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Thursday, April 14, 2016

Wear 368: Wear (17), Wander, Word

Seeing as days don't really apply anymore now that I don't, and haven't, blogged daily for a long time. And seeing as my three passions—what passes for fashion or maybe even style in the 'Wig world; the voracious consumption of other people's words and worlds; the desire and attempt to escape work for anywhere, a.n.y.w.h.e.r.e, else—may not be shared by all as a triptych. I have decided on a small change here at Fur Earwig! Wear, Wander, Word. From now on you can decide, simply by the title of the post, whether it is worth stopping by.


Wear: There will be clothes. And shoes. Definitely shoes. In fact I am currently counting, via blogposts, the number of shoes I have. This pair here is pair number seventeen. Called Flick Flack. Not quite 'white spats', definitely not 'lots of dollars'. They are from my once favourite and always go-to shop Irregular Choice. But I've changed. I love the pairs I have but I am open to what seem like very normal options now. Am I getting boring? Or old? I fancy these shoes, or these or these. Well, maybe not so boring.


'Wear' is for blogs where I try to work out what my style is. It will rarely speak about clothes or shoes. I'll often ramble on about other things like being happy, or my dying wishes, or feminism. But I promise it will not be about lists of books I am reading, have read, want to read, bought, borrowed, stole or wrote. Hardly ever. Unless it matters.

Word: Will. It will list, document and dream about all things wordy. Nerdy. I like books. I breathe books. If a day goes by where I don't read, I get tetchy. I read a lot of books at once. At the minute in which we are speaking, I am someway through fifty-five books. It keeps my brain active to have to remember what is happening in them all. It's usually not confusing. Although, at the moment, I have managed to be reading Jane Eyre and a reworking of Jane EyreThe Flight of Gemma Hardy—at the same time. I keep ahead of that conundrum with good pacing. Also, I am reading two books which talk about a bunch of boys at Cambridge University; books which try their hardest to meld themselves together in my brain—so far I am thwarting their efforts. I have elaborate systems for working out what to read next. As Mr Earwig says: Think of the movie Se7en—It would take two months, even with a team of fifty men, to get though these journals. Rude. I don't have small spidery writing. It's draftsmanlike. It makes perfect sense. If you think properly.

Awkwardest Pose Ever; Remember the Fitbit, Sure Did!

'Word' will be where you stop if you want to read a review about a book. Or to see what sort of book challenges there are about the web, and how badly I am doing on them. It will be where I practise being a Book Riot contributor while I work up the courage to actually apply. I'm also going to be the Melbourne Chapter of CoverSpy, covertly, until I courage up for that one too. Ironically, it's a website that links books and fashion. It speaks about what people are reading, and what those readers are wearing. With my up to eight hours a week on the train, my innate nosiness, and my passion for books and clothing, I think I am a perfect CoverSpy. [A Deeper Darkness by JT Ellison, F 40s, workout gear that doesn't co-ordinate, at all, Lilydale Train. Wait, that was me!]

Wander: Is for when I do. I like to wander. I don't have children or expensive bad habits or addictions to branded things or the latest tech. I like to spend my future nest egg on travelling now. I'm looking forward to being able to write only about the places I have been and maybe putting just lovely photos of there instead of incorporating or stressing about doing fashion shoots while I am away.


You won't have to wonder long about upcoming Wanders. We're off on holidays very soon. We're getting a last States journey in before or in case it becomes Trumpville and all desire to visit wanes. Spending three weeks in May. Flying into Chicago, driving the Mississippi, and flying out from New Orleans. Because I can't separate my three loves, I have already chosen three books to commemorate the trip: An Abundance of Katherines by John Green (set in Chicago and on a road trip towards Tennessee), Mississippi Mud by Edward Humes (which may not be on the itinerary, but contains the magic word), and, Cold Blood by Lynda La Plante (which double-whammies as a book towards two different reading challenges, and is set in New Orleans). And because I cannot separate my three loves, I am in the process of going through every item of clothing I have and getting rid of the broken and battered, passing on the passed or never-going-to-happens. The reason: so I can thrift my heart out while I am away, and have somewhere to put it all when I get back.

My hope is you, my friends and visitors and strangers, will be for you to be able to come over and just read what interests you. The challenge at this end will be how well I can differentiate between the three. Thanks for stopping by xx.

The Outfit
T-Shirt: Nice Boobies by Seth Kirkendall, Threadless
Cardigan: Op-shopped
Skirt: Op-shopped
Shoes: Flick Flack by Irregular Choice


Photographer de Jour: V——


Sharing the love with:

The fabulously quirky Sheela at Sheela Writes


The always stylish Lauren at Style Elixir


A world of creativity and design at Two Thirty-Five Designs


The unique and evolving Rachel at Rachel the Hat


The colourful eccentric Jennie at A Pocketful of Polka Dots


Friday, April 1, 2016

Wear 367: First Book, First Word of the Year

Well, what do you know? I'm still here. Maybe it wasn't every single day and maybe I am a little behind and obsessed with that, but we, Irene and I, and all the helping hands behind the scenes, the photographers, the style-advisors, the thrift store salespersons, have been going for a whole year with this mad, time consuming project that is Who Wore it Better? at Fur Earwig! Thank you to everyone involved, especially if that involvement was your reading me every now and again, and even more so for all the fabulous people who left comments throughout the year. I have, in some sort of deluded wisdom, decided to keep going. This has everything to do with the fact that I have amazing clothes in wait for my skinnier me (coming soon, theoretically). I went a little mad shopping this year, including my recent thrifting experiences in the States, and so, if it is okay with you, Irene and I thought we'd go until we maybe get to a thousand and one days instead. Saves me coming up with a new project for the new year. Feedback gladly welcomed. Let me know what you would like to see, or hear about. The suggestion of 'less rambling on like a rat in a maze' may be hard for me to comply with though.

Irene               List_Addict

That was the first word; now for the first book. Sheila over at Book Journey is celebrating the first book of the year with a great bunch of readers who are all excited to be starting a new year and a new book. I decided the one I would start today is one I won on a giveaway at Goodreads. I never win anything. Well, once I was holding a raffle ticket for my brother at my dad's corporate Christmas party and it was the winning number. I call it my only ever win even though the prize was a football and I had to hand it over to my brother as soon as he turned up again. Goodreads, if you weren't aware, have giveaways in which you can win copies of (mostly Goodreads) author's works, with what I guess is their hope you will read and review them. I won Dean Blake's Surface Children: short stories which introduce their readers to 'a generation consumed by vanity, self-indulgence, violence and a twisted understanding of love and heartbreak'. I entered the giveaway for this particular book because it seems to share a similar conversation to Chuck Palahniuk's, and so, in the interest of another perspective of the topics in Chuck that interest me for my PhD, I am excited to turn to page one today and see what Dean has to say on the issue of the consumer-driven, I-centric world we live in. Alternatively, I have been thinking of making my PhD an answer to the question Margaret Atwood asked recently: if vampires and zombies have become the good guys, who in this world now takes the place of the 'monster'. Oddly, I have a theory that maybe the answer may be in the same place—the vain, the violent and the self-indulgent Everyman. Mmmm, cheery. Happy New Year, happy new book.


The Outfit
Dress (under): Op-shopped
Jacket: Op-shopped shirt, backwards with the buttons open
Tutu: ModCloth
Belts: Op-shopped
Shoes: Irregular Choice 'Daisy Dayz'


Photographer de Jour: Moi


Who wore it better?

Getting linky today with:

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