Posts by Robyn Gallagher
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I also remember the art deco buildings that were demolished pre-art deco mania and I wonder if they regret it or have simply erased such foolishness from their memories.
It's very easy to demolish a building of a style that's current unfashionable. It's usually stuff that's between 30 and 60 years old - it's not new enough to still be valuable, but not old enough to be considered worth preserving on historical grounds.
Decades later the regret, the "what were they thinking" comes.
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This is a little bit sad, but when I was 11, I realised that I was so rubbish at remembering people's names that I decided to give up calling people by their name.
So now I have many conversations like this:
Person: Hi, Robyn!
Me: Hi. -
I'm rubbish with remembering names and faces too! It's been especially bad since I've moved to Wellington and have met heaps of new people. Then I've had moments where I'm wondering why I haven't been introduced to someone, only to discover we've already met.
I got thinking about this when someone asked me why there weren't many people in my Flickr photos. It's not that I go out of the way to avoid photographing people, but somehow I find objects and things more interesting to look at than random people. Hmmm...
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When people ask me if I have any tattoos, I always say I have a devilwoman straddling an eight-ball on my ass (not arse). I wonder now if perhaps I should just go ahead and get it done.
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Once I tried wearing a nice pair of high-heeled lady shoes. My big toe ended up turning bruised and black and the nail fell off.
This seemed rather unladylike.
But I do have troublesome feet (high arch, short, wide). I'm lucky if I can find a pair that fit and look good.
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I'm going to work on some Dorothea Lange Migrant Mother chic.
"Oh, look! I've been working all day in the pea fields so I can feed my childs. But look at the attractive frock I'm wearing!"
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A shoeless friend picked me up from Auckland airport yesterday. It made me smile.
I recently read an article about a new movement of shoelessness. there's the idea that shoes stop the foot from naturally flexing as we walk, which can cause various problems with feet, legs, spine. While in the past, people with foot problems were advised to wear super padded shoes, now it's suggested they go shoeless.
Also, the Society for Barefoot Living!
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I like to think that in 40 years time, some guy is going to talk about how, at the age of 8, Janet Jackson's Superbowl nip slip was the very first time he had seen a naked lady's tittie and the day he decided he wanted to be a [thing wot he is very famous and successful for in 2048].
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Recently I overheard a man in a cafe saying to another man, "Headmaster told me I'd never amount to anything. But look at me now - I own my own home and three investments properties, one on the Gold Coast."
It seems to me that so many people who had awful teachers who told them they were shit have gone on to deliberately defy their teacher's prediction and made something good of their lives.
Perhaps if I'd had an arsehole teacher in high school, I too could have an investment property on the Gold Coast.
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I'm on set at the moment, just about to do a rehearsal. Damian's going well.
Oh, I might come down and say hello.