Showing posts with label covet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label covet. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
addictive personalities; a public service announcement
Should I be worried?
Florrie Fisher is the inspiration behind Jerri Blank;
Amy Sedaris' character from Strangers With Candy.....
In this public service announcement, Florrie describes how she can't stop at one of anything, 'she cant take one snort of horse...' because of her addictive personality.
If she likes a dress she has to have it in every colour........cue my furrowed brow....I have been known to buy multiples in garments.
When I buy a tee shirt; its usually in both black and in white. And if they have it in cherry red and french blue, then I want those too.
I have some dresses in all available colour-ways. Don't ask me how many black dresses I own, because I couldn't say for sure. A lot I guess.
When I like something, I must own it, possess it in all its possible guises. Does that make me an addict?
Sunday, June 5, 2011
fun-loving gal seeks soul-mate
The search continues.....for the perfect pair of shoes.
I particularly like to wear a garment that is kind of inappropriate for the occasion; a vintage cocktail dress to get milk for instance. The trick is that I must be wearing the right shoes; the shoes need to counter-balance the outfit perfectly.
With the crimson velvet silk dress; flip flops.
With the plain white tee shirt from the boys department; pointy-toe sling backs.
With the floral watercolour shirtdress: first day at kindergarten sandals. And socks.
In my opinion, an incongruous outfit thus becomes a winner. A little bit of wrong makes it all right.
Anyway; what I need to casualise a silk dress is a pair of boots. I cannot bring myself to buy them; I just feel that they are too mumsy-making-an-effort. I used to wear black knee high leather boots all the time, in all seasons. But that was before I was a mother who was trying to make an effort.
Whats the answer then? Perhaps a brown pair of boots? I had a pair of those too. I bought them while drunk (what a night and morning after that was!) along with another strange pair of platform sandals. Those boots were five kinds of bad and I never did wear them.
These boots however....these Ann Demeulemeester Open Front Sandal Boots (in beige for chrissakes!) are a walking disagreement, they contradict themselves and would therefore work perfectly with absolutely anything.
I particularly like to wear a garment that is kind of inappropriate for the occasion; a vintage cocktail dress to get milk for instance. The trick is that I must be wearing the right shoes; the shoes need to counter-balance the outfit perfectly.
With the crimson velvet silk dress; flip flops.
With the plain white tee shirt from the boys department; pointy-toe sling backs.
With the floral watercolour shirtdress: first day at kindergarten sandals. And socks.
In my opinion, an incongruous outfit thus becomes a winner. A little bit of wrong makes it all right.
Anyway; what I need to casualise a silk dress is a pair of boots. I cannot bring myself to buy them; I just feel that they are too mumsy-making-an-effort. I used to wear black knee high leather boots all the time, in all seasons. But that was before I was a mother who was trying to make an effort.
Whats the answer then? Perhaps a brown pair of boots? I had a pair of those too. I bought them while drunk (what a night and morning after that was!) along with another strange pair of platform sandals. Those boots were five kinds of bad and I never did wear them.
These boots however....these Ann Demeulemeester Open Front Sandal Boots (in beige for chrissakes!) are a walking disagreement, they contradict themselves and would therefore work perfectly with absolutely anything.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
bad jeans amnesia
Most mornings I put on a pair of jeans. They are comfortable, practical and anything will co ordinate with them, more or less....
I get dressed in the dark and a black tee shirt and jeans are my uniform.
Easy. Done. Dressed.
In the evening I take a look at myself in a full length mirror and am disappointed to see that the jeans are just wrong! Not long enough, too tapered, not low enough. Or so mumsy bootcut.
But you know what? The next morning I still put on the same pair of jeans which I deemed wrong only hours before.
I love colour, but like a painter who looks longingly at her rainbow colour palette but continues to use black and white, I want to experiment with silhouette and texture before I think about experimenting with colour.
Please note that I am not a painter. In fact I held my breathe the whole way through the mandatory painting classes at uni.
Maybe jeans are not the answer to my Perfect uniform question, I wonder?
These pants- "The Sherman" might be the answer to every single question I have ever asked.
Including What shall I make for dinner? and Is there really a God?
I get dressed in the dark and a black tee shirt and jeans are my uniform.
Easy. Done. Dressed.
In the evening I take a look at myself in a full length mirror and am disappointed to see that the jeans are just wrong! Not long enough, too tapered, not low enough. Or so mumsy bootcut.
But you know what? The next morning I still put on the same pair of jeans which I deemed wrong only hours before.
I saw this post about photographing the outfit you're wearing everyday for evaluation purposes (not to show off how college-cute you are, although some of those blogs are great too. some.) and it occurred to me that I should be doing this. To get some perspective.
I appreciate plays on proportion, interestingly balanced outfits, volume and slenderness, angular versus drapey.....but it hardly ever translates to what I myself wear.
I appreciate plays on proportion, interestingly balanced outfits, volume and slenderness, angular versus drapey.....but it hardly ever translates to what I myself wear.
