models, tomboys, clothes, friends, money, uni = life
long entry! i really really needed to verbalise it all out, it's been a week over..
i love models (especially when they wear their own clothes on photoshoots), they're wonderful and so beautiful and they get to meet and greet designers and wear nice clothes and keep some too, damn them! on a sidenote, these kids look like 70% of the undergraduate population at my uni. they have brains, shop at general pants co., wear ksubi jeans, vans and converse and carry country road duffles. yep, i go to the o.c four days a week and i feel like a girly seth cohen =)
in a week or two, i'm going to have to undertake a social inquiry survey project - basically observing students at my uni in a busy public place for an hour (i.e. outside the library, manning bar, wentworth cafeteria, the lawn where kids tend to have barbeques or street dances or society/club congregations, the quad) and write 900 words on it. i get to stare at people because i have to for 20% of my final mark! BEST ASSESSMENT EVER!
personally, i can't think of a better excuse to stare at people - i think that's one of the reasons i love meeting people at town hall steps because it's central and there are tons of people, like you have your junkie looking people, your smelly hobos in gray sweaters and damp trackie daks, your heavy make-up wearing emo kids in hoods, skinnies & minis, your jeans and white adidas running shoe trojans (total fashion sin! - i cannot understand the jeans and running shoes complex, it's disgusting but some of my own friends at uni do this and i cannot say a thing in case they hate me forever for being an annoying stupid trendy git. ugh!), the clackers or otherwise known as girls in super duper high heels or just girls in heels that clack clack clack their way to bunions for life - and they generally like to wear minis, or minis with 3/4 length tights or tight tight jeans and tons of make-up and pink or white guess handbags...
but everyone hates it at town hall except for me because of the emos and their thin cigarettes in their little fingers and their stupid smoke and their overly large congregations. one day those kids will mimic the 70's and the girls will wear flannelette shirts tucked in big flared trousers and have big farrah fawcett hair and the boys will wear tight flares and listen to 'the doors'.
we'll just be waiting waiting waiting for that seventies transition....since the swinging sixties-carnaby street-edie sedgewick era just finished because sienna miller got tired of it and grew out her hair and realised her movie 'factory girl' was a flop.
anyway, i went on a shopping bonanza today after class at sydney's biggest shopping centre and spent a riot:
birthday present for mitchell:
(i) a 'hilarious headline card game' box - how this works is this, you get dealt a hand of cards with a headline on it and each of them has a point value. when it's your turn, you construct a headline i.e. man (25 points) bites (5 points) dog (5 points) and whoever earns the highest points (500 points) wins!
(ii) abc shop gift card
for me:
- a tan coloured saddle bag
- an oversized button-down crop shirt in blue and white pinstripes (so cute, like wearing your boyfriend's shirt but more fitting)
- a black biker jacket with sleeves cut to elbow-length
- a pair of comfy black short shorts
- a long silver heart pendant
- black satin headband with bow for my singing presentation on sunday
- three headbands: colours in black, leopard print and cream
- wide shiny silver bangle
this technically means i'm broke again except i have more nice clothes, new accessories and a new bag.
i really really need to send an email like this to twins c & m:
dear consumerism and materialism,
we are getting too intimate. seeing each other on consecutive weeks, albeit consecutive days is really starting to, like take out my time you know? i think we need to take a break, i would like to see other people. it's great when we catch up but let's keep things casual. see you in two weeks! hugs and kisses, priscilla xoxo
(haha i sound like such a dickhead)
on the last note of the morning - i want to run over sean blake and say this:
the boy looks so stunned, being so well-dressed makes one slightly bewildered i suppose.
if i was the girl on the bar stool i'd say, "yeah, you know sean if i was i wearing that vest i'd be bewildered too since you can get one for $30 at glassons and you got yours for $220+ from diesel. SEAN, YOU GOT RIPPED!"
