06/09/2011

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Photos from my computer to convey my mixed up head. Sorry for no posts but I've been working like a real person (almost) four days a week.

1. Gillian Zinser is lovely. 2. Lulu DK puts my lame collages to shame. 3. Amber Rose because... you know she's beautiful & Kanye West obviously still isn't over her. 4. Kanye & Jay-Z from THE BEST ALBUM SO FAR THIS YEAR aka Watch the Throne. 5. Couldn't find a nice enough image for "teal" that wasn't a dress from Topshop, have to do with stationary. 6. From tumblr I'm guessing. 7. Yes yes they are a feral underclass, you are the secretary for justice, JUSTICE, as in giving people second chances no matter what they've done & treating them with the respect they deserve. 8. Many of the e-mails I have been getting from job applications or work experience applications I half heartedly filled out, not really knowing whether I wanted to do them or not... 9. Fighting the want to buy a load of fake nails & decorate them beautifully like this girl, or at least go to this exhibition. 10. This blog is so beautiful I could get lost there for days. 11. One of my favorite Beyonce songs & just feels sort of appropriate.

That's all.

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31/08/2011

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Last week I set out on a mission to buy a garment that I confess not to have worn for about two years: jeans. I found some really nice green ones in Urban Outfitters but it just wasn't right. There's something about jeans where they unify everyone sure & some people look proper amazing effortlessly in them, I am not one of those people. So, having given up on jeans & partly trousers as a whole I've turned to a new obsession planted a few months ago when I saw an absolutely lovely 60s white linen skirt suit on eBay.
Jonathan Saunders' skirt suit is probably the epitome of how you can wear it smartly in evening or to work (depending where you work) but I think it would be nice to take the skirt suit into everyday as the chick from Loves Getting Dressed has done, or they used to back in the day. I like the elegance of it. But worn with a scruffy t-shirt and creepers, all in the same colour perhaps, I think it would look fucking ace. My new mission is to find the perfect one, even though with the dawning of a new season tomorrow I'm sure this will be over before it's even begun.
I'd settle for these skirts from Monki teemed with a top in the same colour (even though they don't sell them) for now though. Or that lovely pink Jil Sander esque one. Tomorrow also, Monki opens in Selfridges. Now considering at one point I wanted to ask someone Swedish to buy me Monki underwear & post it over, or that also I was willing to fly out there just to shop there, & to see Scandinavia of course! I should be excited, but part of me knows it'll all be double the price & half the selection, so what's the point? Why don't they just open an online store or open here full stop!?
No?

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30/08/2011

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Sorry for the image overload, but they were all so pretty I just couldn't resist. A post by Mat reminded me about this guy I knew who was an insomniac and used to go for walks at dawn around the city. He got obsessed by spotting odd signs, mainly ghostly painted ones on the sides of buildings & he took me for a tour once which was so beautiful. I don't actually know what happened to him but when I read this article at work on Saturday the mention of Project Neon brought it all back. If you haven't heard of it basically she roams New York looking for lovely neon signs. & it's neon's 100th birthday so the endlessly wonderful Chris Bracey made a sign to accompany the article & it set me on an internet trail. Neon - don't you know - is also my favorite element in the periodic table.
What's yours?

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29/08/2011

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It's been 44 years since the Abortion Act was passed in the UK, 4 decades since my mum defended that same act against threats to change it & today on the front page of the paper is yet another threat against one of the most basic women's right we have in this country. An evil, spiteful & unfortunately powerful woman by the name of Nadine Dorries got elected as an MP in 2005, since then she has twice made ludicrous attempts to undermine basic rights by being the driving force behind the Conservatives obsession with shortening the abortion limit & teaching abstinence alongside sex education to girls - not boys - the clear misunderstanding there obviously being that ideologies are more important than arming our young vulnerable people with the tools they need to protect themselves, whatever promises they make.
But this isn't about Dorries, however much of a despicable character she may be, this is about the fact that the government is listening to people like this & that today, with the strategic words from a lawyer or two, they are proposing to change the decision making process of women considering abortions. A small change means it doesn't have to go through Parliament & so on the grounds that those evil, selfish (note: sarcasm) people who go into the British Pregnancy Advisory Service are money hungry emotionless baby-killers; proposes to replace them with softly spoken heavily biased towards religion, pro-life & supposedly "independent" advisors. Advisors who will go onto softly, religiously whisper words of encouragement into ill-prepared vulnerable women's ears about the fact that the cluster of cells is in fact already a human being.
They can say they are "independent" because they keep their religious funders in hushed whispers & out of the limelight. No doubt it's a man, whom I'm afraid has absolutely no authority over anyone's womb & has no idea at all about what a heart wrenching decision it is for anyone to go through an abortion. & an even more sinister thought that was niggling at me until John Healey said it, was that this highly controversial & oddly timed announcement comes just before the Commons debate on the Health Bill as a whole. I wonder how much of that two day debate they will happily hand over to suitably angry opposition MPs who they will accuse of living in the past, when in fact they simply can't believe we're still having this conversation.
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25/08/2011

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Uhr yeah. So someone sent me a link to this video & the song wouldn't leave my head, but more than that were the girls in the video. More specifically, Lil Debbie. So I got my google on & discovered the White Girl Mob & I'm pretty much in awe of them, if that's the right word. Nah, probably not. Basically they just seem like a load of normal, very American, nicely tattooed girls. I'm not totally on board with Kreayshawn's music, but this song... I can't not sing the chorus. & who else would get away with the line, "I've got the swag, it's pumping out my ovaries"? Seriously watch this video. & then look at pretty pictures of Lil Debbie or visit Kreayshawn or V Nasty's blogs. Picture source.

Sweet.

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24/08/2011

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Big pictures of wool in perfect colour order mmm... My idea of OCD heaven was lying all my mums wool out & making it into a giant colour chart. I have issues. I spent my 2 days at Oxfam ordering all the cloths by the rainbow, *ahem*. Anyway this is The Room as we've dubbed it for now. Basically it's full of all the art & craft stuff me & my dearest mother have lived with strewn throughout the house. Except now it's all in one room, in a nice labelled drawer or on display. There's just a couple of things left to do like put up some hooks for me to hang my french curves & pattern master on & also find some vases for mum's knitting needles because the wine rack was an ace idea but all the short needles fall out so... That wasn't fun.

My material looks rubbish in that out of focus photo but I honestly have some nice stuff! Lots of silk & awesome prints from Paris last year. Things printed with carrots & uhr, moose. The drawers were an absolute nightmare. After unearthing them from somewhere else in the house I resolved to spray paint them orange from the murky brown they once were. Unfortunately apart from turning my legs orange & intoxicating the neighbors, the spray metal paint didn't really spray evenly or in the right colour. So I just bought some paint. Although it meant I had to squeeze the labels through the excess. Oh well, lesson learned. I'll take more detail photos & some of where I have actually been working once I tidy it up a little!

Timed post so I don't fall behind, but I'm off to see the J-ster today whose just got back from some random tattoo conventions somewhere in vague Europe. The less questions the better huh.

Love love.

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