21.11.11

the front section of the magazine is a feast of encounters, experiments, recommendations and reviews, with some fashion suggestions, a revelatory horoscope and other facets that both educate and entertain

i've always wanted a peg leg. it's a boyhood thing i never grew out of. no, i'm not being flippant. i mean, i've given this a lot of thought. if you have a peg leg or hooks for hands, you know, maybe it's enough to simply carry on living, you know, bravely facing life with your disability; it's heroic just to survive. but without these things, you're actually expected to make something of your life, achieve something, earn a raise, wear a necktie. so if anything, i'm actually the antithesis of Ahab because if i did have a peg leg i'd quite possibly be more happy, more content and not feel the need to chase after these creatures of the unknown.
- X-Files 'Quagmire' S03E22

'..for the marjority of people, marriage-ending conversations happen only once, if at all. if you choose to conduct yours on a mobile phone, in a Leeds car park, then you cannot really claim that it is unrepresentative, in the same way that Lee Harvey Oswald couldn't really claim that shooting presidents wasn't like him at all. sometimes we have to be judged by our one-offs.'
- p1
''why don't you play Cluedo with us, Mummy?'
and i do, until tea time. and after tea, we play Junior Scrabble. we are the ideal nuclear family. we eat together, we play improving board games instead of watching television, we smile a lot. i fear at any moment i may kill somebody.
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- p64, How to be Good - Nick Hornby

'when i look back, i think that being a little naive was actually a positive thing, because i had no fear. sometimes, when you know too much, you can overdo it.'
- p32, Phillip Lim
some people caution against going out on your own too early, but you had a big job at a young age. do you think, under certain circumstances, it's okay to skip a long apprenticeship? and how do you compensate for it?
'yes. look at Proenza Schouler. those guys totally have a grasp of their craft, but they're still learning, and you can see it in the way they push themselves every season. Zac Posen is the same way. there's nothing wrong with being young and successful, and young people sometimes have a better way of looking at the world.'
- p39, Patrick Robinson: Gap's Head Designer, The Teen Vogue Handbook


'when you're growing up in a small town, you don't know that the rest of the world isn't like that. i had no reason to leave Yorkshire; i wasn't trying to get away - i just knew i wanted to see more of life.
i'd never felt particularly British. but the funny thing about spending a long time abroad is that it makes you feel more British.
overseas, people know the English accent if you sound like David Niven, but if you don't sound like that, as far as they're concerned, you coud be Australian. so you spend a lot of time talking about where you come from. you're almost giving yourself a crash course in who you are. you get more of a sense of yourself, somehow, than you had when you were back home, surrounded by people who are similar to you.
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- p39, Harland Miller: Artist and Author
'my father often used to talk about that old proverb, 'even a stopped clock is right twice a day'. in other words, everybody you meet has something to teach you - if you take the trouble to find it. the most unlikely person can enlighten your life. that's tremendously important for the self-worth of the people you meet, as well as your own.
there are all sorts of ways in which we're not equal, but we are all equal in what we can strive for. when i interviewed Senator Robert Kennedy back in 1968 - the last interview he gave before his assassination - i asked him how he would like to be remembered. he replied, 'well, there is a line of Albert Camus that says, 'this is a world in which children suffer.' i'd like to have made a contribution to lessening that suffering.' Kennedy spoke a lot about making a contribution. he used to say, 'for if we do not do this, then who will do this?' it's so simple: if you have a talent, you have a duty to use it to the full.
making a contribution and making a difference - they should be linked - is not only something that famous people can do, or that dead politicians can be quoted on. it is something that everyone can do in their own lives..
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- p41, Sir David Frost: Broadcaster and Producer
things to hate - CUM-an iritating form of speech:
a moratorium must be imposed on the artist-cum-musican. the hotel-cum-gallery, and the pub-cum-restaurant. simply, on CUM. this three-letter preposition-cum-conjunction has stolen the limelight from the once omnipotent slash (eg. model/actor). linguistically, CUM is the latin word for 'with', as in 'magna cum laude'. in colloquial English, it has taken the form of either preposition of conjunction. the conjunction form suffers the most abuse. recent outings include: bass-cum-keystar, boxer-cum-carpet cleaner, and cum-technology-cum-ecology - as found in The Guardian, of all places. by retiring CUM and saying what one actually means, sentences will find themselves inherently more handsome.
- p70
how would you describe society in New York?
'there's something about the density of it. the fact that its density produces a kind of care and concern and emotional investment in every aspect of the urban fabric in a way that doesn't happen in any other American city. it's still a city that's remarkably easy to get around in. you're pushed together with so many different kinds of people. there's the immense diversity, and at the same time the ability to run into people you know throughout the course of your day in different parts of town. no matter how much New York changes, it feels somehow aunthentic to itself.'
- p217, Peter Eleey, Fantastic Man magazine SS11