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p.s. i'm going to spend my apec day out tomorrow @ luna park and bondi!
i want to wear my new clothes soo...here goes the formula:
- black cropped biker jacket (unzipped), long white cotton tee, short denim mini, black opaque tights, big black boots, silver heart pendant, cream coloured headband and last but not least, the saddle bag across the shoulder.
good? good. yes yes yes? yes yes yes.
i love models (especially when they wear their own clothes on photoshoots), they're wonderful and so beautiful and they get to meet and greet designers and wear nice clothes and keep some too, damn them! on a sidenote, these kids look like 70% of the undergraduate population at my uni. they have brains, shop at general pants co., wear ksubi jeans, vans and converse and carry country road duffles. yep, i go to the o.c four days a week and i feel like a girly seth cohen =)
in a week or two, i'm going to have to undertake a social inquiry survey project - basically observing students at my uni in a busy public place for an hour (i.e. outside the library, manning bar, wentworth cafeteria, the lawn where kids tend to have barbeques or street dances or society/club congregations, the quad) and write 900 words on it. i get to stare at people because i have to for 20% of my final mark! BEST ASSESSMENT EVER!
personally, i can't think of a better excuse to stare at people - i think that's one of the reasons i love meeting people at town hall steps because it's central and there are tons of people, like you have your junkie looking people, your smelly hobos in gray sweaters and damp trackie daks, your heavy make-up wearing emo kids in hoods, skinnies & minis, your jeans and white adidas running shoe trojans (total fashion sin! - i cannot understand the jeans and running shoes complex, it's disgusting but some of my own friends at uni do this and i cannot say a thing in case they hate me forever for being an annoying stupid trendy git. ugh!), the clackers or otherwise known as girls in super duper high heels or just girls in heels that clack clack clack their way to bunions for life - and they generally like to wear minis, or minis with 3/4 length tights or tight tight jeans and tons of make-up and pink or white guess handbags...
but everyone hates it at town hall except for me because of the emos and their thin cigarettes in their little fingers and their stupid smoke and their overly large congregations. one day those kids will mimic the 70's and the girls will wear flannelette shirts tucked in big flared trousers and have big farrah fawcett hair and the boys will wear tight flares and listen to 'the doors'.
we'll just be waiting waiting waiting for that seventies transition....since the swinging sixties-carnaby street-edie sedgewick era just finished because sienna miller got tired of it and grew out her hair and realised her movie 'factory girl' was a flop.
anyway, i went on a shopping bonanza today after class at sydney's biggest shopping centre and spent a riot:
birthday present for mitchell:
(i) a 'hilarious headline card game' box - how this works is this, you get dealt a hand of cards with a headline on it and each of them has a point value. when it's your turn, you construct a headline i.e. man (25 points) bites (5 points) dog (5 points) and whoever earns the highest points (500 points) wins!
(ii) abc shop gift card
for me:
- a tan coloured saddle bag
- an oversized button-down crop shirt in blue and white pinstripes (so cute, like wearing your boyfriend's shirt but more fitting)
- a black biker jacket with sleeves cut to elbow-length
- a pair of comfy black short shorts
- a long silver heart pendant
- black satin headband with bow for my singing presentation on sunday
- three headbands: colours in black, leopard print and cream
- wide shiny silver bangle
this technically means i'm broke again except i have more nice clothes, new accessories and a new bag.
i really really need to send an email like this to twins c & m:
dear consumerism and materialism,
we are getting too intimate. seeing each other on consecutive weeks, albeit consecutive days is really starting to, like take out my time you know? i think we need to take a break, i would like to see other people. it's great when we catch up but let's keep things casual. see you in two weeks! hugs and kisses, priscilla xoxo
(haha i sound like such a dickhead)
on the last note of the morning - i want to run over sean blake and say this:
the boy looks so stunned, being so well-dressed makes one slightly bewildered i suppose.
if i was the girl on the bar stool i'd say, "yeah, you know sean if i was i wearing that vest i'd be bewildered too since you can get one for $30 at glassons and you got yours for $220+ from diesel. SEAN, YOU GOT RIPPED!"
images:
user: unending_bliss
community: maleeditorials
p.s. i'm going to spend my apec day out tomorrow @ luna park and bondi!
i want to wear my new clothes soo...here goes the formula:
- black cropped biker jacket (unzipped), long white cotton tee, short denim mini, black opaque tights, big black boots, silver heart pendant, cream coloured headband and last but not least, the saddle bag across the shoulder.
good? good. yes yes yes? yes yes yes.