Monday FFFFUUUUUU

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I have the dreadful track record of everything going wrong on a Monday. Today was a total doozie. I’m a firm believe in getting stuff of your chest to help make you feel better so let me tell you about how my day started:

After forcing myself out of bed at a reasonable time (I’ve been sleeping in a lot lately and decided this week would be different) I got ready without too much fuss. As I got up a but earlier I had just enough time to make a decent breakfast… except TWO lots of milk were randomly off (and chunky to boot, uuggghh) followed by the discovery that my fancy new bread was now hosting what I can only assume was the start of a new civilisation (aka nasty ass mould).  After I sort that mess out, I’m now about to run late so end up having a rushed and unsatisfactory breakkie before realising I’m now running late. I run down to my car, since I have been transferred to an office where there’s no public transport (don’t even get me started about that) only to get stopped and abused for ten minutes for parking somewhere I shouldn’t park (my bad, but man ten freaking minutes it lasted). So I’m late to work where I discover I left my packed lunch on my bed. FFFFUUUUUUU!!!

But I’m not one to dwell too much and have lots of cool stuff coming up to take my mind of what was possibly the worst Monday of 2010. For example, festival season is upon us with Stereosonic this weekend. I’ll be the sweaty girl checking your tickets, in case you’re going to the one in Brisbane, so try not to look like too much of a douche or else I may not let you in ;) But seriously, I am looking forward to December for all of the festivals, my Vampire-themed birthday party (yes I still do theme parties and always will) and having a week off over Christmas and New Years to relax at my mum’s place and then party party PARTY!

What are your plans for the last month of 2010?

What I Wore Week FAIL

Well I failed to post a new outfit each day of the week. I really did try but there were some days when I literally didn’t have the time and others where I felt like I looked like arse, so I kind of gave up. I have a couple of outfits to post about still, but overall the week was not quite the epic success I’d hoped for. On the bright side though, I am now far less apprehensive about taking photos of what I’m wearing to post on the internet, which was really what I was hoping to achieve all along! So I will now post a new “What I Wore” as often as I’m feeling gutsy enough to show the world what I am wearing, which hopefully will be often!

Now I don’t want to just leave it there. I do have a photos from this weekend I’d like to share with you all. But before I do, I’d like to tell you about an obsession of mine. Small things. I like miniature versions of stuff. I find them irresistibly adorable and want to collect all small versions of normal, everyday things. My main focus with this obsession though are tiny hats. Particularly tiny top hats. I know they’re not new and the Japanese have been all over it for ages. But what can I say, I love them and have always fantasised about collecting them.

Well Saturday was my lucky day! I accidentally discovered a treasure trove of tiny top hats (among various other fantastic head wear) at a stall at the Paddington Antique Centre. I won’t give you any more detail as I don’t want too many people knowing my secret hot spot for cheap and darling hats. I bought a small brown one a few weeks before but was amazed to discover they had a wide range of them in various colours this time. I was good and only bought two but I’m pretty sure I will be back in the next week or two for another couple of them. So I now have a pink medium-sized tiny hat and a super duper tiny white hat (I’m pretty sure I will use it on my wedding day FYI). One day I’ll compile them all and do some sort of zany photo blog of them :D

Meanwhile, since I’m talking about amazing discoveries in Paddington, if you have any interest in vintage and retro fashion, I discovered the most amazing shop called Retro Metro. There’s technically two shops but they’re both named the same and owned and run by the same people, and literally across the street from each other. I bought the most outrageous dress from there, which I will be unveiling at my work Christmas party next month. It ain’t cheap, but it’s proper vintage and retro fashion that’s been specially picked for it’s uniqueness and quality. I found one pink 1950′s prom dress that was actually pleated tulle! I never knew such a thing existed and would have walked out with it if I had $300 or so to spare. And you know, shed about four dress sizes. I also nearly walked out with a Scala bowler hat but unfortunately my enormous head doesn’t fit into a size small men’s hat :( But I seriously suggest you check it out if you live in Brisbane. Just make sure you save up your pennies first!

What I Wore Week – Day 2

Well I am off to a terrible start with this What I Wore Week business! I got to day two (which I’m about to post now) but then I had some personal stuff come up and so couldn’t do an outfit post today. Long story but I hope you’ll forgive me and accept an extra day added at the end to make up for it.

I got this dress on Saturday and decided it’d be ideal for a Sunday session. It’s so, so not my normal style and while it doesn’t really flatter my figure so well, I fell in love with it’s adorable skull design and soft materials. I was pretty stoked when I fit into a size 10 though, considering I’m definitely not that size down in the rump area, so that may be another reason why I bought it ;)

This necklace was bought on the same day from the same shop. Um hello Ruby Velour style to a tee! If there’s anything I love more than bling or skulls, it’s the two together! Here you can also see the detail of my dress.

