Saturday, August 31, 2013

Day 243: Raging Against the Machine

Warning: Sleep-deprivation Motivated Rant Ahead. I'm a little disillusioned by the justice system. More so than I was a few days ago. You might conclude it's because I am annoyed. But I think I am justifiedly annoyed. I just had my Jury Duty Experience and it was a colossal waste of time and a major inconvenience that had me going from Sunday at about one p.m to Tuesday eleven a.m with only five hours sleep in there somewhere. I have questions which I am at a loss to understand don't already have answers (although they are tantamount to understanding why polititians seem to be so stupid!) One: Does the court system not know what 'Police Dispatchers' do? Or what systems they use in order to do it? Being workplace cousins, one would think that they would have some knowledge of our role and the fact that it means you work with police while they apprehend 'alleged' criminals. But for some reason, the form you fill out where you say that you are a Police Dispatcher doesn't proclude you from serving on a jury until you sit all morning in a room full of potentials and listen to the incessant calling of numbers and yays and nays, only then be advised that your very restrictive and job-based access to criminal records excludes you from service. Two: Why not ask that question on the form? I can't arrest anyone, I can't prosecute, defend or advise anyone on points of law. Those are the questions they ask currently. Pop in a 'Does your role provide access to LEAP or Criminal Records?' question and everyone at my workplace could be saved the rigmarole of shift changes and being shafted for nothing.

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Can you tell I'm cross? It's because on top of all of that they threw out my dips! But that is another story. The thing that annoys me the most is the inference I make of the inference they are making about me. Because what they say is that if you get into the courtroom and get given the details of the accused and all the witnesses and parties involved, then you are expected to do two things: advise if any of the parties are in any way known to you, and not Google or source any information. They are saying that just because I have access to a system which holds information about all sorts of people that I will not say if I know the parties in any way, like for example they are my uncle or I have had cause to look up their file in the execution of my duties, and, that I will use that system as my own personal Google to find out information. What happened to innocent before guilty? They don't give me the same benefit of doubt that they give to everyone else. LEAP and Criminal Records are intensly monitored. You make a declaration every single day that you will not access it in any relation other than a traceable work flow, meaning it has to be related to a police job number or a police call sign. It would be far easier to Google about these people. I was excited to do my civic duty and be part of a process which theoretically is designed to make the world a better place, fairer, juster, safer. I was excited because two trials were going for six and eight weeks. They would have been interesting and intriguing. Instead I come away feeling like I am the judged one—unfairly judged. They say you shouldn't take it personally when you are dismissed. But that is because normally they don't have as much to go on as they had with me. They implied I was not trustworthy, that I was not impartial. I shouldn't have told the truth—that's a much fairer way to run a justice system!

And I'm not even going to start with the work side of this saga. Just one last question: what is it about positions of authority that causes the position holders to loose all sense of logic? We down here in the ranks can see it, why can't they? Rant Over.

Oops, nearly forgot the fashion. Today's look inspired by this frock at Valentino.


The Outfit
Shirt: Retail, Howard Showers (quite old)
Dress(ing Gown): Op-shopped
Belt: Op-shopped
Necklace: Bead shop at Highpoint (Knifepoint) Shopping Centre
Shoes: Irregular Choice 'Bloxy'


Photographer de Jour: V——


Who wore it better?

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Friday, August 30, 2013

Day 242: Boys—They Don't Make Sense

I'm in the study writing because, frankly, there is boy-stuff happening in the backyard. The boy-stuff involves a saw, some secateurs and a self-built brick fireplace. But when he came out with a cup full of accelerant I knew it was time to come inside. What is it about boys, fire and impatience? (Don't worry B——, the trunk is still there in the ground for whatever project you had in mind). We got through the day without setting fire to the polystyrene on the monster-house next door (damn) or calling the fire brigade, and now we can get through the gate, and, amazingly, the sky has re-opened up in the backyard and it is oddly liberating.

One of the trends this A/W 2013 is all-in-grey. I realised that although I have a couple of grey tops, and these most magnificent and favourite grey shoes, I don't have any grey bottoms and so I did what any bottom-less person would do—wore my top as a bottom. Simples. Grey practitioners for the season include Marni, the incredible prints at Mary Katrantzou, and some odd little touches at Alexander Wang. I'll have to go in search of grey bottoms because, although mine is an interestingly and softly sculptural look, walking with your legs in the neck of a top is slightly restricting and you can see through the arm-holes if you look at the right, or wrong, angle. This search is a necessity because I have, to celebrate my outrageous electricity bill, bought three new pairs of shoes—two of which are grey. What do you mean you don't see the logic of shopping when you recieve a huge bill?

