Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Red Dress

I'm so sorry for being a rubbish blogger. If it were not for summer you'd be inundated with boring posts about my Grandmother's youth and dusty trinkets found in damp attics. I'm kind of an outdoors person. Not in the sense that I participate in insane pursuits like rock climbing and rafting, but I love to feel the grass between my toes and the breeze on my cheeks. The winter is endless so I'm making the best of the unpredictable British summer while I can.




Recent rainy afternoons have forced me inside where I've attempted to seek solace in the world of Etsy. My wishlist now has more entries than all volumes of Encyclopaedia Britannica. One item I have actually purchased however is the above adorable red Pierre Cardin dress. I love the colour and the sleeve ruffles. It will have to be hemmed up a little, but otherwise I cannot wait to wear it. It looks like a great date dress. If only someone knew of a cute single guy in a band they could send my way...

Friday, July 10, 2009

Tiny sewing kit




I'm not much of a seamstress. I couldn't even sew on a button. This little sewing kit was found in the aforementioned box of treasure and I'm ashamed to say it took me a while to work out what it was. The black cotton is almost entirely missing but everything else is perfect. I feel slightly inspired to sew something now but fear disaster.

Monday, July 06, 2009

Handle with Care



It's been a long time since I featured video on my blog (weekly video when I was over at Wordpress) but I was so excited when I saw this clip of the beautiful Jenny Lewis at Battery Park on 4th July. It features three of my favourite musicians - Jenny, Conor Oberst and my current crush, Nik Freitas (as well as Johnathan Rice). I love Jenny's outfit with the wee denim shorts.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

From Grandma, with love

A few weeks ago my uncle arrived at our house laden with plastic bags filled to the brim with what he called “junk”, found during a late spring clean he’d been having at his house. He wanted to throw these things away but was reluctant to do so without consulting my mother first. These posessions had belonged to my Grandmother who died in 1995 and had been collecting dust in various parts of the house (he lives in the ancestral home) ever since. I had a fleeting look and dismissed it as indeed junk. When my mother and I found time to investigate the bags properly we found ornaments I remembered from childhood, the special occasion trifle bowl that was the centre piece of every Christmas table, photograph albums and something rather special.

At the bottom of one of the bags we found a small handmade box made from picture postcards, sewn together with cotton and finished with a lone blue button. My mother immediately recognised it as belonging to her Aunt Clarissa, who died in the early seventies. It was full of jewellery. Below are the highlights of a box that was filled with more treasure than I could ever include on here, and my absolute favourites.







This was my Grandmother’s best necklace. It’s good as new and so beautiful. I love the flower clasp.


A gift from the English seaside.

I have an extensive collection of inherited brooches and this is my new favourite. I'll be pinning it on my blazer as soon as the cooler weather comes along.


Ladybirds!



One man’s junk really is another man's treasure!

Thursday, July 02, 2009

Anne Boleyn

They don’t teach much English history in British schools. Historical education here is all about the war-mongering bogey men of twentieth century Europe and greed inspired conflicts in Eastern sand-pits. I’m ashamed to say everything I know about the Britain of the past two thousand years I learnt from watching Time Team. That is however, excluding the Royal house of Tudor, which was taught to me in primary school by a scary elderley lady with wrinkles in her tights. I guess old Henry and his scandalous six wives are perfect for enchanting the enquiring mind of an eight year old. They certainly made an impression on me. Of Henry’s six wives staring back at me from a crumpled text book page it was always Anne Boleyn who excited me the most. It could have been because she seemed the most glamorous of an exceptionally unglamorous bunch, or that my Mother has always maintained she named me after Anne’s daughter, the first Queen Elizabeth, or maybe it was just the circumstances of her untimely demise… Anne just seemed interesting. As a grown up I stumbled across season two of The Tudors and my love of Anne was re-newed. Natalie Dormer’s Anne was, while not entirely historically accurate, the most mesmerising creature. It inspired me to begin reading about her life and background, even inspiring a fruitless treasure hunt around London’s National Portrait Gallery, in search of her most famous portrait. I could write all evening about the colourful life of the daughter of the Earl of Wiltshire and eventual Queen consort, but instead I’ll leave you with some pictures from The Tudors and the answer I received upon taking the Which wife of Henry VIII would you have been? quiz on Facebook. I think it sums her up well.




You use your wit and wiles to raise yourself from commoner to queen. When you have set your sights on a goal there is no turning back. You are wickedly smart and seductive and you are not going to let a little thing like the Holy Roman Empire sway you from your desires. You will live in infamy for wrapping a King around your finger and changing the course of history in England. Henry practically had to declare himself God to have you as wife. Unfortunately, the people of England despise you for replacing their beloved queen and the dangerous business of manipulating a man with a god-complex backfires. He has you convicted of witchcraft, adultery, incest and treason and you are beheaded after only 3 years of marriage. Well, you deal in high stakes. Perhaps it is some consolation that your daughter by Henry inherits your willful determination and becomes one of England's greatest Monarchs..

