Whoopsy!

So I've had this blog for like... 2 weeks... and forgot I had it already!
It wasn't until I went to see Felinedown (http://www.felinedown.com/) and Moon Jog (http://www.myspace.com/moonjog) - actually I lie, I only discovered Moon Jog that night but man they're fab! - at Top Floor Sat night and ran into half a dozen of my friends who said "nice shoes" *wink wink* (I was wearing my awesome Target sale doozies) that I remembered. That was of course AFTER I replied to each and every one of them with "oh yeah thanks! I got them on sale at Target for a tenner!" to which they all said "um... yuh... cool...." *averting eyes... making weird lips folded over teeth smiles*
P.s. Don't worry Andrew MANY people said that to me - not just you. Lmao.

Mokay well yes, back to the blogging. And the retardedness.
They go hand in hand really don't they? - Or rather hand in foot... tripping down the stairs... dropping the 5 boxes of shoes you were getting for a customer only to forget to bring them the ones they ACTUALLY wanted not just the ones you're trying to add on to the much hoped -for sale of the original pair of shoes they picked.
Yes that's right retardedness = my first week at my new job! Yaaaay!

I'm back in shoes people! Don't really feel at liberty to announce which company I now work for but it's one I do respect and love and had a great first week at. And yes all of those above mentioned incidents happened. And yes I still work there!

And what else have I been up to? WELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL...

1. Dave came back from Mongolia all pirate beardy and windswept! He's been regaling me with stories of stumbling across hundreds of open graves on the outskirts of a small town, the one - previously government owned - department store in Ulaan Bataar (capital of Mongolia), singing Beatles songs with old ladies on the trains, which as it happens is the only English said ladies know, and how all the paper money... which I think is THE currency medium, smells like mutton fat. Mmmm mmm Mongolia here I come!
Actually it sounds amazing and I'm tres jealous of his Central Asian adventure, and to be fair to Dave he has been incredibly nice in putting up with my constant quoting/asking of "excuse me, when did the Mongols rule China?" Ala Bill And Ted's Excellent Adventure.

I also have not yet seen pictures of Dave's excellent adventure but apparently there's a slide show party extravaganza on the wind! Strap yourselves in and start making your cocktail toothpicks of cheese, cabana and olives now peeps!

2. I've made some lovely new purchases for work...


Cute purple shoes for day to day wear at work and cute purple lipstick to have something to match shoes no matter what I'm wearing!






















The only problem is the lipstick is from MAC so smells like chocolate... and having that right under my nose all day is a little distracting, when you're trying to avoid 'the diabetes'.


3. I've been tricking the staff at David Jones into thinking I have real Marc Jacobs and Salvatore Ferragamo shoes, which if you're a fashion dork and you have fakes is HI-larious!



I didn't really trick them on purpose, I just happened to be wearing the shoes while I walked through the DJ's shoe section and had assistants try to talk me into buying a matching purse for the Ferragamos and the summer version of the Marc Jacobs. Yeah right lady, I'ma pay $600 for a 'summer' pair of the same shoes (i.e. the exact same shoe but with the girl on the toe of the shoe wearing sunglasses *is actually vrry vrry cuuute and I do wants!*) when I bought them for $50 in Honkers! But of course the shop assistants can't read my mind and thank God for that!
Otherwise they would think I was a complete *swear word* for talking to them/wasting their time with conversation without the slightest inclination to buy. Actually that's only true of David Jones staff. I'm allowed to say that because I used to be one. It's like black people and the 'N' word right?



The shoe on the left is my shoe - my fake Marcy marc, and the ones below are the ones that I was being persuaded to buy...
The differences between them are enough to make me want to buy the summer version, but not at 10 times the price!


















And to that end I say to all of you - get thee to sweat shoppy Asia!

I'm also allowed to say that after studying Human Rights and Ethics because I work in retail and thus am going to Hell anyway.






Mokay so I have tons more to write about but I'll stop boring you now and let you get back to your precious True Blood - if you don't know what I'm talking about, Google and be damned!

Jason Stackhouse!

Goodnight xx

Vindication.

http://gofugyourself.celebuzz.com/go_fug_yourself/2009/09/cate_blanchfugtt_091709.html

Haha! The fug girls agree - well as if they wouldn't :S
Cate! My one true (fashion) love! WHY?!

Noooooo!

