Tuesday, August 30, 2011

All I Need Is Love


..and another pair of Swedish Hasbeens. When I get excited about things I find it hard to contain. So I make collages (like yesterday), or buy lots and lots of fruit, or send text messages resembling short stories. In this case, I'm contemplating investing in another pair of Swedish Hasbeens. I've been searching for good, investment sandals for many a summer and I think they're it. They're the sort of shoes I imagine having forever, that I'll actually be able to pass onto my children, and yes, they just get comfier the more you wear them. 

Other things that make them a great choice are their durability (they're an heirloom for fun), variability (colours, heights, styles), functionality (suitable for work, play and most things in between), and finally, they're natural, which means they soften rather than break. Plus, they're cute but still very chic. 

Some of my favourite stylings: a Maccas run, a chic coffee step sitting, a bride (exceptional).

You can check the full range on their site.. 

ps - silver or black? or neutral and red too?!

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images via google!

Monday, August 29, 2011

Collage

Monday, Monday! How does one curb shopping cravings? Probably not building collages around dresses I desperately want to buy. Silly! 

So while I'm torturing myself, may I present a few things I know I could give a very good home to? Here we go...


What do you think? These outfits are spring and autumn friendly, or even suitable for late winter and Indian summer. The sort of pieces you can imagine having in your wardrobe forever and ever! 

*Our living room looks like this - most of the time.
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Outfit credits
One
Lateforschool dress, Emmadime: Knitted Bow Ear Warmer,
 Two
VintageMarmalade dress, Hemlines cardigan, 
rings and tights as before, Swedish Hasbeens.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Honey Bear


Are you feeling sicker than sick of winter colds and yuckiness? Every morning I wake up with a sore throat and wonder what I'm doing wrong.

The singular upside to this is eating honey from the jar, eating curry for nearly every meal, overindulging in chai (and more honey), and staying very acquainted with my couch.

Any secret cures for boosting immunity or avoiding that run-down feeling? I'd love to hear and try your recipes.

Sleep well until the end of winter! Oh to hibernate (and eat honey) forever!

Friday, August 26, 2011

A tidbit of inspiration


Joanna Goddard from the glorious A Cup Of Jo, is a writer whose work I find to be incomparable. The ease with which I connected to her unique style is something that doesn't happen often enough, but it does make reading her work a joy.

This post is simply perfection. Love notes (of any kind) are the best. The days my Mum popped one in my lunchbox will stay with me forever. 
 
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A note on images..
I saved these pictures a long time ago and 
I don't have the time right now to do the required level of
searching to find them (I am very slow).
I will do so when I have a spare hour, 
but until then any knowledge is hugely appreciated!

Frolic (and feast) Friday


Some things I love about life..

1, Scoring Scoopons for restaurants that I otherwise can't remotely afford or justify
2, Berry froghurt + nutella + fresh strawberries
3, Matching cheese to.. Dark chocolate Tim Tams! Fig jam! Roast pumpkin!
4. Mulled wine 
5, My sweet Mum emailing me recipes to try
6, Grapefruit drizzled with raw honey
7, Making chai from scratch
8, Toast for breakfast
9, The Frankie recipe section
10, The return of mangoes!
   
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So often I lay in bed with my mind abuzz.
Last night was no different and
for once it was fruitful.
I had so many exciting, rad ideas
and I can't wait to go forth with them.
Lately I've been feeling inspired in a tangible way
and it's something I'm trying my best to nourish.

Have a lovely Friday (and weekend)

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Photo by Elise
- Ouzeri, 2009
.. and happiest birthday to my Naiomi

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Don't leave my hyper heart alone


What would we do without music and lyrics? I don't even try to imagine it - how could this universal language ever cease being?

Until the musical world ends I'll just play, play, play my favourites until I rediscover the meanings I found in them originally. Until the songs feel new again.

I'll also continue dying over the picture above. Just a little something that made yesterday so happy.

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Title from Sorrow - The National
Image via Little Chief Honeybee

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Part Two.


Tonight, over Thai, we talked about graduation and work prospects etc. Truthfully,  I'm more than a bit concerned about going freelance if I'll be my own boss/colleague/lunch company. Further to this, I wonder how this will affect me socially. I'm aware of how easily I can alienate myself, and quite often I work/function so well by myself that I don't want it to be the core part of my routine.

As I said here, the amount of time I spend lodged in an endless stream of internalised monologues is incredibly cushy. In a strange way I feel like my daydreaming means I'm not up to the real world. I worry that I'm not up to being this adult or any adult. I then wonder how I'll manage being in charge of everything when I can't say "I'm a student" and that's enough said.

