A Thing of Beauty is a Joy Forever

I need to see this movie more than ive ever needed to see one in my entire life. im actually dying every moment i go without having seen it. thats probably a bit much but i dont think john keats would think so

'Oh woman, i wanna go surfing, oh woman, i dont care about nothing'

stuck in my head all day. no complaints.

Summertime Clothes

'we'll dance to the songs from the cars as they pass'

Ok so i promised a post about stuff i bought a while back ... not that anybody cares .... well here it is. for my peace of mind:

this is my 'waiting for godot' bowler hat cos everything about it reminds me of the play by samuel beckett. (seriously check it out, its so bizarre and absurd and cold war era-esque)

I've had this a while now, i got it somewhere in ... actually i cant remember where i got it but the shop was amazing. hope i remember where it was so i can go again :)

but i loves it, i loves it a lot

Meet 'simon' and 'garfunkle' my new brogues (lol do u get it omg im so funny) but yeah i loves them too :D. at first they gave me heinous blisters but now they're cool.

well of course they're cool .... hah

not a good picture of it i accidently deleted the others but anyway this is my telephone bag. i got it from dangerfield and it is the butt of endless un-funny jokes like 'sarah ur bags ringing' 'whats that noise, oh its just her bag' ahahaha wow ur all so funny .... eh. but its so worth, i mean c'mon, look at it :D

And heres my new wallet. im pretty sure im going to die from all the rust inside it but whatever. also worth it. i got it at the surry hills markets and one guy was selling a slightly less rusty one for $15 while another guy at a stall pretty much next door was selling it for $6? what the hell but yeah :)

a girl in borders complimented me on it today. she was all 'cool wallet' and i couldnt think of anything to say so i go 'thanks ... i know' ....

i also bought two dresses, ones a floral maternity dress (lol it doesnt look it i promise) and then theres this size 20 'fat person dress' i got from vinnies (thats what my mum calls it, she got so mad when i showed it to her but i shortened it today and wore it with a belt, my brown ray-bans, simon and garfunkle and black socks and my mum goes 'oh ..' it was classic ... another win for me)

eh no pictures, u can just imagine what they looks like in ur heads, exercise ur mind a little :)

oh and musical afterthought of today: animal collective's new song! (weeeeeee) "what would i want? sky" (its on their myspace)

OMG IM SEEING THEM IN 16 DAYS!!!!!!!!!

jealous? i would be ....

First Love

There was a time once in my life where i could watch any paris, milan, new york or london fashion week show and tell you the name of every single model that came down the catwalk. i miss those days, but school seems to have taken over and i found that music became a bigger part of my life leaving less time for other things. i guess because it was much less unattainable than what i saw every month in vogue. its sad really. i hope i get back to that place once more again some day.

but the point is i had a favourite and anyone who knew me between the years of 2004 and 2008 knew that i loved the australian model gemma ward:

i used to have arguments with people who said she looked like an alien.

i used to tell myself id marry one of her younger twin brothers so that i could be her sister.

i even knew that her best model friends were daria werbowy and lily donaldson:

it was an obsession to say the least which i grew out of. i wonder though, had she not given up modeling, would i still be obsessed with her?

So this post is a tribute to her. these are a few of my favourite pictures of her. i have memories attached to each of them, i could never explain it all to you. i doubt you'd understand.

youve got no idea how many times ive looked at that picture

i used to plaster these on my school text books

one of my favourite favourites

that ones going to have an entire wall to itself in my house

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see thats pretty much genius :)

omg i love it

isnt that the cutest little face youve ever seen!

oh wow i amuse myself

damn i wish smoking didnt give u cancer

once she did this shoot at glastonbury so pretty much two of my most favorurite things in the world rolled into one epic ball of happpiness and love ... yeah

am i boring you yet?

well im done now anyway. she was in the black ballon which i never even saw (i think i was worried shed suck and id lose respect for her)and then i heard she was doing some charity work in africa with her dad. kudos to her and alsorts but still trust haha

well thats enough for now .. see u on the flip side

oh and ps - listen to 'stretch out and wait' by the smiths .... in fact anything by them just do it quickly before its too late

(What's The Story) Morning Glory?

'Someone slipped on a cassette as the one you wanted left with someone else but somehow it was cool because the music filled the shadows, you heard a sound that was a million miles away from fakery and a step away from your heart.

