Oh the sweet awkwardness

We/I love awkward stuff (in fact I've created my very own slightly awkward situation over the course of the weekend...but that's another story, haha) we love awkwardness so much we've even invented an abbreviation for ease of explanation of these situations in texts and emails....) "ASM" = Awkward Social Moment, so imagine my delight on discovering this actually I didn't "discover" it, a dude I met on Thursday night told me about it (we then proceeded to re-enact some ASM's, it was pretty funny)

Lets Dance

I know exactly what I'm doing tonight and it involves Pinot Noir, great friends and rad music. The best nights are often the low key ones spent at home, getting ludicrously tipsy with your girlfriends until the Dirty Dancing soundtrack comes out. You know it's been a goodie when you wake up to find your entire CD collection (the good, the bad and the ugly) scattered over the floor, ciggarette butts in teacups, lipstick marks around wine glasses and the usual drunken debris.
The older you get, the busier everyone becomes and it seems very difficult to get your closest friends together for a jolly good catch up. The wait, however, is entirely worth it when you find yourself trapsing down memory lane by way of Dr Dre and stories of epic parties in fourth form.
Friends are awesome. x

Sick eyes.

The best boys have sick eyes. I realise you can't really see Faris's eyes but you get the picture. And Justin Bobby is probably more of the sparkly-eyed ilk than crack eyed but I'm not one to miss a JB photo op. I don't think anyone will appreciate this post other than us Lissy but anyway.
HAPPY SATURDAY! X X

Bloggers Block

Oh god I haven't blogged anything in so long I don't know if I can anymore? the pressure the pressure! have to come up with something awesome and/or witty and/or deep/ and/or super insightful and interesting.

But na.

Instead, I give you...

Awkward band photo

F*ckin babes

RIP MJ

I’m sure every self-respecting eighties child is reeling from the shocking news of Michael Jackson’s sudden death this morning. I am. I’ll leave you with a photo from what I regard as MJ’s finest moment, his song ‘Give in to me’, a collaboration with my hero Slash, of Guns n’ Roses fame.

Rest in Peace Michael Jackson.

Blog of the day

Meet Icle and Lardee. They’re only small. Just two little teeth trying to find their way in the world. I’m an absolute sucker for everyday objects (or teeth) with basic smiley or angry faces drawn on them. A bit like pet rock, with his cute little eyes and half moon smile. You can see more of Icle and Lardee's adventures on My Milk Toof.

Deerhunter

Play in Auckland tonight. Sigh. It’s always times like these I get this caged-in feeling and overwhelming desire to skip this town. The only thing cheering me up right now is looking down at my beyond a joke cute grey sequinned keds I got from Salvation Army yesterday for a fiver. But I digress. Deerhunter, cool. Reminds me of long trips on the central line in London and being contemplative. Spring Hall Convert is a brilliant song. I’m working tonight.
Yes, play your violins a little louder as I can’t quite hear them . . .

House Mouse

I'm posting this on the very off chance that somebody stumbles across this blog and just so happens to know somebody/somebodies looking for a flatmate in Auckland. I arrive on Saturday and I need a hoooome. Prefeeeeerably somewhere cheap and central, but central is most important, don't mind if it's a bit shabby chic, actually, would prefer that to yucky shiny apartment.

****putting out my happy successful flathunting vibes***

x

Rhythm & Vines

In a few weeks there will be the first line up announcement for the magical, dream-come-true festival that is Rhythm & Vines.!!!. Last night I had a drunken conversation with one of the R&V dudes, who, somehow did not let wine or my incessant nagging force him into spilling the beans on the line up. It will be good though, he says. Real good. I begged for Fever Ray and Pete Doherty. He said he'll see what he can do.
Anyway - whoever plays, it is guaranteed to be a sweeeeeet festival. Last years was mindblowing / best thing ever / the new year to end all new years etc, and I can't wait to get back and have my daily samosas, coin new stupid phrases and interview cute band boys again. I <3 R&V.

If you want cheap tickets, go here

Slash, I love you

WE'RE NOT WORTHY! WE'RE NOT WORTHY!

Another clever person making clever stuff

Aren’t these cool? This guy has dug up “classic records lost in time and format” and redesigned them in a weathered Penguin book style. There are some rad album selections among them too, including a few of my favourites. You can see the rest here.

Need this:

To borrow a Rachel Zoe-ism, I DIE for this Meadowlark Protea cocktail ring from their new Eternal Garden collection. It’s not on their online store yet so I remain blissfully unaware of the financial inconvenience it will cause, but I figure given the pittance I usually spend on dirt cheap rings from diva/junk shops etc, buying one special piece would be perfectly justified. And if I didn’t have such an damning track record of waking up with one earring missing after a night out, I would definitely buy the serpent bow earrings as well. Too cute.