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What does it take in a book for it to be worthy of you spending your time going back, rather than moving on to the new. There are an awful lot of books, and a very little time, but I quite often revisit. Books I read for essays during university often had two or three re-readings and are the richer for it. Sometimes I go back to something because I don't feel I paid close enough attention the first time, or because I feel that life-experience garnered since a last read will pay dividends on a re-read. I have done the Harry Potters four times. And I have just restarted Stieg Larsson's Millenium series for probably the same reasons I go back to Harry Potter again and again. A series, re-read reveals its craft. Going back to the beginning with the knowledge of the end allows you to explore the seeds planted along the way. Re-reading actually tells you more about writing. I have just finished The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo again. In some ways, what with the Swedish and then the American movies, I feel I have read it more than twice, and so along with learning from it in regards to what planning and set-up is all about, you also learn what is filmic. Books that are obviously set up as prose screenplays (books that have ambitions of being films) generally annoy me. I have read a few, although their names allude me. They come across as biding their time while their author waits for the more lucrative film deal. It is certainly not the case with the Millenium books. They are books first. Do you ever re-read books? Why?

The Outfit
Top (which is a dress): Op-shopped
Skirt (which is a top): Op-shopped
Coat (which is too small): Op-shopped
Shoes: Irregular Choice 'Bowtiful'


Photographer de Jour: Moi


Who wore it better?

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Thursday, August 29, 2013

Day 241: Have I Done the Right Thing?

There are lots and lots of people out there who are using these little scribble-pads we like to call 'blogs' as a career move. Some blog as their only jobs. Some seem to get worn out and burned out with the pressure of maintaining a 'working' blog and the seemingly difficult process of obtaining sponsorship and advertisers and of writing content which pays. Yes, I have this great fantasy that someone will stumble over my blog amongst the, what, couple of hundred, million!, blogs in the world, and think, whoo, we need to pay this one to stay at home and ramble on about her life. But the reality is that the people who make money from blogs work hard to do it. So. Am I willing to do that? On the other side of it, am I willing to let my blog become a piece of advertising? When I started this particular blog at the beginning of the year I did something I hadn't done before and added Adsense widgets to the side and bottom. At first I watched eagerly for hits. And in the end I got really bored because nothing ever happened. Recently someone at work asked me about blogging and I took them on a little tour of my blog and remembered about Adsense, and looked at it. Turned out my account was sitting there waiting for me to give some payment options to it because I had made a grand fourteen dollars somehow. And then a Book Riot post popped up about the Riot Ad Network. I was lured by the notion that they considered the quality of your content before accepting your application to join. And then proud they found my content worthy. I'm excited, I've signed all the paperwork. I've played around with my html (oh, gosh I hope I did that right). But I have a question for you, because many of you that come to visit do work hard to make something more than a diary from your blogs: have I done the right thing?

List_Addict               Irene

I think I told you a little while ago, but let me remind you. The mobile/tablet app for Goodreads has free e-books. Free! Hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of them. They seem mostly to be the classics and so—because I didn't already have a Kindle and a 'real' bookshelf full of unread books—I dove in and read James Joyce's The Dubliners. Short stories. Mmmm. They aren't my favourite genre. How about you? In a way they are good for the short-on-time or the short-on-attention, they suit busyness and snatched reading time, but I think, in some ways they have a harder task to captivate you. They have to do so much more in so much less space. So for me a short story needs to be a prose poem. It has to be exceptional. Beautiful. Crafted. And quirky. Call me fussy, but James' short stories don't fit that equation. In this place of the short story I think the contempories have it over the modernists and the classicists. Even though these stories of James' are infinitly more realistic and comprehensible, I'll take epic, complicated, 'riverrun, past Adam and Eve's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs', novel sized Joyce any day in preference. This and two other books finished this week brings my yearly total to a meagre twenty. Eighty to go to get my yearly total goal. Seems unlikely, but not impossible.