I'm terrible at making decisions and I want so much for the future to be full of things that I learn from and look forward to. I want there to be constructive mistakes and beneficial losses. I hope I'm up to being in a team, and that the person I can be by myself is someone I can feel confident to be around others too.

Sometimes I worry the vernacular I have with my boyfriend, family and a few others is something I'll never achieve in all my relationships. The crazy part is that I love being around other people just as much as I'm comfortable in my own company. More than anything I worry that if it were flipped, would it be the same the other way round.



This post puts the mental buzz together too.

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Quote from Alice in Wonderland,
but the picture, I'm not sure (?)

Recuperation Wednesday


Today I'm actually doing everything in my power to recuperate. Lately I've been waking up feeling more and more run-down, without any proper reasons for why. Nevertheless! Today is living up to its name after all..

Some bits and pieces for a pick-me-up, a snuggle, a slow dance or light indulgence are:

* Discovering this EP. Swoony and lovely - check out the clip above and try and guess where else you know them from.
 
* Vege Tom Yum with fresh chilli, lemon and sesame oil.

* Our magical couch.

* The newest issues of Frankie and Dumbo Feather.

* Fig/Mixed Berry jam coconut slice. Caramelised corners are too yummy.

* Reading some delicious new findings, Cupcakes and Cashmere and the Calivintage Tumblr.

* Homemade hommus in the fridge.

* Suspecting that our Harvest Tickets are waiting for us at the Post Office.

* Having concerts to look forward to.

* The conversations you have when you should be sleeping - they're my favourite bedtime story.

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Have a perfectly wonderful day
xx

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Walking Fulfilled


When I was eight years old I was fitted for my first pair of glasses. This was something I was deeply against and I hated wearing them for the longest time. 

Most often, funnily enough, I wander around completely unaware of my surroundings. In Primary School I was constantly in trouble (or found out via my term report) for not paying attention. In lectures, at work, sometimes even with friends I just get lost in all my thoughts or the peaceful, quiet ease I find in my own mind.

While some people hate train trips and flying, I kind of adore the chance I get to dream. There's something I love about being the passenger and slipping into my own mental space. It's something that occurs so naturally and effortlessly it's actually a bit of a worry.

So the three or so times out of ten that I might be in touch with what's around me is so magical. My senses pick out leaves, obtuse and wonderful graffiti, feathers and pavement flowers, hidden and secret smiles.

I find that being deeply out of touch with the world is worth it, particularly when there are secret pathways and underground gardens.

It's like the first time I put on my glasses and saw what my sight should be like. I really love our world.

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Photo from my favourite lane
in Brisbane City

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Bonsai Love


The rain is pitter-pattering outside and I'm just cosied up in bed, contemplating some chai.

This quote seems particularly fitting for today:

The happiest people don't have the best of everything, 
they just make the best of everything.

Have a homey Sunday xx

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Photo by me, very old.
Quote via Tuula 
(there will be wanderlust!)

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Try A Little Kindness


I'm going to take this time now to write some about an issue that isn't "close to my heart" per se, but rather a more essential ingredient for living. With this in mind I know that my opinion is not the be all and end all, much like any advice is not something that I necessarily want given to me, but am utterly touched by when it is offered.

So I'm taking the time to offer this thought for a number of reasons. Try a little kindness.

This past week I read an article that I can email to those interested, however this entry is not a response to it, it is simply a response to the broader nature of writing, speaking, communicating. These utterances which very quickly become dialogues can go a number of ways. On the one hand, write something negative, misleading, presumptuous and ultimately degrading and the impact on anyone who comes into contact with it - writer, reader, subject - will suffer its derrogatory, destructive candour.  The contrasting statement I make is this - write something positive, uplifting, inspiring and open-minded, and I see no way that the impact and therefore outcomes of the initial utterance to have anything other than pleasant phenomena. 

Frankly, negativity stunts, while positivity encourages exponential growth.

As a writer, it is difficult to read an article, a post or even hear a song that doesn't promote well-being. That is not to say that the act of not being well (in any way) is problematic, moreover the point of being "well" or seeking positive experiences always leads back to itself. Unfortunately, engaging in negative practices such as attacking an artist, a couple, or a community group for example, rarely commutes to positive outcome. Even those circumstances that promote negative paths of encouragement to reverse-psychologically achieve positive results seek positivity, so why not seek positively? I can't help but argue the negative interim can hardly be that inspiring, nor can it be that ergonomic or a pleasurable experience.

So try this - a little kindness.

Do you hate that Youtube video? That "crappy" photo? Those Valentino dresses? 
Yes?

