SHE WALKS AWAY, THE SUN GOES DOWN.

"I wish I could say no regrets & no emotional debts,

Cause as we kiss goodbye the sun sets,

So we are history,

the shadow covers me

The sky above a blaze that only lovers see."

I have to say I always had a certain respect for Amy Winehouse,

she never pretended to be anything other than what she was.

She didn't make apologies either.

She was art,

a voice,

someone to break the mould of what our generation had become.

A flower that seemed to come from another time,

a mouth from the 50s,

corrupted by the 21st Century.

What a fiery blaze of a woman,

but fires must come to an end,

They wreak havoc in the short time they inhabit the earth...

cause damage,

but are so beautiful and captivating at the same time.

14 Sept 1983- 23 July 2011.

LKBK.NO

I think the paschion for faschion has gotten a little out of hand.

I know what you are thinking, how can you not know about lookbook.nu?

how did you just discover this?

Well, because frankly i try to avoid taking in this kind of narcissistic bullshit.

For all you other behind the times folk who dont know what this is, it is a site in which the "elite" of style are awarded a password and in gaining this password are allowed to post photographs of themselves dressed in whatever they assume as stylish.

Im sorry but am I wrong if I assume that "cool" is not knowing that you are but not giving a fuck either way?

And that style is about being humble and gracious? 

Rather than in your face and trite?

A complete knock off of shit you see in the fashion magazines? 

I honestly have grave concerns for originality.

As i perused through the thousands of images from around the world, I became more and more enthralled at how self indulgent the site was.

Pretentious and aloof, the site inspired intrigue and amusement at the sheer elitist air that one website was able to produce.

Like some sort of smog in LA, the site clogged my lungs like the morning cigarette and made my eyes bleary from the repeated stance of the subjects.

EXAMPLE: "robot with the shits" facial expression coupled with a slouched stance, usually with one leg resting against the shin of another, and body morphed into an S shape.

I understand what this makes me sound like, it makes me sound like I shop at Vinnies (not in a cool way) and dont find it fun to take/ or rope in a less schtylish friend to take my photograph. And this is all true.

I dont find these sites AMACHZING.

I find them hilarious.

and kind of sad.

Why you may ask?

They are only living their lives, quit ragging on them why dont ya?

Well, I just find myself gagging constantly over the gluttonous  indulgence of Facebook and shites like Lookbook. I feel like I know too much about people.

Like I am being dumped over and over again in an information wave filled with HTML and binary code. I feel like Im in a bukkake with clones and clones of Bill Gates. I am getting all of your personal shit in my face and I cant do anything about it but take it to the gob and pretend to be happy about it.

I know I am a contradiction.

Because after all this is said, I still go on Facebook, I still blog, Ill still go for a surf on the world wide web.

But it doesnt mean I cant feel the way I do: slightly confused at my social networking needs, and in need of a three hour cold shower to cleanse myself of everyone's personal lives that are splashed in my face like lukewarm water.

Hand me a towel.

LET'S HEAR IT FOR THE BOYS.

I was on Twitter the other day and I came across another tumblr that professes their love for the male species.

it is BOY HOWDY 

It made me re think my previous judgements about men and made me realise that every single boy is precious in his own little way. Every man has something attractive about them. I wonder what they call the opposite of a womaniser? a maniniser?

If that is the correct term, I believe I am a maniniser and so are many of my friends.

And now...

a compilation of some of the men from boy howdy and from my own little vault.

JFK Jr. 

Vince Neil.

Dylan & Brandon.

Bill & Ted

John Corbett

Devendra Banhart (playing at this year's Splendour in the Grass)

Public Enemy.

Jamie Bell

Ryan Gosling 

Sammy Davis Jr.

Jason Schwartzman.

Robert Downey Jr & David Spader in Less than Zero.

Vince & Howard.

OLDER & WISER PART 5.

1. Sometimes I believe that I am a reincarnation of a 1960s renegade who overdosed and had strong feminist beliefs. She died for her cause in some sort of peyote haze. But it would explain the red hot lava that flows through my veins whenever I see some sort of oppression being handed out to any minority. FUCK the term 'minority', no human will ever be as small as the minds that perpetuate ignorance and hate.