20.11.11

note: do not take lemon polenta cake out of oven prematurely or it will collapse

some aural memories from my sister's Austrian wedding:

unexpected wedding bells upon arrival at the tiny village chuch


schnee

a special song sung at the reception by our Austrian friends

+ some from my 2008 ANZAZ / Gallipoli trip:

ANZAC Cove ish as seen from the diggers' perspective

a busker on the Paris Metro train

a dawn hymn amplified throughout the town during Ramadan

local Trappist monks (in hoodies!) singing a surprise Gregorian-chant-like hymn at an Ieper/Ypres evening last post ceremony

a saxophone busker at the Paris Metro station

18.11.11

the 100 most beautiful words in the English language

ailurophile (lover of cats) / assemblage / becoming / beleaguer (exhaust with attacks) / brood / bucolic (in a rural setting) / bungalow / chatoyant (like a cat’s eye) / comely / conflate (blend together) / cynosure (focal point of admiration) / dalliance / demesne (territory) / demure / denouement (resolution of a mystery) / desuetude / desultory (slow) / diaphanous (translucent) / dissemble (deceive) / dulcet / ebullience (enthusiasm) / effervescent / efflorescence (blooming) / elision (dropping a syllable in a word) / elixir / eloquence / embrocation (applying lotion) / emollient (a softener) / ephemeral / epiphany / erstwhile (former) / ethereal / evanescent / evocative / fetching / Felicity / forbearance (withholding response to provocatio) / fugacious (fleeting) / furtive / gambol (leap playfully) / glamour / gossamer (a spider’s silk) / halcyon / harbinger / imbrication (forming a regular pattern) / imbroglio (altercation) / imbue / incipient / ineffable / ingĂ©nue / inglenook (cozy nook by a fireplace) / insouciance (indifference) / inure (become jaded) / labyrinthine / lagniappe (an extra gift) / lagoon / languor (inactivity) / lassitude (weariness) / leisure / lilt / lissome (slender) / lithe / love / mellifluous (sweet sounding) / moiety (one of two equal parts) / mondegreen (a slip of the ear) / murmurous / nemesis / offing (the sea between the horizon and the offshore) / onomatopoeia / opulent / palimpsest (a manuscript written over earlier ones) / panacea (a solution for all problems) / panoply (a complete set) / pastiche / penumbra (a half-shadow) / petrichor (the smell of earth after rain) / plethora / propinquity (an inclination) / pyrrhic (successful with heavy losses) / quintessential / ratatouille / ravel / eedolent (fragrant) / riparian (streamside) / ripple / scintilla (a tiny trace) / sempiternal (eternal) / seraglio (harem) / serendipity / summery / sumptuous / surreptitious / susquehanna (Pennsylvanian river) / susurrous (whispering) / talisman tintinnabulation (tinkling) / umbrella / untoward (unseemly) / vestigial (in trace amounts) / wafture (waving) / wherewithal / woebegone

11.11.11

to do list: bloomers

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fortunately, i had my second last exam yesterday and decided on complete comfort while getting dressed.
unfortunately, the Chanel opening was the same day and as i resembled a boy / my outfit pretty rural-looking, i didn't allow myself to go near.
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my noticeboard at the moment:
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9.11.11

Bloglovin

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7.11.11

get amongst it, kitten

'so often it’s the case that when two people get together to create, if they're on a similar wavelength, the results are much greater than they would have been otherwise. in essence, a great conversation is an example of collaboration, so is parenting..car-pooling even. collaboration is a word which is bandied around a lot, but if you have a look at your own life, i’m sure you’ll see loads of examples of where it makes all the difference'
- Dumbo Feather Magazine

'i wanted to write modern love songs, sing all kinds of love – old love, young love, complicated love, happy love, sad love, carnal love, yearning love, hanging-on love, hanging-in love, out-of-control love, love gone wrong, love pretty right, love between friends, love among families, love of hime, love of the unknown, love of clan, love of enemies, love of drinking, love of oblivion, love of pain.
it seemed to me that any love story between a man and a women (or boy and girl) always had more than two people involved. in real life there were exes, rivals, children, stepchildren, sibligns parents, in-laws, friends. my songs began to get crowded.'

