Miss Piggy
I truly admire Miss Piggy's style. While she sometimes dresses a little scantily for someone of her stature, she is always meticulously groomed and accessorised. Like Barbie, she has had outfits designed for her by high end designers like Prada. My favourite period of Miss Piggy's fearless fashion is her 1980s wardrobe, particularly in The Muppets Take Manhattan.
I'm not so much into Muppet-inspired fashion.
Monday, December 03, 2007
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
dropstitch � Blog Archive � Store profile: Pigeonhole
I'm shocked that I never knew that this store, Pigeonhole, existed. Do I need to start reading the street press?
Sunday, October 14, 2007
HOY FASHION � liverpool street style fashion photography
HOY FASHION � liverpool street style fashion photography
Yet another favourite street style site. This one's from the UK.
Yet another favourite street style site. This one's from the UK.
Friday, October 05, 2007
Designers For Target
I ended up getting a Yeojin Bae dress. The sizes are crazy large - I'm only an eight in all the things I tried.
I ended up getting a Yeojin Bae dress. The sizes are crazy large - I'm only an eight in all the things I tried.
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Blind
For the past few days, I have been visually impaired, due to an unfortunate case of conjunctivitis and annoying delays on the delivery of my new specs. Fortuantely I know how to touch-jtype because even with the font at a ridiculously large size, I cannot see the words displayed on the screen. It has been an interesting world without TV or internet (except in 5 minute spurts) or driving. I have felt too timid to even leave the house, worried that i will be run down by some camouflaged vehicle or fall into a puddle. I found some old specs lying under my bed but the prescription is so out of date that these were headache-inducing aafter all of 5 minutes. Activities that I have been able to do include reading (although I've run out of reading material and have been unable to restock, due to the abovementioned fear of leaving the house), cooking (fortunately one of my last pre-blindness activities was grocery shopping to make a pasta dish) and sleeping (all with the gooey wonder of chloramphenical ointment to keep me company).
Pkease exc;use any typos. I am normally the first to point out errors in spelling but I beg immunity as I can't actually see the errors and I find this laptop keyboard difficult to use, especially without visual feedback. My fingers feel like clumsy logs and my manual dexterity is quickly fading. Glad i don't want to be surgeon, then.
For the past few days, I have been visually impaired, due to an unfortunate case of conjunctivitis and annoying delays on the delivery of my new specs. Fortuantely I know how to touch-jtype because even with the font at a ridiculously large size, I cannot see the words displayed on the screen. It has been an interesting world without TV or internet (except in 5 minute spurts) or driving. I have felt too timid to even leave the house, worried that i will be run down by some camouflaged vehicle or fall into a puddle. I found some old specs lying under my bed but the prescription is so out of date that these were headache-inducing aafter all of 5 minutes. Activities that I have been able to do include reading (although I've run out of reading material and have been unable to restock, due to the abovementioned fear of leaving the house), cooking (fortunately one of my last pre-blindness activities was grocery shopping to make a pasta dish) and sleeping (all with the gooey wonder of chloramphenical ointment to keep me company).
Pkease exc;use any typos. I am normally the first to point out errors in spelling but I beg immunity as I can't actually see the errors and I find this laptop keyboard difficult to use, especially without visual feedback. My fingers feel like clumsy logs and my manual dexterity is quickly fading. Glad i don't want to be surgeon, then.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Salespeople
In general, I find salespeople irritating. Of course, I find most people irritating. Here are some specific examples of salesperson-related irritation that I've experienced this year.
I bought my widescreen TV at Myer a few months ago. The salesboy (yes, this weedy Asian guy admitted to me that he was an 18-year-old studying Science/Commerce at UWA, who enjoys playing computer games in his spare time, on his parents' widescreen TV) repeatedly complained to me that he was staying late to complete my paperwork. When I asked him whether he had to rush off somewhere, he replied, "Nah, probably just going to go home and play computer games." (This was a Saturday night.) The most annoying part was when he kept making comments about my supposed "husband or boyfriend," including: "Do you have a husband or boyfriend to help you set this up?"
Another annoying sexist salesman remark was encountered on Sunday when I was buying my new computer/printer and all the other accessories (including a teeny, tiny mouse - apparently this is a very girly purchase). The salesman asked if I'd been out the previous night, I replied that I was still suffering the consequences of Friday night and his first response was: "What were you drinking? Breezers?" In truth, I'd drunk anything but. Beer, champagne, cocktails, G&Ts, shots of Jack...
Purchasing any sort of home entertainment or IT device (or furniture, for that matter) seems to throw up all sorts of barriers for the young single girl. I know I'm not alone in this. Don't these retailers realise that single young women are a fast-growing sector of property-owners? Maybe I need to buy less hi-fi and more hairdryer/vibrator/kitchen appliance.
In general, I find salespeople irritating. Of course, I find most people irritating. Here are some specific examples of salesperson-related irritation that I've experienced this year.