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Original beauty



Boots now have a whole range of beauty products based on their original recipes and encased in the most adorable vintage inspired pastel packaging. I wanted to buy everything just so I could line up the boxes and bottles on my bedroom drawers, but beauty products this cute come at a slightly higher than average price, so I had to settle for some much needed cuticle oil. It smells like pure Turkish delight.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Ebay jewellery finds

I went mad last weekend and bought a few Art Deco pieces on Ebay. I was looking for a new locket because I'm scared to death of losing the one my mother gave me and never wear it out, but somewhere along the way I ended up purchasing a couple of other pieces too.






Sunday, June 07, 2009

Art Deco mesh bracelet

In an attempt to avoid the never-ending weekend rain, I've spent the past two days searching Ebay for vintage trinkets. It was almost too much excitement when I came across this Art Deco mesh bow bracelet at Ellis Antiques. I would have snapped it up immediately if it hadn't been so expensive. Perhaps it's best I didn't, I have the smallest wrists in existence, far too small for a bracelet like this. It deserves to be shown off, not kept in a box and admired every few weeks.

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

In my garden

I've been using the sunny days to take care of my garden. After several months and endless seedlings, I'm starting to see tiny veggies emerging from inside beautiful flowers. I love the tiny green veins of pea flowers and the pink shadows on broad bean petals. This year my vegetable patch has to be bigger than ever to cope with the growing competition. After all, gardening is the newest black and the whole country has gone "grow your own" mad, even my friend Nicola is getting her finger nails dirty in her small city-centre garden (butternut squash competition?). Over the next few months I'll be harvesting fruit and vegetables too numerous to mention, but I'm currently most excited about tomatos, cucumber, peas and strawberries. It's a full-time job. Even with a helper.




Monday, May 25, 2009

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Irina!

"Irina has a great rock'n'roll vibe. It's all about the hair and her flatness. I love that she has no boobs." Says Michelle McCool of Cosmopolitan magazine. Previously famous for being engaged to Pete Doherty (twice) and being friends with Kate Moss, Irina Lazareanu is now an icon in her own right. I love her vague expression, dark smokey eyes and vintage style. And like McCool, I also love that she has no boobs. Her vintage wardrobe is immense. White/cream dresses and t-bar shoes are two of my current favourites.






Monday, May 04, 2009

New start

The last few months have been busy, busy with finishing University, but I’m back with a vengeance now and I’m going to try to make this blog a bit more interesting. Previously I’ve only really blogged about my journalism, but that’s only such a small part of my life. We all prefer our hobbies to our professions, I guess. Inspired by some of the blogs I regularly read, I’m going to start blogging about everything else I am, like and do. I hope everyone will keep coming back.

Firstly...

An edited version of this interview appeared in Notes Zine. Thank you to Amber for being the best interviewee ever.



How did you first become interested in zines?

I have vague memories of reading about zines in old interviews with Nirvana, Hole and Bikini Kill. When I was thirteen or so, there were a few girls around town distributing a zine called !Hey! although I don’t think I called it a zine at the time, as it was the first one I ever saw. I probably called it a pamphlet or something. I can’t even remember what they wrote about anymore, but I remember that they had crosswords and featured poetry by local teens. They were distributed at high schools and various local businesses. Anyone could contribute, though I was much too shy. I totally wanted to make my own though. A few years later, I starting posting on Hole.com and got into zines hardcore through the girls on there. Maranda (my sister) and I started making zines together and trading with our new friends. I think the first zines I received were Tantrum, Broken Hymen, Pink Collar Ghetto and other riot grrrl type zines.

What motivates you to create zines?

Without zines, I don’t know where I’d be. They’re my main focus in life, it seems. I’ve learned a lot from various zines, and I’ve made an incredible amount of friends that I never would have known of otherwise. I’m almost always motivated to make zines, especially when I’ve just had a fun day of riding my bike or whatever, or when I’ve just finished reading a really great zine. I am constantly writing zines in my head, even imagining the layout and such. I’m inspired by my zinester friends and I’m inspired by my anger and I’m inspired by love.

What inspired you to start Culture Slut?

Maranda and I had been making a series together for about a year or so, some of it was about feminism, and a lot of it was just silliness. We were doing print runs of only twenty or so. We were seventeen, and just felt like we needed our own creative outlet, so we decided to start up our own zines. I started writing Culture Slut and she started writing Telegram Ma’am. I’m actually flipping through some old issues right now, reminding myself of what I wrote about, what inspired me… I wrote about various experiences of sexism in my life, how much I hated working at 7-Eleven (although I did make some good friends with a few customers there, and managed to scam quite a few free copies), my first trip to England, my love of Oscar Wilde and mixtapes… I think I just felt like I had a lot to say and no one to say it to. Zines were a good way to make new friends and connect with people that shared similar interests. I’m a bit embarrassed by the naivete of earlier issues now, but who isn’t?

