title: July 14th in B/W Rants of the "daily" nature can often become monotonous, or just plain nonsensical after a period of time (usually, that of one week) - on begins to states that they "...did indeed wear red stockings, no, not the ones with the love hearts on them, the ones with that are ribbed with the little toe in the hole, and btw did you notice that my hands are really dry? No? They're really dry." So when I do a "This is what I did Today" post, I like to add a little individuality and a complimentary stack of photos, just in case you all get really bored by my eccentric rambling. Which happens fairly often.
IMAGE ONE! The motto "If infected, dance like a mime on speed" is a motto that has been sorely missed in the English language. Let's all welcome it back into the folds of Englishosity! Cited gracing the bricks of an archaic tax building while bustling around - I inspected this wall and was greatly amused. Thus, took a picture of it. This takes being a zombie to all new boggling heights of fear and perversion - miming. IMAGE TWO! Coffee - my Mocha, at Alen's Espresso - where May works! A great little coffee shop with homemade goodies, not to mention the "2008 Australian Cafe of the Year" ... yea, good coffee times! IMAGE THREE! Chocolates at Cocoawoo - I know, a great name isn't it? The first is a little white chocolate pineapple-y rum ball - Anthony's choice - and once you've eaten it, you feel like you've got a tropical holiday romping on your taste buds. IMAGE FOUR! Lemon cheesecake at Alen's Espresso - also homemade and also really deliriously delicious! IMAGE FIVE! Coffee (Mocha no. 2) at Cocoawoo - Yes, they use Campos beans. IMAGE SIX! Anthony - resident coffee know-it-all (alongside May!), persevering law student and kick-ass barista. IMAGE SEVEN! An itsy bitsy image of me man-shopping at yd. Gotta love shopping in all of it's forms! Helping Anthony choose some new lawyer-man threads. IMAGE EIGHT! A randomly scribbled sign stuck onto a "NO PARKING AT ANY TIME" sign - aww, poor emo has lost his pigeon. Very epic-sad moment here. /minute of silence. IMAGE NINE! Those "cloud" items I was harping on about in a previous entry - totally freaking awesome and teeming with spendiosity - unfortunately these items also have an acidic-eating-away-at-the-flesh effect on money in one's wallet, so here's me waiting (in)patiently for a sale. IMAGE TEN! Testing out a LAMY pen at Kikki.K - my dear boyfriend is looking for something manlier than a Morning Glory biro to use at meetings. Agreed! IMAGE ELEVEN! Regina Spektor's Begin to Hope - which I have bought and have already converted on my iPhone - great tunes! IMAGE TWELVE! Bodacious strawberry tart at Alen's Espresso - and yes, I'm on a sugar high. K thanks. And yes, I'm going to watch "Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince" with a kooky friend from uni/high school today. And hopefully, I won't be bombarded with insane crazily-haired teens who should be in school. Dammit, if I want to watch a children's movie, I'm going to want to watch it with as little volume of children as humanly possible! GRAAAR! Labels: food, personal, photography |
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title: YOU DIRTY SINNER, YOU! Sometimes, as you wander about your local shops or even take a melancholy stroll through the city center, one may encounter some absolutely hideous Sins Of Mankind. My usual rants about fashion involve me looking disgusted with the butt-cleavage presence seen in the young population - thankfully, the wintery cold has blasted the majority of butt-squish players out of the field, but trust me, when the mercury drops, I'm sure we'll be exposed to overexposure once again. This is one of the reasons why I love winter. That and Milo. Bucket loads of Milo.
Plumber's crack (Yes, there is a Wikipage dedicated to butt cracks) has been a common theme in Australia's fashion history and, many a time, I have observed this phenomenon that lurches around when the warmer seasons kick in - kids just ponce around with half their body spilling out from their clothes. Plumber's crack seemed to be everywhere - and my retinas were continually burned everywhere I ventured. Were they following me? /PLUMBERSTALK! In winter I never saw these sartorial mishaps, so my awesome assumption is that – the private bits of these "classy" offenders are in desperate need of Vitamin D. In other news (God, will jayne ever stop going on about people's butts?) - I have decided to add a lovely LOOKBOOK FAIL section to my occasional fashion rants. This one comes in the form of TRAILER TRASH LACE LOOK (A.K.A. TTLL): I'm personally not a fan of the TTLL - and every time I snatch a glance of a youngun' clad in such an outfit it kinda makes me vomit a little into my mouth when I see it. This fashion Faux Pas reminds me of the likes of Pamela Anderson in the 1990s (high waisted light-wash jeans included) and Courtney Love (AD - After Drugs, alot of drugs). But the main, writhing reason as to why this actually makes me viciously nauseous is the fact that SUPRE covered this fashion "trend" last Summer - and clones started popping up all over the shops - tweens and everyone from your mum's great aunt to my gay friend started turning up to pool parties, pizza chillaxes and dinner parties scantily clad in their underwear (and/or mankinis) and a thin doily-esque covering. ICK to a major degree.   TTLL = LOOKBOOK FAIL. /// GENERAL MESSAGE: There are many things I hate/dislike in life. One is having my coffee intake sanctioned, and the other is having cold toes. It's cold in Brisbane, and I don't like having cold tootsies. I must go on a search for warm, yet workable slippers - don't' get me wrong, I do love slippers that mimic the stompers of a giant pink shag-haired monstrosity complete with sparkly plush claws, but they're not especially handy for rushing up and down stair wells. They're more handy for rolling down them. /salute! Labels: fahsionsista, minirant |
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title: Masking Tape - Awesome sticky stuff. Anyone who really knows the jayne-miester knows that she does love her stash of cute and (in the majority) useless items of stationery awesomeness. My stash makes actual stores and departments look understocked and incredibly shabby - yes, I love spending hideous amounts of cash on ridiculous things like cloud-shaped erasers. Or even cloud-shaped paper clips. Or like, cloud-shaped post-it notes. Actually, pretty much anything that is cloud shaped (Cue: "Awwwww"). But tonight, the item that takes the Totally Awesome cake is the simple reel of masking tape. BUT Totally Super Awesome Masking Tape. Yes, I'm talking about the hysteria surrounding Japanese mt. Sticky-backed reels of undiluted splendosity.
CHECK OUT THE SPLENDOSITY! - Yes, "spendosity" is now my new favourite word, a mashup of splendid/splendor and animosity - warmly welcome "splendosity" to the Jayne Dictionary of Pointless Words. Use it, abuse it, make it appear in Oxford Dictionaries.  This post is in lack of an actual informative post. But I still love tape! If you've got a moment, you can also check out nothingelegant on Etsy, for a few other tape choices from Korea and have a look at the spiffy mt gallery to find out some ways to use up that little tape stash! Labels: design, love, personal |
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