Don't write a disparaging comment; definitely don't be brave and leave it anonymously. Don't attack individuals in print because you can't stand their blog and it suits you to add work to your canon of journalism that makes claims that in no way suggest research nor credibility in argument or purpose. Don't declare others "smug" and "annoying" and "shallow" based on jealously, personal opinion, or an inability to simply allow others to be. Why be hurtful?

What I suggest is this - do you have an opinion? Is it so contrary to that of a certain subject that you can't even communicate that opinion without it being negative or disheartening to read or hear? That at the end of the day it is simply an opinion - not a thought-out argument that contains logic? Then don't share it if you can't do so respectfully. 

Go forth with friendly debate - but try not to abuse your freedom of speech to the point that you impediment it. Particularly when your freedom of speech surely gives you freedom of movement to close your books, browsers or speakers.

Move forwards and try kindness a little, even for a day.

The peace and love we have to give are hardly painful things to part with.     

Friday, August 19, 2011

Frolic (and feast) Friday

"If you can read you can cook" - Robert Nield

Breakfast..


and Dinner..


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I guess that I'm kind of more of a 
big breakfast, hearty dinner kind of girl.
Probably because I like to go to bed 
hungry-ish, rather than nursing a food baby.

My parents more than encouraged and made
the enjoyment and sharing of food and meals
a central part of our lives growing up.
The innumerable hours spent around their gigantic hardwood
dining table are so deeply ingrained in me
it's somewhat impossible that I shouldn't
have grown up to love the same things. 

The impact of those crazy conversations, desserts of Bornhoffen
yoghurt and brown sugar, and my mother removing her glasses 
early in the evening are a ritual that feels almost more
central to my sense of being than any other 
experience to be shared with those you love.

It's not necessarily the food (though it's important),
but the pervasive sense of care.
I love cooking and looking after people that way.
The productivity of producing a meal
is deeply fulfilling and more than anything,
makes houses homes.
 xx

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All photos by me on iPhone4, 
except for Three taken with digital camera.
For recipes: two, four, and five 
- all tweaked a little. 

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Feliz Cumpleaños-Depot Reunion


Tuesday was by every means a special, special day. It was the birthday of one of my oldest friends. She is an incredible linguist, a musical maestro, an amazing partner in all sorts kebab-seeking crime, and absolutely my sister.

Luckily, in a rather wondrous piece of kismet, it coincided with one of our favourite nights of the year -- Depot Reunion. It's a one-off reunion for a club night that was once hosted in Brisvegas, one whose irreplaceable qualities we fully relive on the eve of Ekka Show Day every August.

We celebrated both on Tuesday evening, and in honour of a magical night and an even more magical friend, I present:

The Depot-Jo Playlist

"for under a full moon"

Early evening..
Organ Donor - DJ Shadow
 Ladyflash (Hot Chip remix) - The Go! Team
Young Love - Mystery Jets (feat. Laura Marling)
She Loves You - The Beatles
 Crazy For You - Best Coast
 
Warming Up..
Mr November - The National
Let's Dance - David Bowie
 Your English Is Good - Tokyo Police Club 
Fickle Cycle - Animal Collective
Neighbourhood #3 (Power Out) - Arcade Fire

Packed Rainbow Floor..
Silent Shout - The Knife
Helicopter - Bloc Party
I Wanna Be Your Telephone - Jamie Lidell
Friday Night - The Darkness
Let's Dance To Joy Division - The Wombats
Freak - LFO  

Wind Down/3am Kebab..
The Magic Position - Patrick Wolf
Rainbowarriors - CocoRosie
The Skin Of My Yellow Country Teeth - Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
New York City Cops - The Strokes
Walking - The Dodos

(I can't link this because I have to go to class, 
but all artists should be Youtubeable)

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Kebabs aren't completely necessary,
but after our first Depot we had a two-second kebab
- and it was something I'll never forget.
Thanks for sharing Joey!
xx

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Photos from dinner at Vespa, New Farm
and the Depot, Valley
by my phone

Can't stop, won't stop


One for summer. Hello dancing!

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Sorry for being so low-key, more assessment
and I've needed some free time for other things.

Have a magical Thursday
I'm thinking I'll post a Frolic Friday
instead of Recuperation Wednesday this week
xx

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Too soon for Summer?


These are just some things I've been using for the past little while. Somehow their delicious herby smells are causing me to dream pocket summer dreams for brief moments every day.

These products have a natural freshness that makes me wish I was a gypsy lady, traveling among the trees by day, until I reach a new coastline every afternoon, by which I will spend the night. How I long to have a caravan.

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It's probably best not to dream the last of winter away (not when there is pie to be had), but until then I have these drops of yumminess to soothe my soul.

