Sunday, October 24, 2010

beauty of the day

Today is in complete contrast to yesterday. I usually love fresh rain on the city streets but the low clouds, imposing humidity and general crankiness in the air, are all a bit suffocating. In an effort to bring back a little sunshine I'm posting the photos I took yesterday. I live about 5 minutes from Sydney Harbour and often go on makeshift picnics with the fella and the fur baby.

Whenever I read this I feel both happy and sad. It is such a lovely gesture. I didn't know Jan Grimaldi or her dog Milly but sometimes when I sit here I can't help but wonder about them. I mostly think about all the time they must have spent together and what they must have meant to one and other to inspire such a beautiful memorial. And I wonder about the dates because sometimes when two hearts are so closely bound, one cannot live without the other.

Friday, October 22, 2010

Mirror, mirror

Show Me Love is one of my favorite movies. It's a gorgeous Swedish coming of age film about two girls who fall in love. There is a really funny scene where one of the girls is trying to get dressed but she doesn't have a full length mirror. She tries to use the mirror in her apartment building elevator but gets busted in her underwear by her mum. The above picture reminds me of that scene. I don't have a full length mirror either and it is really hard to coordinate an outfit. This is me in my bathroom standing on a small bamboo laundry basket from Freedom. This way I get an okay head to knee reflection... This could be the reason why I am often so "interestingly" dressed. "Interestingly" is being kind- I am such a fashion victim and look like I get dressed in the dark.

As an aside the American trailer for Show Me Love should get an award for worst attempt at adapting a foreign trailer ever. Epic fail.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

The Good Night Song

I need a little piece of your sunshine
To guide me down this bleeding hallway
A handheld torch so I won’t trip
Over the dismembered bodies lying in my way
I have snakes in my bathtub
Dogs and bears in and under my bed
Blackness staining my eyelids and lashes
And rats running wheels in my head
The suffocating walls around me
Do nothing to hide my nakedness
My cheeks scratched and pink as roses
My fingernails sharp as claws
I’m still not quite ready
I can’t pounce like the neighbours cat
I am not willing to fall from great heights
I'll just sit here unmoving in checkmate
Let me know when it’s all over
Then maybe I could get some sleep
And I wouldn’t have to listen to the darkness
That is making the floorboards creak
I’m basking in your radiation
While you speak so softly to me
Another war, murder, tits and ET
Oh God, how I hate this late night TV.


Friday, October 8, 2010

Do you believe in Santa Claus?

I went to a preview screening of Rare Exports recently. I have been eagerly awaiting this films release since watching the short films of the same name on youtube. I was definitely not disappointed.

Rare Exports is a cute, funny, clever and creepy film. This cautionary Christmas tale puts a black comedic spin on the story of the 'real' Santa Claus. While it's not a horror film it does have some tense moments. It is beautifully filmed, the Finnish landscape is spectacular. All the characters are extremely likeable. Jorma Tommila is fantastic as the rough and rugged but loving father Rauno. Onni Tommila is wise and adorable as his son Pietari.

I loved every moment of this film. It is well paced, subtle and engaging. Rare Exports is both dark and delightful filled with evil mischief and the spirit of Christmas. A great combination.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Stolen Girlfriends Club

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Some highlights from the recent Stolen Girlfriends Club show at New Zealand Fashion Week. You can find more of their designs here-

You can buy their stuff here-

Friday, October 1, 2010

My Style Icons

I am undeniably a fashion victim. I really do intend to be stylish but it just doesn't work for me. I'm far happier being quirky and comfortable. Somedays I actually choose the most unflattering thing in my wardrobe. I'm not exactly sure why but sometimes I like looking a bit ugly. I guess I enjoy the social experiment too. It's amazing how much a strangers opinion of you changes based on the clothes you wear. I find it really amusing that one day I get ignored and the next day I'm referred to as "ma'am" depending on how I decided to dress that day. Not meaning to generalise of course. Obviously this all depends on the person you're interacting with. In any case I really do admire all fashionistas and their instinctual ability to rock any outfit.

Black Swan