I'M LEAVING ON A JET PLANE.
再见 zài jiàn
Goodbye Australia, see you later.
xoxo
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Buddy
I will miss my baby.
Hopefully he is more excited when I return, and there is not a repeat of his snobbery like when I returned home after 5 months abroad and he ignored me.
Hopefully he is more excited when I return, and there is not a repeat of his snobbery like when I returned home after 5 months abroad and he ignored me.
Dirty Dancing
Still procrastinating doing my final packing I have found myself parked in front of the the television watching 'Dirty Dancing'. Now I have watched this thousands of times so I do not know why I am so drawn to it tonight. I am a sucker for movies with such nostalgia and I have never found a musical or dance themed movie that I haven't liked.
I guess while watching it as a hormone driven 13 year old I wanted to be Baby and take the fancy of an older more experienced fellow who like to wear tight pants and baggy shirts. He would initially hate me but after a massive dance off learn to love and appreciate me and my naivety.
Perhaps I thought I would meet this bloke at a local Blue Light Disco, he would be in year 11, maybe going to the Blue light to look after his little sister and would see me in my black dress pants and school shoes that I dressed up with my new snakeskin backless Supre top which looked ridiculous as I had a non existent bosom and enough orthodontic head gear to bounce satellites off. Sigh.
Needless to say that did not happen.
Anyway, back to the film.
There are some obvious iconic lines in the film.
Now I agree with the overall metaphoric premise of not being ignored or 'put in the corner', but if I was Baby I would have much preferred to be in the corner and not have to view that horrid group performance going on at that stage, and also the added comfort of having a nice sturdy wall to lean against after all that dirty dancing and secret loving with the local dance instructor.
My favourite line would be,
I guess while watching it as a hormone driven 13 year old I wanted to be Baby and take the fancy of an older more experienced fellow who like to wear tight pants and baggy shirts. He would initially hate me but after a massive dance off learn to love and appreciate me and my naivety.
Perhaps I thought I would meet this bloke at a local Blue Light Disco, he would be in year 11, maybe going to the Blue light to look after his little sister and would see me in my black dress pants and school shoes that I dressed up with my new snakeskin backless Supre top which looked ridiculous as I had a non existent bosom and enough orthodontic head gear to bounce satellites off. Sigh.
Needless to say that did not happen.
Anyway, back to the film.
There are some obvious iconic lines in the film.
Now I agree with the overall metaphoric premise of not being ignored or 'put in the corner', but if I was Baby I would have much preferred to be in the corner and not have to view that horrid group performance going on at that stage, and also the added comfort of having a nice sturdy wall to lean against after all that dirty dancing and secret loving with the local dance instructor.
My favourite line would be,
Oh Baby!
This could possibly be the best line from any movie ever made.
I use it a lot. Obviously it brings the LOLs when I carry a watermelon into parties and jubilantly exclaim to the guests 'I carried a watermelon'. But it also is a great one liner when carrying any object really.
Ahhh the movie is almost complete and all the young and tempestuous staff members are introducing the straight laced rich snobs the art of the dirty dance. How quaint. Although I have always had issues with the way Johnny mimes those lines from the song at the end. It makes you look a little crazy, Patrick Swayze.
I am clearly stressed and delusional. But I think I may watch Grease now as I complete this powerpoint presentation on myself to introduce moi to the Chinese students I will be teaching. Perhaps I should show them this blog.
World Domination
The next leg of my world domination starts tomorrow.
And I still have so much to do.
I wish I had a robot that would do everything for me while I continued to download music for the journey. sigh.
And I still have so much to do.
I wish I had a robot that would do everything for me while I continued to download music for the journey. sigh.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Shanghai/Beijing Fashion Week.
The perpetual clothing luster, I decided to do my research on Chinese fashion before I allow myself wild reign on the streets of Beijing and Shanghai. The past fashion weeks have produced an eclectic mix of weird, wacky, cute, regal, fierce, extravagant and traditionally influenced gowns and outfits.
My map has been circled with the major shopping hotspots and I am excited to see what the street style is and the differences in fashion depending on town to town. With billions of people, there are bound to be a lot of shockers but there is bound to be some stylish people in the bunch. Time to get a bigger suitcase in anticipation of credit card over exposure.
My map has been circled with the major shopping hotspots and I am excited to see what the street style is and the differences in fashion depending on town to town. With billions of people, there are bound to be a lot of shockers but there is bound to be some stylish people in the bunch. Time to get a bigger suitcase in anticipation of credit card over exposure.