– p143
'Other Reasons to Live (Besides the Ones You Love):
Act Three of Der Rosenkavalier / Bondi Beach / Cezanne’s watercolours / Elvis, twenty years old, singing ‘Blue Moon’ / kicking the football in dying autumn light / 'Ode to Nightingale’ / rain on the roof / roast lamb with rosemary and garlic / the first beer after hard work'

– p50
'Nonna gave me a great piece of advice. she told me to breathe in and out slowly and deeply if i was nervous before going onstage. i use this all of the time. so far my voice was held up well, though i still have a ways to go yet. Nonna was knocking ‘em dead in the nursing home with ‘Ave Maria’ in her nineties. she was practically running the place by then. i suppose one shouldn’t say ‘knocking ‘em dead in the nursing home’. but that just about sums it up.
strange to say, over the years i’ve become a bit of a crooner.
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– p253, Paul Kelly - How to Make Gravy

4.11.11

i can certainly appreciate the ridiculous aspects (ie everything) of the Sex and the City seasons / movies

..and yet they are my guilty pleasure to a T.

however, in saying all of that, the following article made me giggle and nod my head in agreement.
someone had to say it:

'Sex and the City 2 takes everything that i hold dear as a woman and as a human — working hard, contributing to society, not being an entitled c*** like it’s my job — and rapes it to death with a stiletto that costs more than my car. it is 146 minutes long, which means that i entered the theater in the bloom of youth and emerged with a family of field mice living in my long, white mustache.
let us start with the 'plot.'

Carrie Bradshaw: at the end of the first SATC movie (2008) — after eleventy decades of chasing his emotionally abusive jowls through the streets of Manhattan — Carrie finally marries Mr. Big, the man of her shallow, self-obsessed dreams. it has now been two years since their nuptials. Carrie already hates it. she hates that he sits on the couch. she hates that he eats noodles out of a take-out box. she hates that he wants to spend quality time with her in their incredibly expensive and gaudy apartment. she hates that he bought her an enormous television. when Big suggests that they spend a couple of days a week in separate apartments (they own TWO apartments, because life is hard!), Carrie screeches, 'is this because i’m a bitch wife who nags you?' congratulations. you have answered your own question.

Miranda Redhairlawyerface: Miranda is a lawyer who has red hair. she also has a child. as a working woman, Miranda is forced to miss every single one of her child’s incessant science fairs (as though children know anything of science!). also, her lawyer boss is a cartoon dick. Miranda quits her job, and everyone is much happier. this is because women should not work. It is terrible for the children.

Charlotte Goldsteinjewyjewsomethingsomethingblatt: life for Charlotte is unbelievably difficult. as a wealthy stay-at-home mom with two children and a live-in, full-time nanny, she sometimes has to bake cupcakes! also, one time her little child got finger paint on a piece of vintage cloth. therefore, Charlotte cannot stop crying. 'how do the women without help do it?' Charlotte (crying) asks Miranda. 'i have no fucking idea,' Miranda replies. then they toast their disgusting glasses of pink syrup. to 'them.' to the 'women without help.'

Samantha Jones: we are never to speak of this.

in order to escape their various imaginary problems, our intrepid foursome traipses off to dark, exotic Abu Dhabi ('i’ve always been fascinated by the Middle East — desert moons, Scheherazade, magic carpets!'). when they arrive, Carrie, because she is a professional writer, announces, 'oh, Toto - i don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore!' each woman is immediately assigned an extra from Disney’s Aladdin to spoon-feed her warm cinnamon milk in their $22,000-per-night hotel suite. things seem to be going great. but very quickly, the SATC brain trust notices that it’s not all swarthy man-slaves and flying carpets in Abu Dhabi! in fact, Abu Dhabi is crawling with Muslim women—and not one of them is dressed like a super-liberated diamond-encrusted fucking clown!!! oppression! OPPRESSION!!!