Today's is a one designer inspiration—Prada. The only thing I didn't do is walk down the runway with just-out-of-the-shower hair. I know you all think I am a majorly intense fashionista, but this is really the first year that I have even paid any attention to a whole catwalk season launch so I have no idea if it is usual for there to be such a plethora of bad hair. Being a finninicky hair stylist myself I feel I am qualified to talk. Prada has wet hair, Louis Vuitton has bad wigs, and the majority of other designers have parted hair down the middle and combed it down, or bunged it back in a ponytail. Yay. Now I don't have to bother getting curlers and straighteners and everything in between. But clothes? Prada inspired me with looks like this, this and this. But if they were to gift me one outfit, then I would choose this, with this bag, and I would at least pull my hair into a ponytail.

The Outfit
Cardigan: Op-shopped
Dress: Op-shopped
Belt: Op-shopped
Shoes: Irregular Choice 'Love Bug'


Photographer de Jour: Moi


Who wore it better?

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Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Day 240: Girl's Night In

I'm writing this Wednesday post on 'Girls Night In' Friday. 'Girl's Night In' more accurately. Just me, on the couch, not too long before fasting becomes (moderate) feasting and SYTYCD Top Ten and Britain and Ireland's Next Top Model Finale on TV. The only thing missing is Sex and the City, but I'll be crossing over to The Shawshank Redemption—because there are not enough times in which to watch the nicest of men beat a corrupt system with humility and empathy, and not enough exposure for it not to make me cry like a baby everytime Red sits down by that tree and opens Andy's little tin box from under the 'rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield'—and Rizzoli & Isles because it's good when women with brains and humour solve crimes in designer heels.

List_Addict               Irene

But I missed most of SYTYCD. I completely forgot. What is wrong with me? More importantly, what is wrong with Mary, she crys all the time. Not just at the end of The Shawshank Redemption. I am worried about you Mary. It is down to the top ten. And they are dancing with the all-stars. Thank goodness for You Tube. If I have the power to doom them, which I greatly doubt, I wouldn't say this, but Aaron and Jasmine just have to be the girl and the boy at the end of this. They are sublime. So much character. And if I had to pick just one, one who nearly wasn't even in the top twenty but for the poor misfortune of another, I would say that the best, and most captivating dancer of 2013 is Aaron. Watch this (the only thing about You Tube is you get confused and so this is actually from next week, but it proves my point) and then tell me different.

If I was six foot tall, skinny with amazingly large eyes and had people painting my toe nails, putting on make-up and doing my hair, dressing me in amazing clothes and plonking me on a Canadian beach with a white horse, I think I would scrub up okay. Looking at super models, or even just the ordinary human ones, for the last couple of weeks in my haute couture inspired dressing, and Britain and Ireland's Next Top Model, has made me realise they are sometimes quite unusual looking women. And how weird to have to, wear things you wouldn't ordinarily choose or put together. Today my look is not based on anything but an idea I had to put two different things together. But it speaks to Emporio Armani a little: a little like this, or this, or this. Even if it is just a hint towards colour.


The Outfit
Dress: Op-shopped
Coat: Op-shopped, Vintage
Shoes: Irregular Choice 'Once in a Blue Moon'


Photographer de Jour: V——


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Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Day 239: Should I Ask?

It has been suggested that Irregular Choice should, based on the large number of shoes I have purchased from them over the last four years, gift me a pair (or twenty) as a Thank You for my custom and blatant, un-compensated plugging. So I have written a test letter below. Let me know if you think I should send it.

Dear Dan, and all at that most marvellous and colourful of institutions, Irregular Choice,

My name is Charlie (aka list_addict) and I am maybe in your top, say, one hundred money-where-my-mouth-is fans of yours, with a collection of thirty-five pairs of Irregular Choice shoes and boots. See this post for the full list. There were actually more. Two pairs were given to friends because they were too small, three pairs I re-sold on ebay because they didn't fit well for some reason or other (mainly being unable to predict the effect of high arches over the Internet), and one pair was sacrificed ruined when I walked home in them on a stormy night after I lent my sneakers to a drenched colleague who had a whole night shift ahead of her (I loved those pointed-up-toed, kitten-heeled flats, can you make them again?). So all up I'm into you for forty-one pairs. And I talk about them all the time on my blog, on Pinterest, and on my Instagram account. Currently I have a virtual basket sitting up on my desktop with four pairs of A/W 2013 shoes in it: Sparkly Cosmo, Summer Berries, Cheeky Moose and Baby Beauty. And currently there is 'Free International Shipping', which is great with me being all the way over and down and under here in Australia. But I was just thinking, what with the investment made already, and the good publicity for free, whether you might consider helping out any with that basket full of goodies so that it doesn't hurt as much as full retail. Just wondering?

