13 years ago
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Saturday, November 28, 2009
We'll Keep Moving On.
Reading trashy magazines whilst trying to occupy myself during the dismal weather helped me come across Ben Watts.
He's photographs are amazing.
Friday, November 13, 2009
This Beat, It Fills My Head Up
Just another week of freedom. Sunshine, beaches, booze and friends. Apart from the lack of sleep, things are good. I'm getting desperate for bathers though, mine are literally about to fall apart.
I'm ready to see what all this Schoolies hype is all about.
I wish I could remeber where I found these photographs.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Taste Your Beating Heart
A customer at work said that my hair reminded me of something out of the Flintstones and decided to call me Pebbles. It seemed like a weird coincidence seeing as my god-father used to call me that too.
Jeremy Scott Spring/Summer '10
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Factory Girl
Warhol: Just be yourself.
Sedgwick: Well, which one?
"To me, New York was Jackson Pollock sipping vodka and dripping paint onto a raw canvas."
"Edith Minturn Sedgwick: beautiful artist and actress...and all around loon...Remembered for setting the world on fire...and escaping the clutches of her terrifying family...Made friends with eeeeverybody, and anybody...creating chaos and uproar wherever she went. Divorced as many times as she married, she leaves only good wishes behind."Friday, November 6, 2009
Ink Runs Into My Cup
This attractive boy on a bike stood next to me while waiting for the lights to turn green. Whilst standing there I noticed the most amazing peacock feather tattoo on his forearm.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
They Have All Been Blown Out
I know this collection is old news, but I'd die to get one of these Christopher Kane baboon print dresses. Unfortunately, forking out over $500 on a singular clothing item doesn't sound too appealing if it drains your bank account.
Update: DecJuba is selling Christopher Kane inspired tshirt dresses just like these. I couldn't contain myself when I saw it and bought one straight away.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
We Got No Principles
With my final high school exams already underway, it feels slightly odd that I’m not that nervous. Way back in year 9 when we had our first lot of exams, I was petrified. So much so that I spent the morning of my English exam sitting next to my parents alcohol cabinet taking swigs out whichever bottles I could get my hands on. I took a liking to Johnny Walker, and over the course of the three exams I had to endure, I polished off most of the bottle. So, not only was my first real drinking experience alone (which isn’t that uncommon these days), I was freaking out that I was going to be drunk for my English exam. That didn’t prove to be half the worry as when I rocked up to school 2 hours after the Exam has started because I’d misread the timetable. Eventually I stopped having pre drinks before a every exam and never again have I turned up 2 hours late.
Still, to this day, the smell of whisky makes me feel ill.
Still, to this day, the smell of whisky makes me feel ill.
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