2. I think that boys should stop checking out girls ass and tits, and start checking out their lips and thighs.

3. If you don't have human contact for a whole day, it doesn't mean you are lonely- it means you are an artist.

4. You are the only person who can be truly happy for yourself. Dont expect ANYTHING off others. For then, you are only letting down yourself by wanting too much. It is better to be pleasantly surprised, than disappointed.

5. Sometimes it is easier to give up on people. I have.

6. It still makes me laugh how american movies/TV shows employ 28 somethings to play 16-17 year olds. 

7. Does winter make everyone sad? Is it the cool breeze that turns sunshine into a dim alley? or is it the cold realisation that going out and throwing up on your heels isnt that cute anymore?

8. I think I know that in order to be happy, you must do what you want. In order to make others happy, you must do what they want.

9. I will die with a spoonful of peanut butter in my mouth and a chilled glass of orange juice by my side.

10. I saw a homeless man on the side of Moore Park Rd the other day, and for a second I thought he was a hipster dude with a longie just kickin it. Something has gone terribly wrong here....

11. I see women who believe wholeheartedly that what they wear is who they are. I understand how it can contribute to your image/identity. But wearing the freshest off the RAFW runway is slowly ruining you. You dont want to wake up one day, shaving the neck of your financial advising husband in Mosman and wonder who it really is you are. So you sit, and you pour yourself a 9am glass of Chardonnay and you flip through the latest Vogue, simmering on just who you are and what you really think. But alas, you gave that right up years ago, so you tutt, put your hair in a top knot and sign the rest of your life away in a Double Bay induced coma filled with fuschia roses, lilac green tea, white walls and a superficial notion of existence.

12. Do not take yourself so seriously! It makes you more of a joke than you realise!

13. Who misses the OC? ME!

14. Today my cousin came to my Nanny's birthday party with ear phones in. When the said earphones were pulled out and asked what was playing in them. He said, "Nicki Minaj! god!" First of all, Generation Y shits me to fucking tears. ROFL LMAO NSFW WTF FML. Secondly, since when has technology become as much of an appendage as a penis? And I wonder if by too much use of this technology will make other appendages flaccid and useless? I wonder if someday, we will see the likes of "DickBook", a site that allows penis' to "poke" and "like" each other. 

15. I lose sleep at night worrying about whether or not Dr. Dre's album will be any good. "I need a doctor" did not make me sleep any better.

16. You dont need anyone to make you happy, and no one ever will. Only you will allow yourself to be happy, and if someone is there whilst it's happening, well thats just lovely.

17. Stop talking shit and do something.

18. Fair enough about putting yourself number 1, but sometimes people get sick of being number 2, so they will 69 with another 1.

19. everybody knows Im a motherfucking monster.

20. Laziness breeds depression, and depression breeds laziness.

21. I had a dream about my teeth falling out last night, and apparently it means that I am a failure. I swore at a website. 

22. I despise hashtags, especially when they are done with the tone of, "Just sayin'" with some sort of smug facial expression and shoulder shrug. #ilovemakingwittyhashtagswhichiknowwillimpressmyfriends.

23. I get told that my blog posts have a common emotional thread, that being, ANGER. Its always said with a mocking "oooh im scared" undertone. Oh well, Id rather sound like Kate Nash than Kate Middleton.

24. Where is Kiefer Sutherland?

25. Have a lovely week, watch masterchef and every time one of those smug fucks says an "e" sounding word with an "a" sound. Think of me sitting in my spotted leggings shouting to the TV, "ITS ELEGANT, NOT ALEGANT. FUCKING ELLIE, NOT ALLIE YOU CUNTS. IF ONE MORE OF THESE FUCKING SLUTS SAYS SALTZER INSTEAD OF SELTZER IM GOING TO FUCK GEORGE FOR THEM!"

seriously, there has never been a cast to shit me more than this season.

P.s. I would like to dedicate this post to Samira Ali, for getting me off my ass and back into the swing of things.