Yowza! Cate! Why??
Y'know I read this news article this morning about Cate's crochet dress - which was apparently made by the mother of one of the designers for Romance - which had no pics, but the description of the dress was negative.
I thought 'stupid style less journalists don't know what they're talking about - Cate is a genius! I bet this dress is TOPS!' so my faithful friend Google Images went and found some snaps for me and God how I wish they hadn't...




Seriously at first I was like 'it's still good, it's still good, just a little airborne...' then I scrolled down and saw the frills! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT??!!

New blog. New purchases.

So I decided to call this blog 'bad hair day' because I usually have a bad hair day when good stuff is happening to me... and usually the only time I'm having a naturally good hair day (i.e. a day where I just wake up with good hair, not achieved through using that well advertised product with the same name!) is when I'm home alone with nowhere to go - and thus no one can appreciate said good hair - or when my life is going so badly that the only thing keeping me perky is knowing my hair looks nice!
By perky I mean happy. Not fripples. Or MDMA.


Anyway back to ME as that's what blogs usually seem to be about, that is self centred people and their opinions - yesterday... no wait the day before that... or maybe before that? Shit I dunno sometime this week some cute stuff happened to me and I thought *Damnit everyone needs to know about this because it's AMAZING!!* and it didn't seem any more or less interesting than the other stuff I read about in other peoples blogs so yeah... here's my egotistical internet spew of good stuff, that is mostly happening to me!
And let's be fair probs will be some bad stuff to because I love a whinge.

1st call to attention of thine eyes:



SHOES! That I bought on sale from Target - the dodgy Myer Centre Target no less! (residents of Brisbane ought to be nodding and squinting like Robert De Niro) - for $9.98 AUD bitches!




Are they not amazing? The heel is a mid heel but it's high enough to still be 'teh seks' and it's a shoe-bootie-peep-toe thingamie which I've been hanging out for all season... except that now the season is changing... which I'm going to ignore because I still think I can make it work with my summer stuff! AND it's patent greige (grey and beige had a baby) pleather, my favorite accessory colour and medium at the moment! *Do you see?! DO YOU SEE??!!*

I actually think these were some kind of Karmic reward for enduring a cockhead for just over a year now.
Hey y'know if you scroll down to the bottom right corner of that pic you can see a ciggie burn hole in our linoleum. Classy. See peeps I'm still Jenny from the block!
And what is Jenny's style lesson from this? Never underestimate Target! I still have so many great bits and pieces from them, purchased many a year ago, that I still wear now. Also, don't smoke.


2nd call to attention:

Dan's beautiful new Bulgari ring that the family bought him for his 21st...




We wants the precious... wwwwantssssssitttttttpressshhhioussssssssssssssssssssssssssss.... *drool*




Well he is our lil' golden boy, so what better way to reward him for surviving 21 years than presenting him with a gorgeous (white) gold ring?
Haha, I just realised I really should have put 'white' in parenthesis in front of 'golden boy' too. Bahahaha.



And now unfortunately, although I did warn you, for some sadness...
Why in God's/The Universe's/Nicholas Ghesquiere's name did Australian Harper's Bazaar put Jennifer Aniston on the front cover and WHYYYYYYY did they change their cover type face to Dolly's??

Now, now, I'm a big fan of Dolly too, 'Dolly Doctor' is my real mother, but that swirly bubble writing has no place on a tome such as Harper's and it's very distressing and distracting to see it there!
I kept forgetting what I was looking at whilst reading this month's issue and thinking to myself "what is this magazine?, it's rather alright, oh fuck that's right it's Harper's!" and really, one ought never forget that one is reading the Bazaar!
I'm pretty sure the Queen said that.






And as for Aniston, listen, I too am very sorry she had a divorce. Full stop. Those things suck.
I'm already stockpiling chocolate for my future divorce, from my future husband (and yes I'm aware that would first involve a boyfriend and a ring you don't have to rub it in thanks very much!!). The fact that her husband was Brad Pitt means that she should have the respect from all women all over the world until the end of time, but that doesn't mean we ought to incessantly put her on the cover of our mags! She's SO boring!!

Not that Angelina Jolie is much better, but damn is she hotter, and wears something that says 'I am a sexy woman' every once in a while, not 'I am a woman who has a utilitarian approach to fashion and thus everything in my wardrobe matches and would not look out of place on my yacht'. You know that's what she's thinking, sitting there all smarmy in her fedora.
Actually she looks like she's thinking 'my bum hurts'.

And so does mine, so on that note I bid thee adieu! Mwa!