Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Splitscreen: A Love Story

This is so friggin' cute. And the filmmaker, JW Griffiths, shot the whole thing on a Nokia N8! What a king. Plus, like songs by the Ramones and the Disappointing Gay Best Friend videos, it falls under the 2 and a half minutes my attention span manages before it gets bored of watching things on Youtube. Bam.

mud and laughing gas and hippies, oh my!

Yesterday I got back from my very first Glastonbury, and my God am I still recovering. Best five days of 2011 by far - Jarvis Cocker and B.B. King and Morrissey and Laura Marling and BeyoncĂ© all in one place are enough to make me hyperventilate anyway, but there is so much crazy shit going on you could easily spend a week there even with no live music at all. My photos were taken on crappy disposables and mostly while I was not quite in my right mind, but here are a few non-face ones anyway;

extreme caking disaster

Park stage

Healing Fields

raw-ting cattle crowd of festival-goers

me (looking morbidly obese, thanks upward angle) singing my heart out to 'Mis-Shapes' at Pulp

I'm gutted none of my Shangri-La photos came out, and neither did the ones of the amazing druid man I saw playing on the Spirit of '71 stage (he was about 80 years old, with full sparkly purple robes and Rafiki face makeup, with hot girls dressed as fairies prancing around him. It would have been an amazing sight even if I wasn't stoned off my face). Screaming along to by Cee-Lo Green, who appeared to be dressed as a fat black male Lady Gaga, while it absolutely pissed it down, was also a memorable experience. OH THERE ARE TOO MANY. TRANNIES. CRUSTIES. DISCOBALLS. CIRCUS PERFORMERS.

Here are some more, substantially better photos, filched off the BBC/Guardian/NME websites;

Roll on 2013.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Having a divorce party - actually pretty fucking cool

Yet another reason to love Jack White and his ethereal beanpole soon-to-be-ex-wife Karen Elson - not only are they incredibly stylish and talented (ugh), they're also so chill that they're throwing a 6th anniversary SLASH impending divorce party. Amazing. Cue gratuitous images;

I've just properly remembered how much I love Pat, Peggy and Dot

I cannot wait to be a crazy old bint. These awesome ladies will be on my accessorisation moodboard.

Oh Liz Lemon

you know it.

A Summer Wasting

Went round to my sister-friend Luna’s yesterday for a boozy goodbye lunch, as she’s spending the summer traipsing round Europe in a rickety van with her dog and boyfriend, selling jewellery at festivals or however it is that hippies make their money (I, meanwhile, am currently trawling the internet for a summer temp/desk/admin job. Not that I’m bitter or anything). I left to buy hummus and olives, but instead fell into the charity shops on the way to Waitrose and came back an hour later with an ensemble that makes me look like Pat Butcher’s drunk little sister visiting Club Tropicana for the first time.
Which I wish was my actual life, because that would be BRILLIANT.

Salmon pink Calvin Klein denim shorts £5.99, tortoiseshell sunglasses £2.99, gold chain £1.99, 80s nightmare St Michael silk blouse £3.99. Getting ready for summer yo.

Only 6 years of procrastination later

And I've finally set up a blog. Exciting stuff, dudes.