Unreal Arboreal… furniture

Shawn Lovell tree bed. What a love nest. Hehehe!

Todd Boontje fig leaf wardrobe featuring over 600 individually made copper fig leaves. To match your tree bed of course.

Speaking of obsessions…

It’s only fitting I continue my fascination with MM L’Incognito sunglasses…

Pics from Facehunter and Garance Dore. The girl is like a posterchild for MM. I can’t believe I’m still carrying on with this.. they are ridiculous…

Speaking of ridiculous I was at Nom D the other day and spotted this beauty:

Bernard Willhelm/Linda Farrow sunglasses. And only $220! This coming from a guy who demands $550 for a harlequin print cotton carrier bag…

Oh no!

In continuation of my (unhealthy) obsession with all things Balenciaga SS08 and hamburger-related comes this pic from the Facehunter. It’s driving me loco!! My eyes, they don’t know where to look….

Balenciaga! hamburger clutch. balenciaga! hamburger clutch!!

Also apologies for leaving those hideous images of Ben Affleck on for waaay too long. My camera battery died and I just couldn’t muster up the strength to look for the charger.

Bobblehead Ben

Are these for real??!

Geez! Images via A Cup of Jo. For more bobblehead/poor cloning/horrible airbrushing examples I highly recommend Photoshop Disasters which is linked there on the left! Ahh the hilarity…

MMM? HMMM?

Maison Martin Margiela silver gift bow ring, £125.00. From Browns.

Yazbukey leather bow brooch, $100 and $77 respectively. The tartan one is cheaper because it only has a leather backing, GOSH! From Order + Progress.

And here we have this insightful one-plus-one from Vogueite:

Martin Margiela L’Incognito sunglasses, 2008

Thierry Mugler spring 1999 show.

The big picture

Rubik’s cube art by Invader. From here

Penny pictures by Adrian Firth. This one is charmingly called Lizzie. How delightful…

And of course Marcus Harvey’s Myra, an image constructed from the handprints of wee kids and a staple in any self-respecting first year art history reader chapter regarding controversial art. Right alongside to Serrano’s Piss Christ and Mapplethorpe of course… Next please!

“…sooo Balenciaga” (part 2)

Who knew my phone camera was this good. The shoulder pads on this thing were AMAZING. I think they were at least 5cm over my actual shoulders. From Footscray Savers. I also almost got that top there on the left, the white one with the reindeer and mistletoe on it but decided against it as wearing it anytime outside the Yuletide season would make me look like a douchebag, which is something that I am concerned about.

“That’s soooooo Balenciaga…” (part 1)

FORBES plaited gladiator, from Topshop. £35.00. About 30 minutes after posting this I had to edit it because I originally said “so what if I kinda want it” because no, I don’t want it anymore. It’s fug!!!

Just for kicks I am adding a Balenciaga category. Heheheh… (psst E!)

SATC + Transformers

I am quite slow to jump on the film bandwagon with regards to these two films, but then again I haven’t paid for a film in some months (SATC has unfortunately broken that record and at $11 too! damn! was it always that much?) due to my awesome babe-on-a-budget ways and getting free tickets through newsletters/work/facebook groups/online giveaways (yes I am that good). anyhow, I really did like SATC probably because I went in with almost-zero expectations, apart from my niggling pet hate about the way Carrie always ends her stupid niggling questions with a typed question. Will she ever stop that annoying internal dialogue?

The film itself was 2.5 hours, which was a good thing, because it kind of justified the $11. That’s like, $4.40 an hour, what value! What else could you do in the city for $4.40 an hour? 2 sushi rolls? A coffee and a biscuit? But I digress. 81 wardrobe changes and 2.5 hours later, I though it was quite good! I’ll admit I did shed a few tears here and there which I subtly turned into “Oh there’s something itching my nose. Oh wait I think it’s moved to my eye now”. Shocking really! I don’t usually cry at movies, apart from when the ant dies in Honey! I shrunk the kids… The tear-jerker bits in SATC was er, at the start when they were walking all empowered-female like and the remixed soundtrack was just so uplifting I couldn’t help but squeal (internally of course), and also when Carrie was all moany and refusing to get out of bed, and finally later on when she was looking through her emails and finds all the ones Big sent her. OMG. SO SAD. Total cry party for one.

The studded belt was alright, it’s nice they thought to include some sort of semblance to real life where people actually re-use clothing and no one gives PA’s hideous $5400 Louis(e) Vuitton motard firebird monogram bags, especially not writers with three books under their belt and a weekly column. Anyhow, I am just glad that my 3 years of film studies at uni has been successfully forgotten and not one semblance of (insert film theory) pervaded my consciousness and I was allowed to watch Carrie and her posse enjoy their sassy lives without fear of subtext. I know Wikipedia picked up on the ‘magical negro’ concept (Louise) but y’know what, SATC’s abit of fluff and its nice sometimes just to accept a piece of materialistic and indulgent fluff as-is (like the IKEA section).

I was going to end this with some pics of my favourite outfits from the movie, but to be honest I can’t be arsed and I also can’t really remember what she wore. So instead, I’ll just post the most ridiculous outfit of the whole film, IMHO.

As for Transformers, I’m not going to even give it the dignity of a breakdown. Instead, I shall let it speak for itself through the medium of ‘memorable quotes’ (thanks IMDB!).

Ratchet: That’s suicide. The cube is raw power. It could destroy you both.
Optimus Prime: A necessary sacrifice to bring peace to this planet. We cannot let the humans pay for our mistakes. It’s been an honor serving with you all. Autobots, ROLL OUT!
Jazz: WE ROLLIN’!

[Optimus Prime is sneaking around protagonist's garden]

Optimus Prime: [stepping on a fountain in the Witwicky's yard] Oops… Sorry, my bad.

[Protagonist's pet chihuahua Mojo has just peed all over Ironhide's foot]

Ironhide: You have a rodent infestation.
Sam Witwicky: A what?
Ironhide: [aiming cannons at Mojo] Shall I terminate?
Sam Witwicky: No! No! This is a chihuahua. We love chihuahuas.
Ironhide: He’s leaked lubricants all over my foot! Hmmph!
Sam Witwicky: He peed on you? Bad Mojo! Bad!
Ironhide: Bad Mojo! Ugh, my foot’s gonna rust…

[Final showdown]

Optimus Prime: It’s you and me, Megatron.
Megatron: No, it’s just me, Prime.
Optimus Prime: At the end of this day, one shall stand, one shall fall!
Megatron: You still fight for the weak! That is why you lose!

And that my friends, was 138 minutes of my life GONE. I guess I could’ve walked away, but you know, morbid curiosity and whatnot.

LOLcats

Amazing…

By Lili Piri, represented by The Jacky Winter Group (who also represent R!)