathetic enough! But yes I never really understood how quickly people grow apart after high school. 

I found these a while ago and I think they are so intriguing and yet creepy! They are a collaboration between David Lynch and Christian Louboutin called Fetish. I think it's from a few months ago but wow!

Found at http://www.wallpaper.com/newgallery/17050136/1.

The second picture reminds me of how when I was a kid and were in a pool with my friends we used to stand on our toes and walk around the pool like that. Then I did ballet and doing it for real was a lot more painful and less fun.

I've been trying to find some information on the Splendour in the Grass forum but grr! It's just all fighting over the "real" music fans and who's just going to there to get wasted and find out where "the magical brownie lady" is selling her magical brownies. It also really annoys me that people go on the forum specifically to complain about the line-up, the other people going, who's wearing what, everyone's music taste, etc. I actually want to find out information! It's very annoying.

Can I mention again how much I love sales time? Today I bought a great pair of Sportsgirl jeans for $30 (down from $100!). They are very 60's, Woodstock flares but they need to be taken up because at the moment I look a bit like a garden knome. Curse my stumpy legs! I also bought some more Napoleon Perdis stuff (foundation, to be exact) and a Cotton On singlet for $3.35. I only bought it because I was wearing one of my new tops, and it was not only FREEZING because it was made out of that sheer material that chain shops seem to favour, but also a tad too low-cut for my tastes. After about half an hour of walking around the city with my arms crossed over my chest I gave up and went back to the dark side (WHY does the dark side sell such ridiculously low-priced singlets?).

Oh and also I bought the book Sex and the City: The Movie. Oh. My. God. It is a MAJOR orgasm of a book. Photos of ALL the outfits Carrie wore in the movie? Two whole pages about her Vivienne Westwood wedding dress? Gorgeous pictures of Carrie and Big? Yes please! There is a really cute bit which I shall type out for you because I love you:

Michael Patrick King: 'The very first time we were shooting the scene where Charlotte's [SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER] water broke, the Catholic girls' school across the street had a fire drill. All of a sudden, the school doors opened and these teenage girls come out in long plaid uniform skirts. When they saw Chris Noth, they came running across the street, screaming "I love you!" He said, "Aren't you supposed to be in school?" And they said, "Absofuckinglutely!"'

Hee hee. The only complaint I have about the book is that there are no good pictures of her closet! A pretty minor complaint to make, but still. I loved that closet. I would give up... something... pretty huge to get that closet. With Mr Big and those peacock-blue Manolos waiting inside for me, of course.

Tomorrow Chris & I head down to Bunbury so he can check out some hi-fi stuff and I can get spoiled by my mama. Hooray!

Have a fabulous weekend,
xx

Oh and please check out these sites I have been LOVING over the week for some weekend entertainment!

iCiNG (of course!)
Queen Gilda
Fashion Toast 
Fops and Dandies
Go Fug Yourself

Sorry for the lack of postig but for the past week and a bit I have been staying with my lovely boyfriend while we are house-sitting for his parents. 

I've finally finished my exams! Hooray! I'm not sure I will be so keen on celebrating when I get the results back, however :s as I think that even my seen and take-home exams were not that fabulous. But at least they're over and done with and I will be able to do a lot better next semester as I am not working for certain evil mass-produced chain stores. 

I have been quite bored working only two days a week and have resorted to that amazing retail therapy to keep myself entertained. In the past five days I have bought two pairs of shoes (satin blue round toe flats with diamantes on the toes, and gorgeous blue holographic drag-queen-esque heels that I am yet to find a suitable name for), four pairs of underwear (including two frilly pairs! Which I had all but given up on as an impossible dream but they were only $10 each! The only problem now is how to wear them, as I think they would be a huuuge inconvenience under jeans), a black cocktail dress from Dotti (named Audrey, of course), and two tops from Valleygirl (which I usually write off as a Supre-esque store for teenybopping OMG-LOLZ! type of girls, but the tops I found were quite nice and only $25 each. One is a kind of kaftan-like top which is made to look like it has feathers painted on it, and one is a ruffly black top with silver beading on the straps). Photos coming soon, when I am back in my own apartment and not in this massive house in the middle of nowhere.

I was reading an article on iCiNG today about moving to a new city, and it made me realise that - I moved to Perth a year and a half ago and have yet to make any really good friends. Even the girls I met last year in uni are all off doing different courses now, so I haven't even seen them this year. And the girls in my new courses are all under 18 (because I switched to Social Sciences this year and so those units are still at a first year level), so it's not like we could go out on weekends, even though they are all excited about their fake IDs it's no fun having the feeling of dread that they just won't work. But I really do need to make some new friends, I've gotten really out of touch with my friends from Bunbury. It's not that I don't like them or don't want to see them, but when their main priority is how to get drugfucked every weekend and out drinking every night I just feel like I don't have that much in common with them. In case you haven't gathered I am pretty much a nerd who doesn't go out a whole lot. Even last time I went out with Chris and his friend Jules (to see Cut Copy), Jules wasn't really into the Capitol scene and so we only stayed for about three songs. It made me realise what a great guy that Chris is, because I know he'd been looking forward to Capitol for months and yet he still was the one to suggest that we leave when he realised his friend wasn't having a good time. To be honest I wasn't having a fabulous time either, because a drunk girl was trying to move a couch so she had somewhere to dance and managed to drop it on my foot >:< I still have the bruise a week later! It is painful.

 
I finally saw Sex and the City! SCROLL DOWN AS I AM NOT SURE WHAT QUALIFIES FOR SPOILERS. Even though it's copped a lot of flack, I still loved and adored it. I do agree that it is definitely a movie for the fans, which was good, but something was still kind of... "off" about it. I know that the movie is set five years after the show's ending, but I didn't expect that the writers would make the girls grow apart to such an extent. I just preferred the dream from the show that the girls would still be a major part of each other's lives, for the rest of their lives. It's like Big says in one of the final episodes, "You three are the loves of her life, and any guy is lucky to come in fourth." But in the movie there was very little chemistry between the main girls and it made me kind of sad. (Hopefully this has not spoiled the movie for anyone? If it has feel free to abuse me).

I am watchin the Exorxist now. 23 minutes and nothing scary has happened yet! Boooo.