Via bunnyfashion, theage.com.au, Tumblr, fashionmartmaga, fashionforpaki, lifestyle.aol, metro, dailymail, fashiongossip, babesta
China.
While technically speaking a 'mood board' is a tool or medium designers, creatives, photographers use for correlating ideas and concepts for their projects, I can't help but create my own collection of inspiration to get me excited for my impending adventure in China.
It is usually around this time two days before departure that I start stressing about the little things, the flight, having to pack, whether I should pack heels. Am I forgetting anything?
So seeing these delightful images makes me feel that little bit better.
Via Tumblr and weheartit
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Sunday
I just finished work, made the biggest hot chocolate and am now watching Gossip Girl wishing I was back in New York City. Sigh.
I am pretty sure I was incredibly hungover in this picture after a night of watching people grind at Webster Hall. Us Australian's never really understood the grind. That was definitely a night to remember. We got told a photographer wanted to photograph us and were lead to a secret room where a creepy man had a tripod set up and we were sat down and asked to pose and 'touch each other, just let go and be free'. Riiightttt! The night concluded with a drunken run to Times Square Mcdonalds in the rain wearing our pyjamas. I miss NYC :(
I am pretty sure I was incredibly hungover in this picture after a night of watching people grind at Webster Hall. Us Australian's never really understood the grind. That was definitely a night to remember. We got told a photographer wanted to photograph us and were lead to a secret room where a creepy man had a tripod set up and we were sat down and asked to pose and 'touch each other, just let go and be free'. Riiightttt! The night concluded with a drunken run to Times Square Mcdonalds in the rain wearing our pyjamas. I miss NYC :(
Saturday, June 25, 2011
NYE
I was sifting through photos and reminisced about my New Years adventure for 2010/2011.
It was a magical festival which consisted of 4 days camping and 3 days of magical music.
It was a magical festival which consisted of 4 days camping and 3 days of magical music.
Friday, June 24, 2011
Megan Unfoxy.
Yesterday I went shopping, something I was supposed to be doing with my mother so she could assist in me making good shopping choices- honestly if I purchase another perfume or watch God help me I could open my own shop.
But alas on my lonesome I perused through all the stores buying pretty much anything I picked up. My wardrobe is currently at maximum capacity so I don't know what I will do with my purchases but anyway.
At one store I was handing over my credit card and the sales clerk started laughing.
"Oh my god, I thought your name was Megan Fox!" she exclaimed as she saw my signature which pretty much is a cursive Megan with a F and some weird squiggles.
"If that was my name, boy would I be depressed, imagine living in that hot bitch's shadow!" I replied.
"No way girlfriend, You are way hotter, she is all fake and plastic!" She added.
We then chatted about plastic surgery and I walked out with a smile on my face. Not because I truly though she believed I was hotter than Megan Fox, I mean come on!
It just reinforced that salespeople will tell you anything for a sale. And sometimes it works.
Perhaps I should try it out at the store I work at.
"OOOhh I really like your orthopaedic shoes you are wearing that help make up for one of your legs being longer than the other- wanna try on these diamond earrings"
or "Wow that Adidas tracksuit looks phenomenal on you, how about this big gold chain?"
How could it fail?
But alas on my lonesome I perused through all the stores buying pretty much anything I picked up. My wardrobe is currently at maximum capacity so I don't know what I will do with my purchases but anyway.
At one store I was handing over my credit card and the sales clerk started laughing.
"Oh my god, I thought your name was Megan Fox!" she exclaimed as she saw my signature which pretty much is a cursive Megan with a F and some weird squiggles.
"If that was my name, boy would I be depressed, imagine living in that hot bitch's shadow!" I replied.
"No way girlfriend, You are way hotter, she is all fake and plastic!" She added.
We then chatted about plastic surgery and I walked out with a smile on my face. Not because I truly though she believed I was hotter than Megan Fox, I mean come on!
It just reinforced that salespeople will tell you anything for a sale. And sometimes it works.
Perhaps I should try it out at the store I work at.
"OOOhh I really like your orthopaedic shoes you are wearing that help make up for one of your legs being longer than the other- wanna try on these diamond earrings"
or "Wow that Adidas tracksuit looks phenomenal on you, how about this big gold chain?"
How could it fail?
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