I turned twenty five a week ago. It was cool. These tights made my legs look really pale. These new shoes!!!
I've been thinking about writing something to do with age and how different it feels, but I'm not sure. The past three years I've been twenty two in my mind, and now suddenly I'm twenty five. It felt kind of scary leading up to it, but now it feels normal. Kind of good? Twenty one year olds seem very young. I guess they always were.
Whatever, life continues, regardless of your feelings. It's good. It means you won't be stuck doing the same old shit forever. I feel like I've been in a rut, and it's taken a long time to get out, but I'm finally making progress. I feel like I've also given up on the 'this is the year everything's going to change' attitude. That's some hollywood bullshit. And it gets in the way of real life. In which things change slowly, and never by themselves.
If you make cakes, your life will be filled with cakes. How good is that?! And I don't mean that as some cheesy metaphor for the cakes of life. I mean actual delicious cakes. The ones above were made by my friends, and they were coconut cakes. The best.
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A jake ring that Oscar made for me, a My Little Pony hat I made for myself, and a vaguely Avril Lavigne-esque work outfit. Maybe I should have worn my Radiohead shirt? Har har
I really am very lucky that a) I love jewelry and b) my boyfriend is good at making jewelry.
The news of my life is as follows:
I am now the manager of Dejavu bar. My boss quit, and so I am doing his job. So far that has been both very stressful, and easy. Stressful because the idea of me managing anything seems insane, and easy because I already knew how to do most of the jobs, and so far the rest of them haven't been that hard. I'm worried that it means I won't be able to get away from work as much, but having more $$ makes things easier.
My band just finished our first residency. It was rad! All the shows bar the second one went really well. The second one was fine but it was a quiet night, and we always play better when there are people dancing. The third show was a sci-fi spectacular, and I wish I had more photos. The last one we just played really, really fast. The Lounge were super awesome to us, and we loved playing there. I highly recommend trying to get a gig there if you're a band in Melbourne. They treat their bands really well.
This is the only photo I have of the sci-fi gig, credit goes to Georgie P:
More often than I'd like, I'll be sitting and watching one of my favourite TV series, or a movie by a director I love, and all of a sudden - bam! - some racist/sexist/otherwise terrible shit occurs on screen. It really jarrs me out of the viewing experience, to be honest. I can't quite think about it in the same way. It's like when you're sitting with a group of people who you previously thought were alright peeps, and then all of a sudden one of them says, "That's so gay!" or "I was totally gypped!" and you feel that little stab through the heart like Ugh! We were fine, but now you've made me uncomfortable and I have to tell you and YOU'VE RUINED EVERYTHING.
So unfortunately, here's a couple of my favourite shows and/or things that have disappointed me recently:
Malcolm in the Middle
source: channel5.com
I recently re-watched season one of this show, which was somehow better than when I watched it originally. It might have been the adult jokes I didn't get when I was younger, or because Bryan Cranston was in it, and after obsessively watching Breaking Bad it felt like watching Walt's secret previous life. It even seemed progressive! Look, one of the recurring characters is a POC* and disabled! Unheard of!
It's also just a really funny show. Lois, the mum, was one of my new heroes. She's always putting everyone in their place. It's awesome. Up until the very last episode of the series - Water Park.
In this episode, the family decide to take a day off and go to a water park, sans Dewey who has to stay home. Rhys and Malcolm are fighting the whole time, running around and shouting at each other. So far, pretty normal. Then Lois does her 'big angry speech' about them ruining the day. Here's a quote from it:
'Do you think we're wealthy?! Wealthy people drive fancy cars. They have fresh pasta. Do we do any of those things?! No! Wealthy people can afford any of their vacations ruined, no big deal. They just pick up and go again. Your father and I worked so hard, so long. What is wrong with you two?! Are you aborigines?! Every time I turn around, I hear someone screaming and fighting. And I pray to God that's someone else's children, but it's not, it's always you!'
At this point obviously my laughter turned into shock. Did she literally just say that on the screen? After I finished the episode, I went online to re-read the script and make sure I'd heard properly. Yep, there it was. Blatant, weirdly out-of-character racism. There had never been any previous mention of her character being racist in the show, at all. Nothing. So why was this in the script?