Lots of love,
Charlie
Xoxoxo

Irene               List_Addict

There are lots of dresses this year on the runways. Yay. Many of them are things I can replicate easily with an op-shop trip and a little tweeking. Yay. Lengths are long, styles are loose, patterns are wild. Yay, yay, yay. The good news is we can all be fashionistas along the lines of Valentino, MSGM, and Givenchy (great boots!). Who doesn't love a good dress. Well, the people who don't, but, hey, your prerogative.


The Outfit
Shirt (under): Op-shopped
Dress: Op-shopped
Belt: Myers
Earrings/Necklace: CCJJSS/David Jones
Shoes: Irregular Choice


Photographer de Jour: Moi


Who wore it better?

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Monday, August 26, 2013

Day 238: Bear-Hugging an Oeuvre

Are there oeuvres that you are hestitant to tackle just because they seem so daunting and you don't know where to start? I love the word 'oeurve', and its sigh-like nothingingness (when pronounced correctly) which stands for something so big. There are several big sigh-y nothingnesses I want to get in a headlock and pummel to the reading ground: Neil Gainman, Tim Winton, Angela Carter, and what for me seems the hardest to even admit to for no discernable reason—Margaret Atwood. Book Riot a blog I love to read, especially when I should be writing, celebrated its perfectly random and arbitrary Margaret Atwood Day recently with a number of posts about the great lady and it got me thinking about why I avoid her: even to the point where, when recently I was recommending great fiction to the world, I thought of her and didn't write her down! I think, when it gets down to it, I am intimidated. And I am ashamed. A writing/literature graduate with high, if deluded, hopes of continuing to doctoral level should have devoured Margaret by now. I read The Handmaid's Tale in high school. I don't recall it having a detrimental effect; I don't remember it having a life-changing one either. Maybe I should start there again. Damn One-Click. It's done. The Handmaid's Tale is whizzing over as we speak to my Kindle. Money, literally, where my mouth keyboard is. Because I haven't anything else to do (like catch up on the blog, work out what my thesis is about, read the books on my Eclectic Book Challenge or finish a hundred and twenty odd knitting projects and another three blogs) I will read it and see if I can work out why I'm not ready to tackle everything else on her very impressive list of written and awarded things. I'll get back to you.

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What about you? Have you read lots and lots of fabulous Atwood? Let me know. I have to admit I am more intrigued by her since Book Riot's celebration because she did a lot of discussion about monsters and what it means, one, to have monsters in literature, and two, that monsters in modern literature are becoming the good guys (think Edward and Jacob for example). At the Edinburgh Book Festival she asked the most interesting question of these good-guy monsters: what carries the darkness that monsters used to carry? Because, as she also said, there is no such thing as monsters, monsters are a metaphor. So what then, takes the place of vampires and zombies to carry human kind's metaphoric evil? Suggested answers were corporations and humans. See what looking at other authors does? It clouds ideas of what I should write my thesis about. It's a mess. Too many things are just too interesting!

While it may seem today's outfit is a thrown together frock and cardigan, it is actually haute couture straight down the lines of Saint Laurent. See here and here and here. There is a funny story associated with the french word 'faible' that I will have to tell you another day, but when I looked up the translation of low—opposite of high/haute—that is what I got. I hate to say it, but a large bit of this season seems rather 'faible couture' to me. Harsh critic? Personal opinion.

Get in close. A secret. The good thing, as a result, is you can get it at the op/thrift shop/store instead of spending a fortune on 'designer'. Hee hee.


The Outfit
Dress: Op-shopped
Cardigan: Op-shopped
Jewellery: CCJJSS
Shoes: Dr Martens


Photographer de Jour: V——


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Sunday, August 25, 2013

Day 237: Maybe I Can Revisit the Byzantine Again

It's Sunday somewhere in the world and so I am being social with A Complete Waste of Makeup and Ashley Lately. But I did change the questions a little to suit my southern hemisphere circumstances.


Q: What was your favorite trip/vacation/activity this summer winter?

A: I loved getting away from the cold for just a moment to Thailand in late May. But how could I not love it? Sun, pools, cocktails, Thai food, the reading-snoozing-swimming roller-coaster that is to die for. But I also liked the few 'photo-shoot' days we had when the boy took me to random places in Melbourne and we did bulk photo-shoots for this blog. Sorry if that spoils the illusion that I wear these outfits on the days they are shot. Some of them are awfully whacky and my colleagues already think I am strange. In truth though I am wearing more and more of them—even if it is a diluted version—which is definite fashion progress on my part. The places we went over winter: Catani Gardens, Princes Pier, Williamstown, the You Yangs and the Dandenongs.