Please note that I am not a painter. In fact I held my breathe the whole way through the mandatory painting classes at uni.
Maybe jeans are not the answer to my Perfect uniform question, I wonder?
These pants- "The Sherman" might be the answer to every single question I have ever asked.
Including What shall I make for dinner? and Is there really a God?
Smith Jacket, Rib Sleeve Shirt, The Sherman Therese Rawsthorne
I could put this outfit on while its dark and not be baffled by my choice in the light of the day; I reckon.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
now is the winter of my discontent
A few posts ago, i renounced knitwear and declared that i wanted a really great jacket...Well, i can tell you now; ask the universe and duck for cover!
Since then, I have collected several jackets.
A light handmade coral jacket, sweet and bright
A dark burgundy cotton velvet blazer with navy lining, a little bit goth
A black linen blend 50s style wrap jacket, sophisticated
A red wool double breasted coat, magnificent in its drama
A teal blue velvet jacket with a great big portrait collar
mostly discovered at the charity shop, one given, all apparently "so me"
but....none of them are quite right. I didn't really choose any of them. They didn't really choose me either, these jackets and I just fell together in a sort of lets-be-acquaintances kind of way.
That's the nature of my clothing. What i should do is plan and save for a major purchase such as a jacket, to be sure it's really love.
This Rick Owens Jacket; I love. At least for this week....
Since then, I have collected several jackets.
A light handmade coral jacket, sweet and bright
A dark burgundy cotton velvet blazer with navy lining, a little bit goth
A black linen blend 50s style wrap jacket, sophisticated
A red wool double breasted coat, magnificent in its drama
A teal blue velvet jacket with a great big portrait collar
mostly discovered at the charity shop, one given, all apparently "so me"
but....none of them are quite right. I didn't really choose any of them. They didn't really choose me either, these jackets and I just fell together in a sort of lets-be-acquaintances kind of way.
That's the nature of my clothing. What i should do is plan and save for a major purchase such as a jacket, to be sure it's really love.
This Rick Owens Jacket; I love. At least for this week....
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| Fitted Leather Jacket |
Monday, May 2, 2011
undercover mother
i drove past a hoon-like car today stopped by the side of the road, shiny and black with dark tinted windows, tradesman's bogan stickers all over the back; pride for something or other proclaimed. but it was an undercover cop stopping an actual hoon tradie bogan for speeding i guess.
i like the cop's approach.
dont wear your uniform, wear some one elses.
i might just throw away my mum uniform....be a
Music Teacher, Painter, Train Driver or Mechanic.
so here is my wish list of new uniforms; i could wear these forever.
i like the cop's approach.
dont wear your uniform, wear some one elses.
i might just throw away my mum uniform....be a
Music Teacher, Painter, Train Driver or Mechanic.
so here is my wish list of new uniforms; i could wear these forever.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
happy place
take a little break from google-ing the symptoms of your godforsaken life and look at these glorious images.
you can't really covet mountains but you can covet a first class plane ticket to here.
you can't really covet mountains but you can covet a first class plane ticket to here.
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| Aagau |
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| Jungfrau Region |
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| Aargau |
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| Liechtenstein |
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| Goms |
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
awesome stuff right now!
Here is what I am, like, totally digging lately
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| library/ wide leg/ Fry/ Rake/ necklace/ knitting kitty |
- Knitting- this is my foray into the world of CRAFT.
Not since Catriona Rowntree's Crappy Craft segment on the cartoon show, have I been so interested in Crafting. Are blogs craft?
Anyway, I've started knitting by looking closely at a child's How To book. I know that some people are fanatics when it comes to knitting. I am not about to get a knitting tattoo or anything, but it is relaxing. Once the calluses form, I guess. - Libraries- it's where I borrowed the How To book.
- Rake on abc tv
- Wide Leg Jeans- with RM Williams boots; hello 70s revival
- Autumn; breezy and sunny. I even go outside most days
- Resin Jewellery- handmade from recycled material.
But you had me at 'looks like lollies' - Philip J. Fry- so stupid, but sensitive and courageous. He loves Leela. Most episodes leave me with an aching heavy heart, i almost cry. So melancholy, so much longing. If you listen to it and don't watch the screen, Fry is Stimpy. Billy West is so excellent; how does a cartoon make you feel so much?
- Dandelion Tea
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Alfa Romeo
do you like my new car?
anything i know about cars i learnt from herbie goes bananas, elvis goes mechanic and my son's hot wheels collection.....but my god this car is nice looking.
Fluttering scarf and laughing in the face of the breeze; optional.
anything i know about cars i learnt from herbie goes bananas, elvis goes mechanic and my son's hot wheels collection.....but my god this car is nice looking.
1963 Alfa Romeo 2600 Spider
Just perfect for a road trip for the purchase of buttons and cat food.Fluttering scarf and laughing in the face of the breeze; optional.
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