I have no explanation whatsoever. It's bizarre. And very disappointing, from a show that won so many awards and was so good up until then.
Futurama
source: tumblr
It goes without saying that I love Futurama, and have for a very long time. Unfortunately, they've let me down. I found the first episode of season 7, 'The Bots and the Bees' really problematic. Bender has a child with a drink vending machine, and the machine takes custody of the child. All of the jokes are based on the fact that the vending machine is a bad, neglectful mother who lives in a trailer park. Which is pretty basic classism, and really unfunny stereotyping. Even more confusing, for me, is that the vending machine was voiced by Wanda Sykes, who is actually a really awesome comedian. She is also a WOC, and while I completely respect her choice to voice the character in the show, I'm disappointed that the show would ask her to do it. The implication of the character is far too in keeping with negative stereotypes of WOC for it to be an appropriate casting choice. Then again, I think this episode should just never have been written in the first place. It wasn't funny, and it was racist and classist as hell.
Bryan Cranston
Oh Bryan! I had so much respect for you. I still do, but it really was disappointing to read this:
In the midst of an otherwise awesome AMA. That said, he's raising money for an organisation that helps missing kids. But you know, someone can do a bunch of awesome stuff and still slip up. It doesn't make it better.
So that's it for now, I'm sure I'll be able to do another one of these posts very soon considering this sort of shit occurs in like every show or movie that I ever seem to watch. Anyone else have these moments when things you love let you down? I feel like I have to end this post, yet again, with this:
I'm super excited about these makeups I got from Darling Girl. This isn't a review because much better people have written in depth about their brand before, but more of a love letter to them because of how awesome they are! They gave me free samples too.
So pretty and sparkly! Which doesn't come out much in the photos. But I highly recommend their brand for sparkly, awesome, unusual colours.
One of my fav stores in Melbourne, Fashiondacci, had a sale the other week and I came away with pins and jewelry. They're quite expensive usually so I was happy to get some stuff while I could afford it. I'm now aware the pin with the writing on it is probably upside down. Classic stupid Westerner?
Edit: It means provide/lend/offer. ?? haha
And lastly, my boyfriend's old band, who have sadly broken up now, released their first video yesterday. It took about two years to make, hence the time lapse, but it's awesome nonetheless. Check it oot.
More like Get Out Of My Face Week. It's been an intense six days. I got back from Perth last Sunday, and I've been working every day since then. Today I'm going to do absolutely shit all. It's already amazing.
Beer. I love it, other people love it too. There are many different kinds of beer people. Some good, some bad. Because I work at a craft beer bar, it's not unusual for the customers to be knowledgeable about beer. Which is why it's weird that during GBW our bar has been full of people who *think* they know about beer, and are very smug about that fact. It's like dude, beer exists all the other weeks too. And we drink it all the other weeks. This is just your special week to shine.
Anyway thank god that's over. Beer nerds are great. Beer snobs are not.
I've got a bunch of photos and I'm not sure which ones to post first. I guess I'll do the premier of my other vans -
Fresh!!! Or so I like to think. This photo was taken in Perth in my parents' backyard.
I played a few new board games there and a lot of a certain new computer game, but I think I'll save all that for a games post.
If you go my work you'll see the new tip jar art that my boyfriend Oscar drew.
Aaaand I think I'll end this post with Millie. It's too sad that I only see my dogs like twice a year, so when I do I take a million photos of them. Stay tuned for more updates from my exciting life! SO EXCITING!
...is how much money I pretend I have sometimes. Like when I go to lunch with my parents to a restaurant called The Trustee. And I wear my mum's (alleged) Chanel bag.
I only have crappy phone photos because I am in Perth. I'm digging this Nars eyeshadow my mum gave me though. Also her silk paisley shirt. Maybe these things need to "disappear" into my suitcase.
I am crying tears in my soul right now because my favourite Melbourne designers, Alpha 60, are having a sale this week. Their last sample sale resulted in two of my favourite dresses that I own, and it was over a year ago. I'm probably out of Melbourne two weeks a year. I must have angered Satan somehow.
If you're in Melb tomorrow, go along and buy something for me ok?