Q: What was your favorite outfit look/clothing item of the summer winter?

A: Tights. I have had an aversion to tights for many years, but recently I have jumped back on the bandwagon and now I can't get enough. Curse you summer for your impending intent to take my tights away from me!

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Q: What is one thing you wish you’d gotten to do this summer winter?

A: There is a day-trip I used to do when I was a travel agent (because it was free, and fun). You start at the bus station at about four in the morning and get driven up to breakfast at the base of Mt Bulla. You collect your skiing or snowboarding gear, your lift pass, your voucher for your two-hour lesson, and your hot-chocolate voucher and head up the mountain for a day of either skiing or sitting on your bottom in the snow with a board stuck to your feet wondering why you didn't pick skiing. At the end of the day it's back for dinner at the bottom of the mountain and a sleepy bus ride back to the Melbourne CBD. Even though now I would have to pay for it, I miss doing this every year, but somehow never get round to it.


Q: What was your favorite song of the summer winter?

A: I really need to listen to some 'modern' music one of these days. Is there something wrong with me that the only music I listen to is on the walk to or from work, and that it is golden oldies, or music older than that again? I like silence. Too much stuff gets forced into my ears at work. I like to give them a rest. So I don't have a winter favourite. But if you are insisting on an answer, I did discover, through So You Think You Can Dance, Michael Jackson's 'Dangerous' which has a quirkiness I really like. But goes on way too long and I inevitably press 'next' before the end.


Q: What was your favorite movie/tv show of the summer winter?

A: I loved the spectacle of Now You See Me, but not the ending. I loved the beautiful macarbre of Hannibal. I loved hating/loving Elementary. I love that we thought we had finished watching The Following but we missed four episodes—now the non-sense makes sense. I loved, love and am still loving So You Think You Can Dance. I love that there is so much I still have to explore—if I want to. I love that there are a couple of interesting looking shows coming our way: The Blacklist and Hostages to start with.


Today's A/W 2013 outfit is inspired by Dolce and Gabbana as you can see here and here and here. If you can't have sumptuously embroidered fabric, you can go the next best/faux option with pattern. Can't you? I don't mean to imply any sort of actual fashion recommendation here. I'm not fashion qualified (you may have realised). This collection is stunning. I am feeling envy. If I could choose an outfit for my very own, I would have trouble picking just one!.


The Outfit
Dress: Thai Market Stall
Top: Op-shopped
Tutu: ModCloth
Earrings: CCJJSS
Shoes: Op-shopped, Vintage


Photographer de Jour: Moi


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Saturday, August 24, 2013

Day 236: A Change of Reason

Changes in seasons are sometimes hard to cope with. I have been noticing a large number of my favourite Northern bloggers getting very sad about having to don long sleeves and put their bare legs away behind tights and pants. There are lots who are very excited about boots and scarves also, so it's not all winter doom and gloom. I am mortified by the thought of a long, morbid, fetid summer, and am mainly glad of the relative rain shortage this winter for the fact that there may be less grass (a) to burn, and, (b) to cause hayfever. But the biggest season-change cloud with its silver lining—or silver lining with its cloud, depending on how you like to look at life—is that change of season brings a new shoe collection at Irregular Choice and a new battle between want and restraint.

List_Addict               Irene

Below are a few of my favourite 'Springs' (see that, it's a pun on the classic song line with a reference to the changing season, which doesn't apply because I am talking in the wrong hemisphere, but it's worth a few pun points isn't it?) A big dilemma has occured when I went online to research this post for you. There is free international shipping. I know, right? Free International shipping is exactly the same as saying 'One Pair of Shoes Free!' Let's break these six cuties down rationally. Chuckles (top-left) is sold out in my size. Aaaw, but also phew. That is one decision I can't change. No. The whole bottom row are shoes of such sublime beauty, uniqueness and hole-in-my-collection filling ability that I am having trouble saying no to any of them. Yes, yes, yes. That leaves top-centre and top-right. They are both an appeal to the side of me that says I need some sensible, neutral shoes. Are you aware I do not have a single wholly black pair of shoes? That is any wardrobe's travesty. And those Summer Berries are just cute, sensible, neutral in this season's fabulous grey and something to wear for those occasions when my clothes shout louder than my shoes. So by rational argument these two are yes and yes as well. What do you think? How many pairs is too many? (Keep in mind I dont have a house, a car, children, or a mobile phone plan.) Do I buy? Advise me quickly. I have filled all five into my virtual basket and without your intervention I will do something silly.