this will not stand. Samantha, being the prostitute sexual revolutionary that she is, rages against the machine by publicly grabbing the engorged penis of a man she dubs 'Lawrence of My-Labia.' when the locals complain (having repeatedly asked Samantha to cover her nipples and mons pubis in the way of local custom), Samantha removes most of her clothes in the middle of the spice bazaar, throws condoms in the faces of the angry and bewildered crowd, and screams, 'I AM A WOMAN! I HAVE SEX!' thus, traditional Middle Eastern sexual mores are upended and sexism is stoned to death in the town square.

at sexism’s funeral (which takes place in a mysterious, incense-shrouded chamber of international sisterhood), the women of Abu Dhabi remove their black robes and veils to reveal — this is not a joke — the same hideous, disposable, criminally expensive shreds of cloth and feathers that hang from Carrie et al.’s emaciated goblin shoulders. Muslim women: under those craaaaaaay-zy robes, they’re just as vapid and obsessed with physical beauty and meaningless material concerns as us! feminism! f*** yeah!

if this is what modern womanhood means, then just veil me and sew up all my holes.'

- via

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i am probably the last Brisbane blogger to finally purchase a Joshua Hall 'helix' cuff, though i'm super glad that i did. it seems to balance out super-feminine looks so that they are slightly more digestible.
though i fear i have some sort of ear deformity as i find it quite uncomfortable..does anyone else find this?

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+ further,
'if you were stranded, or homeless, or if the house burnt down, what’s the one thing you’d keep? it’s a great question. it’s a question that leads to so much whittling down of things. once you whittle down, where do you stop? artist Susan Mullaly posed the question to a bunch of people in Waco Texas and photographed the results. many are homeless or disenfranchised, for various reasons.
Fred Albreight is a homeless carpenter:
'i pick up stuffed animals all the time, i got a truck in here too. i found him, this little dog in a dumpster down in the projects in the South Side while i was pickin’ up cans. the reason i picked it up is because whenever i see a little child i give it to him. that’s why i collect them.'

- via

2.11.11

1.5 hours

'i am woman, hear me smile. i like to paint my nails and shave my legs, and i wear a bra because God gave me a decent pair and i want them to stay up. i like wearing shoes, preferably toe-numbingly tall ones, and dread the day my podiatrist tells me that enough is enough. i take great pride in cooking, and hunger for the sated smiles of dinner guests.
when a man opens the door for me, i thank him for his kindness. i cry at soppy movies and snuggle into my husband. yes, i'm married. i want to share my life.
i worked as a lawyer, on a political campaign and in PR. so far i know i'm an advocate, my drug of choice is the adrenaline of purpose, and i'm a storyteller.
the point is that i have choices. and i didn't get them by chance. they are my inheritance from the pioneering warriors of generations past. there is so much to thank them for. i watch Joan and Peggy cop grubby office come-ons daily on Mad Men and it's as alien to me as Battlestar Galactica. when i say no, it means fuck off or you'll go to prison.
i delight in the privacy of a polling booth and don't give two hoots how my husband, dad or brothers vote.
i felt not pressure to marry other than the persistent drumbeat of my heart and the certainty of my head. i kept my maiden name and it was unremarkable.
i've opened bank accounts, borrowed money and invested it unchaperoned.
if i choose to study law but decide that the profession is not for me, that's as okay for me as it would be for my brothers. if i choose to get married and move overseas for my husband's work, write books about politics and shoe porn, take time off work to have kids, that's okay too.
my generation sees equal opportunity as the norm because of the work hers did, but i don't want to lose my gender in her ongoing agenda. why mimic maleness? i wear make-up because i like to, not because men expect me to. that's the same reason why i covet the stylings of Messers Louboutin, Dolce and Gabbana. it's why i put thought into form-fitting garments that flatter my figure.
veterans, please know that when we wear our sex on our sleeve it is not because we are ungrateful, it's because we revel every day in the spoils of your victory. in choosing to be and do whoever and whatever we want, we honour you. thanks to you, when a little girl puts on a pink dress it doesn't diminish her.'
- sections from 'Lipstick Feminism' - Jessica Rudd, p.161 Vogue Australia December 2011

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Laneway Festival is approaching once again, and while i'm not sure how i feel about the lineup this year (well, in 2012), Harvest Festival is well and truly on my to-do list (though ticket still not purchased). regardless, here is a blurred happy snap of a friend and i pre-Laneway last / this year:
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wearing Karen Walker button-up

+ i have been thoroughly appreciating old Freaks & Geeks episodes / Margherita Missoni's style lately.

+ before a friend's 19th birthday in early August of this year:
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