Just like it always did, this sound puts the swagger back into your step, the rush into your blood but somehow, and i don't know how, they had become deeper, wider, soulful, better at their craft, inspired by so many things like a world that is tilting who knows where and the applause they always knew was theirs but waited so impatiently to receive. Words cut you from all angles, backed up by a monumental sound that rises high, high and high to crash against your rocks and then changes, majestically and magically to soothe the wounds inside.

As you are dragged inside on the trip abandon, you hear a council estate singing its heart out, you hear the clink of loose change that is never enough to buy what you need, boredom and poverty, hours spent with a burnt out guitar, dirty pubs and cracked up pavements, violence and love, all rolled into one, and now all this.

At the end you flip over and start again because now you are not isolated. They have gone to work so that you can go home. High above the day turns pink and you feel your feet lift above the ground as new roads open up in front of you. In this town the jury is always rigged but the people know. They always know the truth. Believe. Belief. Beyond. Their morning glory.'

- P.H. in the summer of '95

Things are fun

So much to talk about and so little time.

firstly this guys awesome i wish i was that cool at that age. seriously he looks 5 and hes already on bloody lookbook!

I have to show you what i bought at the markets in surrey hills. but i havent taken the pictures yet so i guess you'll have to wait. sorry .....

So i went out for the first time as an 18yr old and got royally drunk and discovered that i swear for no particular reason all the time once im vaguely inebriated. theres many an embarassing photo but i suppose its all in good fun.

lol i realised this is one of those lame pictures but whatever its up now. guess which ones me.

i cant remember whos finger that is. cool.

oh the best part was when i convinced everyone that we should drink out of bowls because its how the french do it. i knew that they only drink hot chocolate out of bowls but thats not nearly as fun. and you know what, for the rest of the night we did drink out of bowls.

i think this one was my own concoction- frangelico, blue cordial and lemonade. it looks like stagnant pond water but we still drank it.

oh and we got hungry at the house we went to after the commadore closed so we ate what i referred to the whole night as 'easy fucking mac'. it tasted good until we mixed tomato sauce, frangelico and blue cordial with it. i swear i didn't eat it then.

we left the poor girl whos house it was to clean it up and she said it smelt horrendous the next day. whoopppssss.

we met some nice irish men too who had some nice limericks. well kind of nice limericks anyway.

speaking of drunken photos(not that i really was but i thought these rather appropriate):

this is tame impala's lead singer looking drunk.

ahaha and then they switch faces:

its the little things that make me happy

k so then a couple days ago we went to surrey hills for the markets and this hibernian house thing. i think thats how its spelt. whatever. it was cool cos the walls were all graffitied :)

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thats were i bought my brogues which i will show u eventually ...

then we went to the markets and then we had lunch in the tame impala cafe (its actually some spanish cafe on oxford street but when we were waiting to see tame impala we saw them go in there hence its new name. actually i cant even remember what its real name is now that i think about it)

then we went to a friends house for a 'record party', well just a party where u brought records if u had them. it wasnt that record orientated really. there was no led zeppelin or the who or even the doors so it was a bit of an alternative fail. still fun though once wed had too much to drink we started dancing and spinning and speaking french and swearing and singing 'frere jacques' in a round in his backyard. hmmm fun :)

the sleep part wasnt fun at all....

but then next morning was spent sobering up and discussing the red cat that ari said she kept seeing. he doesnt have a cat so i dunno what shes on.

then we went to newtown for the festival after waving at poeple from the bus stop for what felt like ages and humming the benny hill theme tune to these kids running down the street. this is the original just incase u dont know it.

anyway it was lovely and rainy sometimes and sunny sometimes (should have more rainy really) and there we so many wonderfully interesting people to look at :D and the photos turned out rather woodstock-esque or something equally cool

and this awesome guy with the massive bubbles made my day:

then we drove to cremorne and picked up another friend just to go to maccas and then a park for like 20 minutes. but it was still worth it.

oh and i made my friends pretend theyd just bought a house hehe:

that always makes me laugh.

and i was reminded of the actual name of my favourite animal:

a friggen marmoset!!!!!!!

tada!!!

i feel complete again

oh and one last thing. i hate when people try to take things without asking. you know what i mean. you think they're one sort of person and then they turn out to be the complete opposite. and then you dont know how to deal with them .....

and now i shiver when someone calls me 'miss'

im not making sense. sorry.

thanks for listening with ur eyes anyway :)