And this is my best friend Sarah and I. We’re at Eagle St Pier as we went to watch the Pacquiao vs Margarito fight at the Pig n Whistle pub. It was an awesome fight, which I just so happen to be re-watching now. It’s amazing how much you learn to like a sport after doing it yourself for a while. SHOCK!

Dress – Dangerfield
Necklace – Dangerfield
Shoes – Rubi
Stockings – David Jones

Yet another sporty shoe blog

OK you will have to forgive me, but this is yet another sporty/shoe post! But dayum, check these bad girls out! My best friend Sarah spotted these the other day and was obsessed with showing them to me, but we were having trouble tracking them down again (she saw them in one Athletes Foot store but not all of them stock the same stuff, as it turns out). And then when we were least expecting them, BAM we found ‘em! The photos don’t even convey their awesomeness properly, because they are BANGIN’ beyond belief and even brighter than how they look here. Also the laces are black and multi-colour sparkles! YES YOU HEARD ME RIGHT!

So yeah, I bought them since I desperately needed new runners anyway (my cheapo Puma’s were giving me nasty foot cramps and were just bollocks from the get-go, I don’t know why I put up with them for so friggen long). The poor guy serving me probably thought I was mad, the way I kept gushing over them and also singing about how awesome they were as I strutted around the shop. Right now, I just keep staring at them, wishing it wasn’t 1am on a Saturday night so I could go use them for what they were made for. I am so excited about going to gym on Monday afternoon, you can’t even IMAGINE it!

You can check out more photos (and buy ‘em too if you’re so inclined) here. They also have a purple version, but they’re for guys. I want them but I have small feet for being such a tall girl so they won’t fit me. WOE!

What I Wore WEEK – Day 1

I hate taking photos of myself, especially full length ones where I have to show what I’m wearing. I don’t know why and I know it’s really silly but it just kind of freaks me out, so no matter what amazing outfit I’m wearing, I refuse to take photos of it. BUT THAT IS GOING TO STOP! Of all the blogs out there with girls who have regular “outfit of the day” posts, I am probably better dressed and generally more fabulous than 98% of them, so why am I so freaking shy about it?

To combat this, I am forcing myself to post my daily outfit each day for the next week. Even if it’s some daggy crap I wear to work, I am showing it off. I am hoping it will a) help me get over their stupid phobia I have and b) show you all how great I look everyday, usually for CHEAP. So here I go, day one is Saturday 13th November:

Today’s outfit as what I wore on a day shopping in the City. Man oh man I spent some money today, I just got paid and boy did I act like it! As per usual, I went with mostly black with a splash of pink. I also dressed comfortable since I knew there’s be a lot of walking.

Can I just point out this amazing bra? It was really cheap, in fact $20 from Trade Secret and is a cup size smaller than I usually wear but fits like a dream and makes my boobs look fantastic. When I talk about finding a good bra to help enhance your assets, this is what I am talking about!

And how about these shoes? Mum bought them from some little boutique in an outer suburb of Ipswich but they didn’t fit her so I bought them off her because I couldn’t bare the thought of her returning them! Pearls and diamantes, OH HELL YES!

Top/s – Supre (pink singlet with black lace shirt over top)
Tutu – Jay Jay’s
Leggings – Supre
Shoes – Unknown
Necklace – Made by my mum

OK so that wasn’t too bad (well, unless we’re talking about photo quality, coz yeah, I need to find a different setting on my camera ASAP). tay tuned for tomorrow’s post, the new dress I have is SHIT HOT and nothing like what I usually wear!

Leave my tattoos alone!

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I don’t know why I keep ruining my day by reading news.com.au but once again I have stumbled upon an article, which by itself isn’t too bad, but then you read the comments and the blood starts to boil.

In this case, it’s one about gen Y and how they love tattoos.

Yeah, you can already picture the sorts of comments these white, middle-class idiots who have this over inflated sense of self importance and like to tell anyone who’ll listen why everything sucks make. As a matter of fact, some of these comments even shocked me, and I’ve read some pretty dreadful comments on that website. I admit the article was a bit lame (shock horror) and did make it seem like the types of Gen Y’s (fuck I hate this who Gen Y vs the world thing that’s happening at the moment) to get tattoos are all a bit daft and think they’re getting tattoos to express individuality when they’re really just following a trend. I get that and have always been annoyed at the idiots who get tattooed to be trendy, as they’re the ones who make those, like me, who really love tattoos look like idiots.

