Saturday, December 12, 2009

Wrapping inspiration


When I saw this red polka dotted ribbon, I had to have it. It reminds me of Minnie Mouse. I've paired it here with an Alice With the "Drink Me" Bottle tag from Dorothy and Evelyn.

PS, check out the post by Girl Whimsy about this Chanel Iman spread for German Vogue.


Loser

Elissa goes to
the theatre (no, not the
cinema) alone

More procrastination

I had a long-awaited day off this week and the exciting highlight for me was going to the post office. Yup, the post office. I picked up some parcels and more importantly, sent some. I fear I may have mixed up some of the parcels' contents but hopefully no one's weirded out by their gifts.


Has anyone ever ordered from Better World Books? Did your books come in a big blue bag like this?



 Who's getting this? Did I send it to the right person? Aargh...

I've won a handful of blog giveaways in the last few weeks (I know! The karma debt is building) including some pretty tape and gift tags, and I've developed a bad habit for buying ribbons.Some of the trimmings to make little crappy things look more expensive:

Also, purchased at the Subi Street Festival this week from Perth-based peoples:
More photos once the gifts have arrived!

Another crappy haiku

The train smelt like shit.
Faecal incontinence is
a real affliction.

Friday, December 11, 2009

To my dear friend on the couch, I love you but...

It makes me somewhat
Ill, the metallic scent of
Your menstruation.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

I can't wait until I have two days in a row off work

I loved my day off
I wish I had another
But it's back to work

Okay bitches, this is going in all my holiday cards

A Merry Christmas
and a Happy New Year for
two thousand and ten

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

My cousin sent some mangoes from Broome

My apartment smells
It smells like sweet, sweet mangoes
Oh aren't you jealous?

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Here's some shit i've been doing to procrastinate

I am currently watching a doco on SBS called Kings of Pastry and these French pastry chefs are competing for supreme-o pastry chef kudos, and one of them is using a circular saw/sander (I shit you not) to mould a pastry tower that somewhat resembles, in shape and size, the Sorting Hat from the Harry Potter films. No, wait! He's putting some fondant roses on it or something. Now it looks like a prop from a sixties sci fi film. Nonetheless, I'm sure it's delicious.

I am also still a bit peeved about the saleswoman in Myer today ("I only deal with Charlie Brown customers, darling,") who implied that I couldn't afford to buy a Karen Walker top AND dress, then warned me that I couldn't return the dress if I'd already worn it and removed the tags!

I have also been wrapping presents, which aren't even for Christmas or anything in particular. I can't show you any photos as the few people who read this blog will probably be receiving some of those gifts but here's some I prepared earlier:


These were gifts for my friends Dea and Kathy (no shit!) in Melbourne, that I bought because I was visiting Melbourne and because I probably forgot their birthdays this year. (In case you're wondering, Dea's was a Kishi-worthy sequined parrot brooch I picked up at some vintage market at Perth Fashion Festival and Kathy's was a mushu bangle I stupidly carried all the way from Perth when I could have just bought it in Melbs. Oh well.) Kathy's tag has pumpkins stamped on it because it was Halloween.


This is the sort of crap I send (this was to Tan, in the States). Did I post this already? Probably. I need some sleep. Adios.

The exam is three months from tomorrow and I still can't bring myself to study

Were I never to
procrastinate, I must be
doing what I like.

Maybe I should be
a kept woman and spend my
days baking and shit

Monday, December 7, 2009

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Belated Halloween post



We don't really do Halloween in Australia but I was in Melbourne and my mustachioed friends and I went to a club called Roxanne with disturbing decorations where we were under the (misguided) impression that we could get cheap drinks if we were in costume. Not that we were in costume, anyway.

 


It's not bokeh, just bad photography



That butcher with the dismembered arm was HOT



Does life get more exciting than this?

New Yellow Pages
A whole two volumes of new*
Telephone numbers

*actually, most of them probably haven't changed since last year, have they?