From left to right:
Conditioner for dry hair (Coles), Baby Moisturiser I use all over (Woolworths), Leave In Spray Conditioner  (BiLo - may be completely discontinued..I snaffled a few)

I do find that I always feel far better with natural smells, such as these, incense, candles, fresh herbs or tea around.

Any other products that are truly amazing and take you on a dreamboat?
 
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Instagram photo by me and my phone..that I will. not. drop.
xx 



Red. Yellow. Blue.

 

I think I've finally managed to figure out Instagram. (I'm saying this loosely as I'm incapable of giving directions, let alone comprehending simple ones, #sonotalinearthinker..)

It's been a strange, busy and sickly week, and not productive in the ways I might have liked. But we have a clean house, a litre of Butter Chicken, and a kilo jar of Nutella. So we are happy pandas indeed.

For the longest time, red has been my most favourite colour. Perhaps it's the symbolism -- love, passion, rage -- but without a doubt it's the richness endowed in its presence in my life. If I wear red I feel just like me, and it's a feeling of savvy wilfulness. I always feel like I'm allowing myself to walk as my own person, choosing to be this woman, and revelling in the innate individuality we're all gifted with at birth.

It's so powerful to just be and claim that moment, even for a moment, and that it's solely, purely yours. Like any of the senses, I don't know where I would be without it.
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Here's to an exhilarating weekend.

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All photos by me with a variety of filters on iPhone4, Instagram app.
Just in case I forget..

 One - Meze Platter from Ouzeri
Two - Darling new Has-Beens 
(H&M version)
Three - Love pancakes, from my love
(Vanilla pancake, blueberries, maple & blueberry maple syrup, 
wildberry froghurt, cinnamon, vanilla custard)
Four - CityCycle stand on Merthyr Road 
(that's an in-joke..)
Five - ..fingers, toes 
(Revlon - Gold Coin, Revlon Red + Top Coat)
Six - Sick day clothes..
(welovecolors tights, etsy vintage Bonjour shorts, 
etsy vintage sailboat blouse)


Thursday, August 4, 2011

Cause to be


I had chocolate for dinner,
so now I felt it necessary to share
some sweetness with you.

Can't be greedy now.

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One via..
Foxtail and Fern (you will get lost in the soft loveliness)
Two and Three via..
unknown (help?)

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Recuperation Wednesday


"music is the weapon of the future"
- shirt, '07

I have spent the majority of the past few days hunting and sifting and fossicking for new music. For some reason, (still) nothing has really been as meaningful as I'd hoped but with time and further listenings, I'm sure that I might be satisfied with more than just one album.

So I don't really have any musical recuperation today, but these are pure goodness..

A spot-on opinion piece. In fact, just trawl this whole site.

like you're living in NYC, circa Dylan, Cohen and Mitchell.

Visit here to reignite the poetry in your soul. Mandy has a real gift.

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I had the loveliest conversation about music and writing and poetry and lyrics and creativity last night. It's reassuring to know that your passions can always be cultivated, you just have to know how and where to water them -- there isn't always a when.

Have a Wednesday that you're a part of, not wanting to be somewhere else.
xx

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Picture by me
Florence and the Machine - St Jerome's Laneway Festival
Brisbane, 2010

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Hyggelige


Denmark is such a special place. This word is by far my favourite -- such an innately special concept. Perhaps a direct line to what we all long for when life and the moments are especially where you want to be.

One of the fundamental aspects of Danish culture is "hygge": spending a calm, comfortable time with good friends or loved ones, often while enjoying good food, snacks and something to drink. Lighting candlelights is also often associated with "hygge". Christmas time, when loved ones sit close together with candles lit on a cold rainy night, is a true moment of "hygge", as is grilling a pølse (Danish sausage) on a long summer evening. These examples, although they do not precisely define "hygge", can give an English speaker an idea of a deeply valued traditional concept of Danish culture.


For me, hygge is my parent's beach house. Always and forever. 

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Definition via Wikipedia (no judgement)
Photo by me

Monday, August 1, 2011

Hey calendar



I worked on my calendar today. The warped and superstitious part of me doesn't feel right talking about it, but should I make it through this semester -- determinedly, passionately, successfully -- I will graduate.

It feels pivotal and strange and scary. I'm not after a magic number, a dream degree, I still don't know how to answer with what I want to be.

I just want to work hard, play hard and be the best I can be. And have nights like the Saturday just been, take runs like the one I took yesterday afternoon, and feasts with my special people.

I just want to live life like it was meant to be: without guilt after fun, and trepidation over writing. I really feel that life will begin after, and good enough will be more than enough.

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This entry made me dream very hard too.
I don't think I've ever really felt like this before.
It's like I finally have a proper dream.
Ohhh November..

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The sweetest friends
One taken by April
Two taken by Elise