So apparently we’re now conformist whores (I’m not kidding, someone actually wrote that) and immature idiots who all get kanji and swirly butterfly, tribal tramp stamps who will undoubtedly want to have them all removed once we’re 35 because we changed our minds and don’t like them anymore. REALLY? I don’t even know how to respond to these sorts of ignorant opinions. Not without flipping my lid and calling them all a bunch of swear words, anyway. My mind boggles that people are so closed-minded about tattoos still. I mean, I’m not stupid, I know a lot of people still consider tattoos “rough” and employers consider them some sort of badge of unreliability so that you can’t get hired outside of JB HiFi if you dare show them off. But still, I thought that since its 2010 now, people might have stopped thinking like it’s 1985 and accepted the fact tattoos aren’t all that bad after all. HOW FOOLISH I AM!

So I am going to clear some of this up for any of those who still consider tattoos the mark of lazy, unreliable, crime-prone, conformist whores!

• Not everyone who gets tattooed gets something off the wall or “just because”. Most of us put a lot of thought into tattoos, get them designed and spend a lot of time deciding what we want permanently inked to our bodies. Anyone who goes and gets a bit of tribal or a cherry blossom are usually the kinds of people who don’t know anything about tattoos and probably will regret it later. If they don’t, then they’ll probably move on to well-thought out and meaningful tattoos once they’ve gotten over the thrill of getting their first tatt.
• Yes, there are a lot of crappy tattoos out there. Some are poorly executed or involve clichéd and “trendy” designs that will date pretty quickly. But if ever you see someone with what you consider a crap tattoo, that is your opinion. While that Ned Kelly sleeve I saw the other day made me cringe, that guy who had it probably loves it and has attributed a lot of meaning to it so you just can’t assume it was done on a whim or they’ll regret it when they’re older, because they probably won’t. Tattoos are subjective.
• Most people do not get stuff tattooed on themselves that they will get bored of or stop liking in a couple of years. I wonder how fickle these people are who ask “what if you don’t like that in two years?”, do they go through their lives only half-heartedly liking things and then get sick of them and hate them for the rest of their lives? People always ask me this when they see I have Harry Potter tattoos for example, as though I could ever stop loving those books. Look, if in 10 years time I decided I don’t like Harry Potter any more, I will still love my tattoos because they represent a time in my life when Harry Potter was a huge deal to me and will always remind me of those times. The only time when I’ll accept this argument is when a name of a boy/girl friend is tattooed and even then I don’t think it’s a huge deal, as long as you got it for the right reasons and still have fond memories of that person then who cares?
• Bad tattoos are kind of part of the fun of tattoos. If you’re really into tattoos and have a few of them, there will always be that tattoos that isn’t exactly great. You might not hate it and want it removed, but it’s definitely your least favourite and one you tend not to show to people when they ask to see your tattoos. Mine is on my forearm, of all silly places, and while it was done by my favourite artist in London, I’d been too shy to really tell him how I wanted it to look so it’s a bit crap in that sense and basically needs to be completely redone for it to look perfect. But I don’t hate it and would never get it removed. I wouldn’t even get it covered up either, because it now has a story behind it and I kind of love it in more of a sentimental sense than an aesthetic sense.
• Most people understand perfectly well that tattoos are forever and most people do not get theirs removed, no matter how much they’ve changed over the years. The kinds of people who get tattoos removed are the kinds of idiots who get some shitty piece of flash from the wall of their dodgy neighborhood tattooist for their 18th birthday or while completely smashed, and usually on a dumb-arse spot like their upper arm, shoulder or chest. These are the kids of people who never really wanted a tattoo but got one anyone, whether they were drunk or dared to, it doesn’t matter. They’re the kind of people who don’t deserve tattoos and why tattoo removal was invented. Poor Rebekah probably should have thought about how her wedding photos with Shane were going to look before she got that tiny red rose/ying & yang symbol tattooed on her shoulder blade/bicep!

While I acknowledge that there are idiots out there who get tattoos for the wrong reasons, most people choose well and get something they’ll cherish forever and don’t ever regret what they got. We of Gen Y have leaned from the mistakes of previous generations and don’t go about getting tacky little things done for the thrill of it. Most of us think long and hard about what we want and don’t all rush out and get one on our 18 birthdays or make stupid, life-altering decisions involving too much liquor and a mate who has a tattoo gun. The people who left those nasty comments about how people with tattoos are rotten people need to wake up and get a dose of reality. Tattoos don’t turn you into a bad person, but judging people harshly for having tattoos makes you a bad person.

As the famous saying goes, The only difference between a tattooed person and a person who isn’t tattooed is that a tattooed person doesn’t care if you’re tattooed or not.

New Hair, New Nails… Aw yeah!