I bought my widescreen TV at Myer a few months ago. The salesboy (yes, this weedy Asian guy admitted to me that he was an 18-year-old studying Science/Commerce at UWA, who enjoys playing computer games in his spare time, on his parents' widescreen TV) repeatedly complained to me that he was staying late to complete my paperwork. When I asked him whether he had to rush off somewhere, he replied, "Nah, probably just going to go home and play computer games." (This was a Saturday night.) The most annoying part was when he kept making comments about my supposed "husband or boyfriend," including: "Do you have a husband or boyfriend to help you set this up?"
Another annoying sexist salesman remark was encountered on Sunday when I was buying my new computer/printer and all the other accessories (including a teeny, tiny mouse - apparently this is a very girly purchase). The salesman asked if I'd been out the previous night, I replied that I was still suffering the consequences of Friday night and his first response was: "What were you drinking? Breezers?" In truth, I'd drunk anything but. Beer, champagne, cocktails, G&Ts, shots of Jack...
Purchasing any sort of home entertainment or IT device (or furniture, for that matter) seems to throw up all sorts of barriers for the young single girl. I know I'm not alone in this. Don't these retailers realise that single young women are a fast-growing sector of property-owners? Maybe I need to buy less hi-fi and more hairdryer/vibrator/kitchen appliance.
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
No repeats of Extreme Makover tonight, in lieu of World Cup Cricket. I usually find cricket soooo boring but now that there's a bit of a murder mystery, it's far more exciting. No disrespect intended to Bob Woolmer.
They did do makeovers tonight on The Biggest Loser. I only caught the end of the show but that Patti chick looked H.O.T. All the blokes' dodgy facial hair was gone. That whingey Courtney guy still has a face like he's sucking on a lemon. Like he's a vagina sucking on a lemon.
I'm being my most charming self tonight.I'm trying to stay up late because I start ward cover nights again tomorrow. Although I do have some plans for tomorrow: visit phlebotomist, return unwanted Stella McCartney for Target clothes (about $500 worth), go to the post office, buy Kathy a birthday pressie, buy lots of crap for the DCR and maybe do some furniture window-shopping (as I'm feeling too lazy to carry anything home/assemble it).
Another whinge: the bank doesn't open until 9.30am! I finished work a bit late the other day and thought I'd go to the bank on the way home. I rocked up to Barrack Street CBA at 8.30am and was trying to figure out when it opened. Then my dad phoned me and informed me that banks don't open until 9.30!!! (That's not what he called me about.) My dad used to work for Commonwealth Bank so was quite defensive of the staff and the hard work they do. Which was not going down to well with me, having just come off night ward cover.
I decided to walk to West Perth CBA yesterday as it was a lovely sunny day. I try to aboid visiting the bank in person because they seem to charge you $10 just for walking through the front door (like St John of God Murdoch Emergency Department, only cheaper). However, the lady on the Netbank helpline told me I had to visit the branch in person. Guess what - I didn't. Grrr. Fortunately, while I was there I got them to fix up something else they had messed up so it wasn't a completely wasted effort.
When I came out of the bank it was pissing down with rain. Whinge. I stopped for a disgusting latte, yummy biscuit and Monday's West Australian (yawn) while I waited for the rain to dry up.
Final whinge for tonight - City West train station is having some pressure cleaning. It is noisy. Even with the windows shut. I may go down to the gym and work out. Even though it's 2am.
They did do makeovers tonight on The Biggest Loser. I only caught the end of the show but that Patti chick looked H.O.T. All the blokes' dodgy facial hair was gone. That whingey Courtney guy still has a face like he's sucking on a lemon. Like he's a vagina sucking on a lemon.
I'm being my most charming self tonight.I'm trying to stay up late because I start ward cover nights again tomorrow. Although I do have some plans for tomorrow: visit phlebotomist, return unwanted Stella McCartney for Target clothes (about $500 worth), go to the post office, buy Kathy a birthday pressie, buy lots of crap for the DCR and maybe do some furniture window-shopping (as I'm feeling too lazy to carry anything home/assemble it).
Another whinge: the bank doesn't open until 9.30am! I finished work a bit late the other day and thought I'd go to the bank on the way home. I rocked up to Barrack Street CBA at 8.30am and was trying to figure out when it opened. Then my dad phoned me and informed me that banks don't open until 9.30!!! (That's not what he called me about.) My dad used to work for Commonwealth Bank so was quite defensive of the staff and the hard work they do. Which was not going down to well with me, having just come off night ward cover.
I decided to walk to West Perth CBA yesterday as it was a lovely sunny day. I try to aboid visiting the bank in person because they seem to charge you $10 just for walking through the front door (like St John of God Murdoch Emergency Department, only cheaper). However, the lady on the Netbank helpline told me I had to visit the branch in person. Guess what - I didn't. Grrr. Fortunately, while I was there I got them to fix up something else they had messed up so it wasn't a completely wasted effort.
When I came out of the bank it was pissing down with rain. Whinge. I stopped for a disgusting latte, yummy biscuit and Monday's West Australian (yawn) while I waited for the rain to dry up.
Final whinge for tonight - City West train station is having some pressure cleaning. It is noisy. Even with the windows shut. I may go down to the gym and work out. Even though it's 2am.
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