Revenge of the office nerds

You’re walking along your way to work, today you’ve decided to jazz it up with some funky boots matched with clean cuts and swanzi patterned layers. You’re hot, you’re strutting, that outfit costs a chunk of one of your fortnightly pays. This is when you feel at your best, equipped for anything. All of a sudden approaches the office dweeb. That cockroach who just has to get in your way, you stumble, this isn’t suppose to be happening, you’re a BMW not a jeep, built for appreciation and excellence not for functionality. Is this not obvious? “Hey what’s up?”. You toad, get lost, everything about you annoys me, those stupid small sunnies, that ridiculous buzz shave hair cut, you who wears the same thing everyday, or do you just have five versions of that stupid boring blue shirt?

A bad acquaintance is as bad as a badly chosen accessory, it ruins the entire ensemble. He has wrecked you’re entire image and you’re deflated.

I am writing to you all from the bubble of public servitude, that’s right, Canberra, city of hope (as one person told me) or as I prefer to call: Nerd Nation. Canberra is haunted by nerds, like a plague, they invade every decent person’s sphere. If you’re not careful you’ll find yourself in their company, or invited to a gathering/party/orgy. (YUCK)

I have had to come up with some measures to deflect nerds, as the situation has become that dire.
1) Do not reply to emails, this is a great way to say “hey, I don’t even register you exist”
2) When you see them approaching turn your IPOD up, adorn your sunnies and walk fast. Alternatively talk to another guy, this is an open statement to say “I can do better”. This also has the benefit of meeting new people.
3) Make sure to avoid handing out your mobile number, unfortunately alcohol can impede on this guideline.
4) and finally if all else fails the old “Look I don’t like you at all and I never will” is a good way to go. Be warned this can backfire as it can sometimes turn those dweebs on.

How do you avoid nerds in Canberra? guard yourself and take no shit! Making up a boyfriend in Sydney is all well and good but you shouldn’t have to lie about the fact that your, let’s face it, too good for them.

f-all

the fact is: it is autumn, survived another bloody summer without turning orange and straighthaired like every other girl/boy in this most silly of cities. defiantly pale, and chesnut hair growing outwards and onwards daily. feeling the urge to cut excessively long scarves from fabrics which can be wrapped several times - the best amount of times - around myself and also others who like that sort of thing...or who don't but I feel they may be deserving. around and around it will go, until the fabric hangs and clings like tides.

currently researching into the development of perfect pitch in children. who knew the circumstances needed to be so specific? are you independent and focused and did you play the piano as a three year old? you might be one of the lucky ones.

Observations of a fanatic

Oh salad guy, scruffy salad guy,
Your beard is much too shaggy,
Dear salad guy, tasty salad guy
Don’t try so hard, you may seem daggy.

Try and ask me out, you may get lucky
But head this warning I’ll only say it once
I’m hard to please and high maintenance.

Neo Baroque

It amazes me the way the mall- a universally generic zone has the ability to revive my spirits. I suppose though the magnificence of the experience is heightened by moments of consumerist frenzy and their aftermath. Walking out of a store, bag/s in hand connects me to its shiny streets and neon glow and I am compelled forward to the next meaningless, consuming encounter. Acts of display and consumption are central to mall culture and there is a consequent feeling of belonging generated by these. Having no money at the shopping centre does feel pretty empty and shop assistants suddenly become vile beasts clawing at my skull (I guess this is always true) when an exchange can't be done.

Strange parallels exist then between this space and the Baroque courts I am currently studying. Funnily enough I purchased totally pointless little receptacles with louis chairs printed on them without even thinking about it. I guess malls make me vacuous too! Oops.

introducing me

Hello. Thankyou to lovely Sian for bringing me in.

I am loving this coin purse:


haydenharnett.com

I don't actually like using coin purses. I don't see they are particularly useful, as any good wallet comes with a zip section to put your cash in. And if you carry cards in your coin purse, they are forced to share the space with all the heavy jangly silver & gold, and they become scratched and dented.

But let's just say you had a small amount of something that warranted being carried around in a delicious little sack of fabric. Like beads. Or seashells. Or small stuffed animals. I think such purses are better suited to more unusual and highly specific vocations, not for carrying dirty money.

Virtual shopping mayhem

I absolutely love that most nyc boutiques have little web-bed portals to the spending world. I have been occupying a lot of time lately in Brooklyn: finding some magical things to expand my collection. I need to move beyond the ever reliable Marc Jacobs and philip lim and source out some new wonder weavers.

Aside from that I am also going to buy the above Luella handbag: I have decided that I need to reinstate the black bigger bag into the collection since my colour choices this season are going to be slightly chaotic.

My fashion sensibility has lapsed momentarily this year: I have been budgeting ferociously and a few big wardrobe gaps have been spawned as a result. So: I am going to adhere to a more sensible spending regime without denouncing the basic precept of quality over quantity. I have a few relics from the el-cheapo me moments: chain store rubbish which is already disintegrating in the pits of my 'drobe. Unsurprisingly my mood has suffered.

Here's the deal- (placed in the ether for posterity?!) I don't want a fashion high: no quick fixes and supreme lows: just a sustainable balance that has been lacking in all facets of my life lately.

• edit: some of the nyc stores i was talkin about include: made by wendy (simple and elegant- i adore the monogram tote dress), cynthia rowley (bought a couple of pieces there last time i was in ny- not such a good range online but i love the kaeidoscope jacket), iheart (remember this from my last trip-no online store but good profiles of the designers stocked), intermix (remember these stores from my last trip too- good range of designers online), ...i'll finish the list when i have the time...

Totally adorable!