Thursday, June 16, 2011

Dying For It

Good day lovelies, 
I'm going to talk picture-journal you through an afternoon I had recently:

Start this tale by imagining the sort of girls who would hang out with young Drew
 eat treats and talk about boys
while the peroxide destroys our brain cells in the most non-zombie fab way...

Yes that's right babes! This is a tale about NewHairColour. 

 Initially I was looking for an aqua-green but ended up going for Crazy Colour lavender

Channeling babe vibes while the dye sets in: 

And then!
 
 PurplePinkBlonde frivolity! 

One must finish any afternoon such as this by being Antisocial at a party - 
and here we have it babes! 
New Hair for New Times 

What do you think little SeaShells? 
I love it, but in a strange way I can't wait for it to wash out so I can pick a new colour to be. (And by that time I will be indulging in London city with oh so many more choices than dear ol' Melbourne, Australia)

Side note - I'm pleased to inform you that my lastest purchase (from Urban Outfitters) is all that Jackie-O fabulousness and tortoise-shell more that matches the hair Perrr-Fect-Ly

Eat Well And Stay Safe Cherubs

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Stopping by Dinner in a Snowy Climate

It is freezing. It is weather like this that makes you think Hell can't be all that bad, at least it's warm. It is weather like this that makes you consider trading in your sister for an electric-snuggie. It is weather like this that makes me regret living in a shed.


My little horse must think it queer, 
To stop without a farmhouse near. 
Between the woods and frozen lake, 
The darkest evening of the year.**

but instead of 'little horse' let's say 'dinner friends', and replace 'to stop without a farmhouse near' with 'to wear bright summer clothes'. And there we have it - bright clothing on 'the darkest (and coldest) evening of the year.' 

HoneyBunnies do you see those lacey puff cuff sleeves? You're feelin it aint you?
 Dora exploring her way around delicious tapas and fine cocktails.
My recently finished passport case//closeup of lovely layered tights.

Stay safe young ones. Those in Melbourne - avoid frostbite! 
O' Vietnam in 11 days how sweet it will be!



**I know that poem's a metaphor for depression. No - I'm not depressed, just partial to some Bobby.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

thinking of it sooner (rumble in the jungle, thrilla in manilla, fight of the century)

When You See Things On The Internet And You Think
Damn I Wish I'd Come Up With That
awesomepeoplehangingouttogether.tumblr.com
and no, to you nay sayers. I'm not confusing real life and the internet, because obviously I think 'Damn I wish I'd come up with that' about lots of things that aren't on the world wide web But I aint talkin' bout SolarPanels, I'm talking trivial shit, like textsfromlastnight.com or the term 'man repeller' - shit that isn't changing lives but seems so simple to think up that I Shoulda Gone Done It First
Stephen Fry and Lady Gaga
(submitted by priz)
Stephen and Gaga
Eartha Kitt and James Dean taking Katherine Dunham’s dance class
(submitted by joeacollege)
Eartha and James
Muhammad Ali and Martin Luther King Jr.
Ali and MLK jr
Jay-Z and Kofi Annan
Jay-z and Kofi
Salvador Dali and Coco Chanel
(submitted by littlesuburbman)
Dali & Chanel
Hunter S. Thompson, John Cusack and Johnny Depp riding around with a blow-up doll.
Thompson, Cusack, Depp, doll - name unknown

I'll write something interesting of my own one day my lil hunnybunnies

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Things that make me want to be violently ill

case in point - this bullshit 'fashion label' recently making stomachs turn nation wide - WildMai (if that Is your Real name)
This 'new and exciting label established in Melbourne' seems to have confused fashion with Trailer Park Bondage and I for one Am Not Amused (well, you know, Technically I'm amused, but in the direction of disgust, not in the Stephen Fry quips and witticism way)

However, I digress from what triggered this rant (because if I was mentally fatigued by every bit of clothing I didn't find aesthetically pleasing I wouldn't have time to let my blue cheese reach room temperature before I eat it, let alone blog).
The real reason I wanted to do this post was after seeing a comment on ol WildMai's facebook:
'oh yes all our hideous $300 fur vest are real fur'. Uh, pardon, did you say REAL? 
Are You for Fucking Real? Real fur. 


Oh yes, I love the smell of carcass-on-the-side-of-the-road-in-soviet-russia-paid-for-this-heinous-piece-of-clothing Real.
I take back all the self-justification bullshit I spouted on fur, because hell, I thought I was defending wearing my vintage finds, I didn't think assholes were still making this shit. I guess I figured that after Chanel did faux fur - that if heart-of-flint Karl was ready to recognise the end of fur - everyone would follow. But trust these fuckers over at Wildmai to bring reality crashing back.
So, now I don't know what to think anymore. Maybe they are pest animal furs, and maybe this shit is all humane and above board, 
but no matter what, they can't justify what is an undeniably inhumane truth:
My Eyes Are Permanently Seared By How Fucking Ugly These Clothes Are
like, this shit's for real





Post Script - I trawled back so far though the Nigel No Trends archives looking for some gif that would convey my disgust. I didn't find one. But I did find this:

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Aurora Glitteralis

'It will cost $66 to QUOTE the damage you have done to the camera'
My camera is in a bad way, camera is kaput for the time being - which is my way of justifying really shit and dark photos of what is a truly spectacular top. 

These photos do such a disservice to the garment that I am forced to show this old photo of Ruby wearing it just so you can get a glimmer (lol geddit) of how grand the top truly is. 
- Glitter Ambassadors - doing what we can for sequins everywhere
worn with the best coat (that's right, cashmere and velvet And I've had it since the age of five) 
 Geisha pout not included

Photo included because 1) Sequins are as close as any item of clothing has of embodying the Aurora Borealis and 2) it was taken in ICELAND BABY where I will 3) be oh so fricken soon






SURPRISE
Ol' Slavey Tarnish Fingers-
A lifetime of silver to polish