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Busypants

finally got my hands on a copy of bossypants yesterday (i had to wait for the ipad kindle edition since the actual book isn’t available in south africa yet. like most good things i anticipate it won’t be for a while.) i got home from work, made myself comfortable on the couch and didn’t move for the next 5 hours. then i got into bed and read some more. according to this fancy contraption i’m 80% through this puppy. can never seem to pace myself with something that is so good. my favourite bit (so far) would have to be where tina talks about her dad don fey. this gem specifically:

Before I was born, my mother took my brother to Greece for the whole summer to visit family. When they were finally coming back, my dad washed and waxed his Chevy convertible, put on his best sharkskin suit, and drove all the way from Philadelphia to New York International Airport to pick them up.

Their flight was due to arrive early in the morning, so Don Fey, who is never late for anything, got to the airport just before dawn. As he popped on his sweet lid and walked across the deserted parking lot toward the terminal, he saw two black gentlemen approaching from far away. He played it cool to hide his apprehension. He was in New York, after all, one of the world’s most dangerous cities if you’re from any other city, and from far away in the dark he couldn’t tell if the guys were airport employees or loiterers.

As they got closer, he noticed they were staring him down, he continued to play it cool. Don Fey had grown up in West Philly, where he lived comfortably as a Caucasian minority. Of course these guys didn’t know that. His heart was beating a little faster as they came within ten feet of each other.

The guys looked at him intently, then one turned to the other and said, “That is one boss, bold, bladed motherfucker.”

consequently i don’t have much to share today. so here’s a little interview i did with amber at her new blog (south african readers will know amber from the mr. price blog.) she gussied it up to another level, seriously.

i can also reveal a nice little colour comparisons project for J.Crew with their fall collection that is up on their blog! i’m quite amazed that so many of these big fashion companies have their official blogs on tumblr… kudos to tumblr. here are a couple of the comparisons that didn’t make the cut, see their blog for the rest.

paintings from top to bottom: Henri Rousseau – Forest RendezvousAxel Fridell – Interior with NapoleonLovis Corinth – Wilhelmina with a ballHenri Fantin-Latour – A Large Bouquet of Roses

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Master Collagist

i have told you about my friend amy before (see her things i like right now to spruce your memory.)  i have dubbed her Master Collagist. since our first year together in university 9 odd years ago now, amz has made books full of collages to inspire her. people actually stole these books – that’s how nice they were. she came to visit me this weekend and i asked her to bring some of her old books along so i could scan some pages in (will be sharing those in due course.) she ended up making an entirely new collage in her giant A3 moleskine sketchbook based on fashion and other stuff she’s enjoying right now. good times, noodle salad.

i’ve split the pages up simply for bloggin’ purposes – but you can view the full layout here.

1- apartment 34 ; 2 – laundry basket ; 3 – old chum ; 4 – blazer ; 5 – unknown (will remedy) ; 6 – gold ring ; 7 – isabel marant s/s 2011 ; 8 – old chum ; 9 – wood hair band ; 10 – tove mauritzson’s house ; 11 - stella mccartney pre-fall 2011; 12 – devils tower ; 13 – paul smith a/w 2011 ; 14 – vintage rolex ; 15 – off of broadway ; 16 – jak & jil ; 17 – nos da shoulder bag ; 18 – carven t-shirt ; 19 – madewell cardigan ; 20 – 13 stars flags

1 – vanessa jackman ; 2 – grow it yourself poster ; 3 – wendi nichol bracelet ; 4 – popupshop jeans ; 5 – rachel comey cardigan ; 6 – stella mccartney pre-fall 2011 ; 7 – etaletc track top ; 8 – salva lopez ; 9 – livingston’s seeds annual ; 10 – j.crew fall 2011 lookbook ; 11 – siwa tote bag ; 12 – margaret howell ss 2011 ; 13 – rolex ; 14  – a.p.c. jeans ; 15 – silk socks ; 16 – streetstyle aesthetic ; 17 – baggu duck bag ;  18 – brogen averill ; 20 – margaret howell

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seven facts

hila tagged me in her seven facts post. i kind of love these things and have never done one… so decided to play along. i’m not going to tag anyone – but if you like this and end up doing one yourself, please leave the link in the comments!

1. the movie i have seen the most times in my life is the three amigos. over 100 times would not be an exaggeration.

every single time i watch it i try to hold my “three aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-migos” as long as they do..

2. my favourite food in the world is classic macaroni and cheese. here’s a good recipe.