How did Fight Boredom begin?

Small town boredom, mostly. I was tired of people constantly complaining that there was nothing to do and blaming it on being in a small town. I don’t think being in a small town really limits anyone’s possibilities too much, you just gotta be creative about it. I’m one of those annoying people who always says, “Only boring people get bored.” I thought that maybe if I could make a zine that was inspiring and specifically pertained to the kids in Lindsay (and small towns everywhere, really), then maybe I could change the world a teeny-tiny bit. Also, I wanted to get people in my hometown into zines, but didn’t necessarily want to share Culture Slut with them, since it often gets quite personal. I just wanted to do something fun. I see now that that’s what the girls at !Hey! must’ve been going for, too. I wonder what ever happened to them… People all over the world have been buying Fight Boredom and I’ve gotten a lot of positive feedback from it. Now my goal is pretty much to round up all of my favourite zinesters and have them write about their favourite ways of fighting boredom, and the things in life that inspire them.

Tell me about what you’re planning for the next issue?

Issue #3 was Fight Boredom With Feminism, and I’m currently working on #4; Fight Boredom With Action! Hopefully it’ll be done early in the summertime. I moved to MontrĂ©al recently (the polar opposite of my small hometown), but I’m visiting Lindsay soon and I want to have a stack of zines to sell at local shows. There are three zinesters that I know of in Lindsay right now, which is more than ever, haha. I gotta keep the momentum going!

As for Culture Slut, I’ve actually been working on a few issues at once. I’m writing a lot about IBS, which I was diagnosed with last year, and I’m writing about sex, queer identity, alcoholism and other heavy subjects that have been on my mind lately.

I know your sister also makes zines. Is there some friendly rivalry or is it purely inspirational?

No rivalry here, she’s my best friend. I’d say we inspire each other to some extent. We just wrote our second split zine together a few months ago, all about being twins. I just find it to be a really fascinating subject. We sometimes write to each other for zine advice, for proofreading and stuff. Also, I’m working on something of a queer zine right now, and the idea of spilling all of my secrets is a bit nerve-wracking, so I definitely wrote to her for some encouragement. I think our zines are completely different from each other though. Sometimes people will order my zine, then they’ll realize I have a sister so they’ll order hers too (or vice versa), but I hope they can see that we are two very different people. I hope that people can appreciate our writing, and that they aren’t just collecting our zines as some sort of novelty. It can be difficult to establish one’s own identity when people only want to see you as someone else’s twin sister.

What are your favourite zines?

Ah, where to begin? Doris by Cindy Crabb will always be one of my favourites. I bought the anthology a few years ago when I needed some decent reading material for a road trip, and have since acquired every issue. I love Brainscan by Alex Wrekk. She manages to write really important and personal things in this conversational tone that makes you feel like you’ve been friends with her for years. Nothing Rhymes by Chelsea Gunn is a sweet and happy zine that always cheers me up. Motor City Kitty, Your Pretty Face Is Going Straight To Hell, Queer HOH, High On Burning Photographs, Truckface, Not Sorry, Dirty Love, Kiss Off, List, The Empire Is Falling (a zine by another girl in Lindsay!), Echo! Echo!, Glossolalia, Honey Tunnel, everything ever by Niku Arbabi and Katie Haegele. I really could go on forever here, but these are the ones that I can read over and over again.

Who are your heroes?

The authors of the zines listed above, people who exchange long letters with me, my mom and my sister, Oscar Wilde, Jack Kerouac, Sylvia Plath, Inga Muscio, Gloria Steinem, Kathleen Hanna, George Carlin, Jessica Valenti, Betsey Johnson, Karen O, Joan Jett, Cyndi Lauper… Feminists everywhere and people who are doing cool stuff in small towns.

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And yes, this does mean uni is over and I’m back…

Friday, February 20, 2009

Mirror/Dash

When I was a teenager clothes by Sonic Youth bassist Kim Gordon's label X-Girl were what I saved my pocket money for. You could only buy them in Shop, a small boutique on Soho's Brewer Street and every couple of months my Mother would take me there and double the money I'd saved to spend. Like Gordon, the X-Girl's have now grown up. With the X-Girl label now exclusively available in Japan, Mirror/Dash has been launched as a more mature alternative. This collection is available only at Urban Outfitters and continues X-Girl's feminine/tom-boy tradition. Here are my favourite pieces.