Chuckles/Summer Berries/Baby Beauty
Sparkly Cosmo/Cheeky Moose/Bobbies Bootie

Todays look is sponsored by the idea of Chanel. I am missing thigh high black boots from my collection too and had to ad lib there. This outfit highlighted my lack of shoes black. If I had to choose any one item for the Chanel A/W 2013 collection though, it would be this one.


The Outfit
Under-shirt: Target (my thermal underwear)
Vest: Op-shopped
Skirt: Op-shopped
Tights: Retail
Shoes: Irregular Choice 'Whoopi'


Photographer de Jour: Moi


Who wore it better?

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Friday, August 23, 2013

Day 235: The Political is Personal

I got my postal vote stuff in the mail. It is a much more relaxing process when you can fill it in over a latte and baclava at a cafe, rather than standing in line for ages, finding your name in the book, hiding in a booth with a pencil. I have never noticed the full entertainment value of the ballot paper prior to this because you feel a pressure to be fast. These are some of the parties vying for my vote. The question I have to ask, but don't really want the answer to, is what would they actually do if they came to power: the Australia Stable Population Party ( does that imply no babies, no immigrants, no dying?), the Pirate Party (Aarggg!), the Coke in the Bubblers Party (for promises made and never kept—isn't that an essential pre-requisite of any political party), the Wikileakes Party (will they reveal who voted for them?), the Help End Marajuana Prohibition (HEMP) Party, the Non-Custodial Parents Party, and, of course, the Australin Sex Party (yes to babies, immigrants, and dying?).

List_Addict               Irene

Our national broadcaster, the ABC, has developed an internet tool to help the decision-incapable public work out who they need to vote for. This can be seen a development as Australians, as a general statement, normally vote people out rather than voting them in. It's called the Vote Compass. There are a number of reasons why this is a worry. One is the obvious fact that there is something seriously wrong when we have to take a quiz to know what our political convictions are, and who supports them. The other is that any person or organisation who develops such a thing is sure to have a bent which cannot help but be imposed, surely(?), and so the results are skewed. I'm a communisitic-socialist-idealist anyway so it doesn't matter for me. But it may lead some right-wingers astray. Mmm. Hopefully. But in the interest of an informative post and pure curiosity, I did it anyway. Turns out I am a communisitic-socialist-idealist. It wasn't that accurate, I just fall in the 'social liberalist on the economic left' square. You answered a bunch of questions about yourself and the policies de jour and got to take little faces of the three major contenders and place them on scales of one-to-ten about likeability, trust, and competency. It was fun piling all the photos over the zero. But I feel like I have prematurely climaxed politically, especially with all the hard-hitting propaganda happening this week. Maybe I'll still go down to polling stations on Saturday and walk past the Labor flyer-pushers and tell them 'No thanks, I would have voted for you if you hadn't got rid of Julia', just for the fun of it.

I'm chanelling A/W 2013's plaid/punk trending today. Some designers are doing one, some the other, some both. Versace's doing it, so is Stella McCartney and also Yves St Laurent.


The Outfit
Dress: Op-shopped
Shirt: Op-shopped
Tights: Retail
Bangles and Chains on Shoes: One purchased, one gifted
Boots: Irregular Choice


Photographer de Jour: V——


Who wore it better?

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Thursday, August 22, 2013

Day 234: A Homage

We lost a friend this last year. Their body is still in the back yard. Before you ring your local emergency number and try to explain that there is a murderer somewhere in Australia and you read about it on a blog (because that happens and people sound silly when they make that call), just keep in mind it is our pear tree. And that the murderers are actually next door. And are the builders. They dug up its roots. And made it topple over and lie its sad head on the garage roof. It kept its leaves for a few months and tried to struggle on. But with winter they were lost, and in this tree-tricking weather of late, it is showing no sign of the usual flowery spring to life we get each year.

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Those flowers would start it. The greenery would follow and summer could be a little nicer with the fresh air being recycled through it and the shade it provided. Every year it fruited. And when the Bodhi-meister was around (the love-pup that came before Lollii) he would start with eating the buds of pears and carry on all summer eating pears until what he ate probably intoxicated him with its sugary ripeness. The evil builders got an arborist in to have a look. He said the tree was probably a good twenty or more years old. Another example of old growth forest compromised by greed. Eek, sorry, this is a homage not a rant. But that pear tree was our garden forest. It made our garden green in the concrete jungle, cool in the concrete jungle, fresh too.