3. the only heels i actually own are black ones, something i realised when trying to figure out what to wear to a wedding this weekend. this is not a good thing. i prefer wearing heeled boots to actual heels (perhaps because my legs are “sturdy” ? heh) – consequently i own a variety of beloved boots. can you wear boots to a wedding?

the coveteur

4. i grew up speaking afrikaans but now only speak english. my parents speak afrikaans to each other. my three brothers all speak afrikaans to eachother, my dad speaks afrikaans to them & vice versa, my youngest brother speaks english to my mom and vice versa, and i speak english to everyone. on top of that two of my brothers are married to lovely german ladies – so they and the four grandchildren sprechen ze deutsch. conversations when the family comes together can switch between english, afrikaans and german all in one sitting. this confuses outsiders… which is awesome.

ps: perhaps it seems ridiculous that i linked to a wikipedia article on what afrikaans is – but i have seen foreigners refer to it as “african” so many times it absolutely does my head in. south africa has 11 official languages, which is only the tip of the language iceberg … just so you know. nobody speaks ‘african’ – such a thing doesn’t exist.

my brother and i – one of my favourite photos ever.

5. i do not possess any apple products besides my circa 2007 classic ipod. no iphone, no mac, no ipad. the uncoolest designer / blogger award would go to me. that said, i grew up with PCs. they do not confuse or irritate me. everything i know about computers is PC based. so i ask myself…will i ever be able to make the switch? the best of both worlds would be nice… (are there any apple dudes reading? care to sponsor? i’m not desperate or anything.)

- christopher c. hayes

6. i know all the words to dead prez – hip-hop and cannot stop myself from rapping along every single time it shuffles into my playlist. yes, me rapping along IS as ridiculous as it sounds.

7. i have never broken any bones. hopefully this fact holds true forever.

- powerhouse museum collection

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these friday things

been wanting to watch seinfeld lately. everything about this picture = the nineties to me. especially elaine’s backpack and the way her jersey is tied around her waist.

my favourite street style shot of the entire week at from me to you

disassembly project by todd mclellan

moulin rouge in 1958 at stay fancy free

au coin de ma rue via where the lovely things are

malick sidibé

kate shares her beauty products – super helpful for people (like me) who are lazy about make-up.

been listening to way too much ABBA. agnetha was a fox.

a private collection of swedish ceramics is up for auction at bukowski’s. i like this polar bear.

… and these stoneware miniatures

kristina’s illustration of hair colour at jeremy scott fall 2011

read hila’s great review of black swan

holiday houses at solid frog

i’m going to go watch U2 tonight. all i want is for them to play their old music & i’ll be happy.

post-script: new radiohead! remember: album coming tomorrow.

and finally, this poem via teenangster – words to live by.

Homage to My Hips
by Lucille Clifton

these hips are big hips.
they need space to
move around in.
they don’t fit into little
petty places. these hips
are free hips.
they don’t like to be held back.
these hips have never been enslaved,
they go where they want to go
they do what they want to do.
these hips are mighty hips.
these hips are magic hips.
i have known them
to put a spell on a man and
spin him like a top

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just like the old days

as a tween / teen in south africa, growing up without the internet / blogs / tumblr meant gaining inspiration from sources you physically had to get your hands on. we used to peruse the paperweight shop and buy outdated issues of foreign magazines by the bag full. and then what would we do with all those mags? we’d cut them up and make collages in our school diaries. hell yes! i never wrote down a single task in my diary at school, it was all full of CK one ads (thanks kate moss). once my parents friends came to visit from america and some allure magazines got passed onto me – with actual perfume samples. my diary smelled great that year.

it’s not like we were living in east berlin, it’s just that south africa wasn’t super cool in the mid-nineties. things only started picking up closer to 1999 – by then i was actually printing stuff from the internet to stick into my diary (a futile exercise if there ever was one…) the point of this ramble is that sometimes i miss sitting on my bed, cutting out pics from magazines and trying not to get glue all over the duvet cover. simple times. so i made a good old inspiration collage.

this contains all the elements that would have gone into a school diary. something hilarious but also awesome (man & dog painting), inspiration for my room, a handsome man (hello don), something i’d like to own but probably won’t buy (shoes), an impossibly cool girl i’d wish to emulate, something old and therefore cool (vintage stamp), something quirky (bearded fellow), something cute (origami fox) and something to do with nature (nice trees ; backpacker looking at nice trees and possibly don draper)

did you have any strange habits as a teenager?

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