Intertextuality

One last picture from AfterImages 2007. Get it, cast of Jesse's piece!

Ponderations

I was hoping to have pictures from last night's AfterImages cast party to upload, but I ended up not even attending the party, something which I'm kinda upset about really. I really needed to unwind and I saw the party as an opportunity to dress up and have fun and let loose for once in a really really long time. Unfortunately, I didn't have a ride to the venue and that's a definite problem. It's a 'walkable' distance, but last night's weather was terrible and my heels ain't made for walking, no siree. Not to mention, I didnt want to have to walk all the ay back to my dorm late at night, all alone, in the drastic cold. And to think I had my silver dress and pink heels all ready to wear for the party. Darn the cold weather. I hope another opportunity to be a little more flashy presents itself sometime soon.

I spent the day organising my room and putting things back where they should be. It's therapeutic really, getting rid of all the mess in my life and giving myself the chance to restart on a nice clean slate, this being a metaphor for my mind. After the production's ended, my mind feels so relieved and uncluttered, it's so refreshing. I also took a walk to Starbucks to get ome work done. The trip there was rough, but Starbucks is such a place of refuge that it's all worth it. So I got some work done and a stranger came up to me and asked me whether I was in the AfterImages production and when I told him that I was, he told me that I did a great job. Boy, did that make my day. And Meghan, such a sweetheart, reassured me of my capabilities and how I'm going to fulfil my dreams. I definitely needed those few compliments. Being in a production and not have any close friends or family come support me was and is a real trip. I hear fellow dancers talk about their families coming and them receiving these bouquets of flowers and my heart sinks. I used to have that, but I dont anymore and I don't think I ever will, seeing how my life's going, not being able to make any close friends outside of the dance department. It's a definite challenge, but I know in the end, I have to suck it up and get on with life. I have no time to cry over spilt milk. I chose this path and I have to face the consequences and obstacles I have no choice but to face. The only audience I need is up in heaven, watching over me and providing for me every single day of my life.

My cammie's screen got smashed quite awhile's ago and so I haven't even been trying to use it, but I figured that it's still usable even though I can't see what I'm taking a picture of (and it's worsened by the cammie's absence of a peep hole to look through). So I made a few attempts at taking pictures of some paraphernalia around my room. They didn't turn out too well, but who's to say what constitutes a good picture right? I say it just gave a new perspective on the picture and it just made it more challenging to figure out what exactly I was trying to take a picture of. Unfortunately, they somehow ended up not being rotated. C'est la vie. All in the name of ambiguity.

Drift Away

Some images from a recent issue of The New York Times Style Magazine. I absolutely love these images- the sheer serenity and mystery it exudes, and even some sort of hidden sexuality. A definite understated sexiness. The neve blankets Lake Tazawa in Japan and juxtaposes the strong and bold colours of fall- scarlet and charcoal. The air of the geisha-esque models as they appeared to suspend above the snow, was one of sorrow and loneliness, yet so beautifully captured. Any other emotion would have been lost in the huge piles of snow. Exquisite!

Bob The Builder

Just some pictures from the AfterImages production; Jesse's piece entitled 'Intertextuality:Or How I learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Digital Age'. Costumes by, Me!

Ghetto Blast!

Honestly, how cool is this nail polish? They are called Day-Glo's and they are fluorescent colours- neon pin, orange and melon. Too bad they're AUD40 for 3 bottles. I would totally send my order in if not for the price. And the packaging is pretty sweet as well! 3 little bottles in a capsule, can't get any ghetto than that, in a good way of course. The colours just remind me of the 80's fashion, with all the electric blue leggings, pink leg warmers and cut off sweatchirts with a yellow sports bra and the ubiquitous old school Reeboks. Gotta love that look!

Accordian-esque/ Geometric

Just some really beautiful sculptural and origami-inspired dresses by Rei Kawakubo, the founder of Commes Des Garcons:

I think these dresses are absoultely beautiful and it reeks of an understated sort of beauty and sexiness and is definitely elegance redefined. I also adore the photography and how the pictures emote some sort of ethereal quality and mystery. It makes me want to enter a whole new land where beautifully crafted clothes are made for unfortunately, people with money...Nonetheless, I can always enjoy the ingenius and challenging designs of such a designer as Kawakubo.

Voyeur

My Fashion Must-Haves:

Coffee and Icicles

It started snowing really heavily today and I have to admit, it was really pretty and it's probably just the effects of the first snow, but it made me feel really happy on the inside. It was literally a sight for sore eyes and simply a winter wonderland. Every single inch of ground and tree branch was covered in snow and it was just one pure white scene right in front of my eyes. There was so much snow on the ground that I had to resort to scuffing my feet on the ground instead of actually walking, which really tired my calves out. Oh the snow, it's such a heavenly sight, but only for a while. I'm almost certain that I'm going to hate it as soon as tomorrow. I got to rock out my D&G winter jacket, which is always fun. I makes me feel all bundled up and oh so warm and cosy. And getting some Starbucks early in the morning with Lindsay was such a geat start to my day as well. From ^ in the morning to 11. I really love the smell, the atmosphere, the music and just the aura of Starbucks. It evokes in me, a mood to want to study and read, but without placing any stress on myself. And I always feel like it's where I am able to just refect on things that have happened to me and where I get the chance to ponder over questions and such. And I'm sure it's where many people do likewise. Oh Starbucks, such a place for solace...a refuge for the overwhelmed.

White precipitation

Get it snow boots!

This is a gift from Lindsay! She got it from Nordstrom and it's such a cute little metallic purse that's going to go really well with my Mango black and gold coat. I can't wait to use it! It's definitely a sassy one.