I have been thinking recently, darling pear tree, that the time is approaching where I need to address your state. While you had leaves, I had hope, but now it's sadness to see you like that, with your head still on the garage roof. Maybe I will cut your trunk into a number of stool-sized pieces and we can sit on you in the just plain concrete concrete jungle and at least feel your soul there as we hope for another tree to grow up in your place, but a foot or so that way [waves left], as magnificent as you were. And hope that the new tree's roots break through the walls of the greedy development and undermine the integrity of their garage and lift well and third storey plunge pool. Hope is an acorn. I'm watching for the oak.

Today's A/W 2013 outfit is inspired by the dotty and stripey madness of Miu Miu. Examples of their collection and my inspiration here and here and here. And in the new game I am playing with myself, the outfit I would choose from the collection is this one.

The Outfit
Dress (under): Op-shopped
Dress (over): Op-shopped skirt
Cardigan: Op-shopped
Tights: Retail
Scarf: Op-shopped
Shoes: Swedish Hasbeens


Photographer de Jour: Moi


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Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Day 233: I'm Really Upset Because ...

I'm really upset because I keep having to go to work. When will this terrible round-about stop and let me off? Why is it too much to ask to be able to have a wage for doing what I want to do rather than what the 'corporation' wants me to do? A decent wage. I really don't understand why it worked out this way. Why couldn't I be landed gentry? Who's in charge? I need a word.

I'm really upset because the weather is getting warmer. I don't want winter to end. It's tree-tricking weather. It will make the blossoms think they can come out, but then blast them icy with a small reversal. But it is a portent of the end. I'd hate to have no season changes, but does summer have to be in the equation?

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I'm really upset because I got my electricity bill. I think most people are. It did make me not use my heater for two days, so there is that one benefit of the tree-tricking weather. Today I staved off the cold for a little while with a twenty-thousand-page-visits dance (it doesn't compare to the big, or even the medium sized guns' blogs I know, but it's not bad for my little not-for-profit silliness). But in the end the whole thing about having to go to work means I can spend that hard-earned on heat. So it's back on tonight.

I'm really upset because I slept through my alarm (again) and just about missed an opportunity to catch up with a friend I haven't seen in years. Just about. Luckily we did catch up. Don't you love friends you can chat to as if you saw them last week rather than three or four years ago? It was lovely. And there was almond croissant.

I'm really upset because someone has written my book. One of them. It's called The Old Ways: A Journey on Foot by Robert MacFarlane. It explores the relationship between man and landscape through walking, particularly walking in Britain. I know that there can be more than one book about this, and that my book would look at it in another way. What is upsetting when you see a book like this is that it reminds you that you haven't written it. There is a simple thing to be said about what makes a writer. It's merely the act of writing. Am I a writer if I don't have a book?

Today's A/W 2013 outfit is one hundred percent inspired by Louis Vuitton's slip and dressing gown collection. See some examples here and here and here. I like bedroom fashion. And, for your info, only man-made fibres were hurt in the production of this outfit. If I had to, had to, had to choose one item from his A/W 2013 collection for my own though, it would be this one.


The Outfit
Slip: Op-shopped
Coat: Op-shopped
Wrap: Op-shopped
Shoes: Irregular Choice 'I'm in Vegas'


Photographer de Jour: V——


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Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Day 232: The Page's Calling

Wow! Time is warp speed at the moment. It's that time of the month again where the Literary Junkies chat about reading and books and pages and words. And seeing as those are four of my favourite things, here is my contribution:

Q: What are you currently reading? Tell us about it!
A: Again the easiest way for me to tell you the answer to this question is to narrow my currently reading list of twenty-five books to the ones I added to the list this month. That comes down to Damned by Chuck Palahniuk, Blue Blazes by Chuck Wendig, and JK Rowling hiding out as Robert Galbraith's The Cuckoo's Calling (although I am thinking she could change that to Chuck Galbraith and then I will have started reading three books in the same month all written by a Chuck! And my name could, and does, get shortened to Chuck. Ooh, that is so 317!) Damned I am reading to try and sort out what my PhD is going to be about and which books I will use. I am not sure if I like the voice at this point (although I am only a little into the book). [Spoiler Alert: You're only get one alert so don't read on unless you are happy to find out something about all three books]. The narrator is a teen-aged, relatively anti-social and self-esteem damaged girl who's ended up in Hell (with a wind-up watch) after a marajuana overdose. There are some literary devices, repetitive devices, that I am not sure about and am concerned they will drive me mad. I am tainted because I did something I never do (warning: hypocrisy ahead) and read the reviews. They weren't good. Well the top few weren't, and so I am in the process of trying to blank the slate again. Blue Blazes was chosen for two reasons: one, as the Urban Fantasy option for my Eclectic Reading Challenge, and two, because I have been reading Chuck's blog for ages and figured it was time to read the longer version. Again I am not far in, but I'm liking it. Dad and daughter are in some sort of a tacit negotiation for position in the underworld of the over world which has a monster-element underworld, in turn. We're in the creation of a literary world part of the game. I'm intrigued. And The Cuckoo's Calling I am reading for the same reason as everyone else—curiosity. You've heard this riff before: I'm not very far in. But I am enjoying the suggested premise of the classic private dick story. Just tasters so far but I'm excited.

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Q: What is one book you think every person should read at least once in their life? Why?
A: Something beautiful and poetic. Something where words are melted butter and sugar. Something like The Shipping News, The God of Small Things, a Salman Rushdie or Haruki Murakami or The Great Gatsby. Something that is the best writing. In my opinion that is. You'll probably pick something different.

Q: Do you think you could ever write a book? If so what genre would it be?
A: On my list of a hundred and one things to do before I die are five books to write: a mystery/suspense, a romance (even though I never read them), an erotic novel, a book of poetry and 'my' book, the one in which I tell the story I have to tell. The last is probably the most important. The others are, in essence a formula or a twist on a formula. The last is a voice. I have a feeling my voice would be magic realism.

Q: Do you listen to audiobooks? Do you look for the same things in an audiobook that you do in one you’ll read?
A: If I had a vehicle and went long distances, I may. But with time the way it is, I would rather read them than hear them. I like to read to people. Poor people. Maybe I should borrow someone's kids. I just hope they don't mind what they listen to because I still want to read what I want to read. I read out a fair bit of Travels with Charley, John Steinbeck's travel memoir with his standard poodle, to the boy when he was having his own travels with Charlie (me), but I don't think I'll be on the either side of talking books anytime soon.

Q: Can you suggest a book of each type for others to try:

Fantasy - I used to read lots of fantasy, but I stopped. I recently joined the Throne throng, but there is no point suggesting what everyone is already reading so I'll recommend a re-read of the book that started it all The Lord of the Rings. If it's been a couple of years, go back. But just remember, Strider is mine. I read him first. But you can all have Vigo.

Nonfiction - Moby-Duck: The True Story of 28,800 Bath Toys Lost at Sea and of the Beachcombers, Oceanographers, Environmentalists, and Fools, Including the Author,Who Went in Search of Them by Donovan Hohn. Is a bad present buyer in the book department someone who thinks people will enjoy a book because it sounds good to them? I bought this book for someone because I think it sounds amazing. It is on the to-be-read pile, but I think you too will love it! Could be terrible.

Fiction - This is a task too huge for me. So instead I have (again) scanned the book store shelves (virtually) for a book I could buy you, something that sounds good to me, but that I think you will like, and I decided to go for Robin Sloane's Mr Penumbra's 24-Hour Bookstore: A Novel (stop putting 'a novel' behind every title people! It is annoying). That is an instinct decision. Cannot guarantee any satisfaction. But that is the risk, isn't it? If you are very concerned, borrow it from the library. And please let me know what you think.

Romance - No. Oh, sorry, is that not an option? I don't read them. Oh, okay, wait. The Four Letters of Love by Niall Williams. But only if you want to cry.

Classics - A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens. Classic first line; doesn't get more classic that Dickens; classic sacrifice for love. Oh, maybe I do read romance after all.

Young Adult - The Lemony Snicket series. They're so cute. And those poor Baudelaire children! What hard lives they have.

Aside: Today's A/W 2013 Outfit inspired by the en-trend item, the Kimono, as seen over at Tom Ford, Missoni, or, Giambattista Valli.



The Outfit
Jumper Dress: Op-shopped
Kimono: Op-shopped
Leggings: Target
Necklace: Cheap and Cheerful Junk Jewellery Store Somewhere (CCJJSS)
Clutch: Op-shopped
Shoes: Irregular Choice 'Visionary Viper'


Photographer de Jour: V——


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