I am pretty excited tonight because after many months I finally got my hair cut. I started growing it out earlier this year thinking I’d get it nice and long and add extensions. Well it was at that horrible hitting-the-shoulders stage and just looking awful and making my poor neck  sweat since it’s getting warm in Brisbane lately, so I decided it was time to get rid of it.

BEFORE

I go to Oscar Oscar for all hair styling and cuts and have never had a bad haircut yet. I’ve been to the one at Indooroopilly almost exclusively since 2006 and just love them. I’ve not heard great things about their coloring (apparently Aveda colours don’t last unless you use Aveda products which is a bit shit, especially since it costs the earth) but their haircuts are GREAT!

I decided I wanted to go back to my layered bob as it always looks good, is pretty easy to manage and suits me the best. I also went for a longer bob too as I do like how longer hair frames my face and I’ve had way too many short bob’s these last two years.

AFTER

And as you can see it’s a fabulous haircut! I love it and couldn’t be happier. I also love how you can now see my burning stick man tattoo poking out underneath the pink ;) I only wish I could go out tonight and show it off a bit, but alas I start work early in the morning. I just hope it looks this sleek and sexy tomorrow when I have to try and style it myself while half-asleep!

Oh and I also got my nails re-done, so amd feeling fresh and lovely all over. I have some great plans for how I’m decorating my nails this weekend, so watch out!

GOOD TIMES :)

Nailin’ It – Brown & Gold Steampunk Nails!

Well it’s been a while, but I have some new nails! As usual, I’ve had these abut two weeks and are ready to get something new. I’m not a fan of brown or gold, but since I wanted my nails to go with my steampunk zombie costume, I figured I’d suck it up and go with these colours for maximum effect. I had the lady at the nail salon I go to do the colours and then tried to come up with something to jazz them up. I searched high and low for different sized/coloured jewels no to avail, until my mum found some at a craft show! Mum’s are awesome for this sort of thing, let me tell you. I used jewel-like colours, mostly in browns and golds to kind of look a bit like treasure. It’s not all that “steampunk” and probably rather more “pirate” but they looked effective and were fun to do.

The sad thing is, just tonight as I was madly cleaning the kitchen (I’ve barely done any cleaning since the zombie walk so a lot of scrubbing was involved) I cracked one of my nails. Luckily it was one that lost a couple of jewels (hence why hidden in the above picture) and didn’t snap off, so I have it setting with a whole heap of clear top coat to see if it’ll last til my next appointment. Man, being a girl is TOUGH!

Brisbane Zombie Walk – Over at last!

Well, I’m back! The Brisbane Zombie Walk took place last Sunday and was a massive success. Considering this was only the 2^nd year we’ve raised money for the Brain Foundation and we only managed to raise $1100 last year, the fact we not only surpassed our $10,000 target but managed to donate $13,000 is phenomenal! You’d better believe I’m proud! The after-party was also a roaring success thanks to the excellent bands we booked. In fact, aside from the usual incidents where people get carried away and make too much mess or damage personal/private property, it was a very well behaved walk this year. Oh, and did I mention there we 10,000 people this year? Yep, 10,000 participants. That’s double what we had last year and I can only assume will get bigger and better next year.

While this was the 3^rd time I’ve organised the walk, I learned a lot which will make the 2011 walk even better. We undertook so much this year, from corporate sponsorship, becoming a registered business to having our own merchandise and co-ordinating a whole heap of volunteers. All of which we undertook while still working 9 – 5 jobs! I’m amazed it didn’t send me mad as I thought I was going to wig out more than a few times, but it all worked out pretty well in the end, thankfully.

I don’t know why, but I decided to go as a Steampunk zombie this year. It’s not like I had enough of my plate without having an overly elaborate costume, right? But my mum worked her magic and produced the most fantastic costume in less than three weeks. The only downfall was that I had to cover half of it up with a hideous hi-vis marshal vest in order to be easily recognised by police and other participants, but ya gotta do what ya gotta do. I mightn’t be so elaborate next year since I almost died from heat stroke in all the leather and ended up having to do most of the walk backwards to stop people getting ahead of me (I don’t know what it is with people having to rush, it’s a zombie walk, slow down and be a zombie for crying out loud!) but I’m sure I’ll find something crazy to dress as again next year. (Umm and why, may I ask, do I always look my best when stressed out??? Seriously, it’s not fair!)

If you’re interested, you can check out the official Post Walk Statement for all the official info about the walk. Otherwise, you should check out all the photos at the Flickr pool that lots of amazing photographers took on the day (since I didn’t get t take any of my own photos, sadly).

Oh and if you’re thinking “Pfft there’s no way there were 10,000 participants this year”, let this awesome photo by Andrew Otten prove you wrong!

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