Posts by Kebabette
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Thanks Emma.
Contrariwise is an interesting site if you are a bit literary in inclination and like tattoos.
I got my tattoo 10 years ago, it took a lot of pondering ... I knew the words I wanted, but how to put them on me. and where? It does take a bit of rolling round in your head. it seems madness to me to brand yourself with something you've picked off a tattoo parlour wall! Or friggin brand logos.
In the end I plumped for the classic bicep locale, put my manifesto round the belt of the family crest shape, and then the lady of the lake brandishing Excalibur cos I love the Arthurian legend.
It didn't hurt a bit, more of a pleasant tingle (maybe biceps are easy?).
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I got all excited last night when I found this 80s classic on youtube
Do it again - Wall of Voodoo. What a fruity surreal number it is.Agree with Sofie on Cock and Bull Kid.
Fuck Dress "Suburban Nietzsche freak" is nutty - "God is dead so I listen to Radiohead" .... "I've got a will to power so I don't have to shower" ... I'm badly misquoting no doubt.
and revisiting Serge Gainsbourg and The Cardigans and Depeche Mode.
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You're on to it Danielle, check out American Apparel's vintage eyewear or the ones on the header. Geek chic a go go.
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I gave contacts a serious go and found that my eyes were too sensitive. I could wear them, but couldn't put them in or out.
I sympathise, I didn't like the 'poking in your eye' aspect of lenses, now I can pretty much do it with my eyes closed (ahem). My eyes flicked and I flinched so much the first time trying contacts that the (male) optometrist said "you're nearly as bad as a man".
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Oh yes this brings back memories. I wasn't discovered until I was 8 and the optometrists were amazed I'd managed till then. It explained the rather fetching wrinkled up nose that featured in so many photos of me as a little 'un - clearly I was squinting to try and bloody see anything.
Your daughter's lucky that the glasses around now are waaaay cooler. I have a history of the shitest glasses around - the Deidre Barlows, the octagonal gold ones that made me look like Dr Crippen (and we're unfortunately smashed when I was doing gymnastics).
Ironically now that I have contacts, I have the best glasses of my life - sexy little cats eye librarian frames from Groovy Glasses in Christchurch.
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There was some interesting footage of "80s John" on this Sunday's Unauthorised History of New Zealand ...
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been on the ladyhawke kick for a while thanks to my friends |The Joint and Pinacolada Records. Like her foxy Sharon O'Neill look too.
Hype Machine is my crack.
And there is just something wonderful about songs in French. Serge Gainsbourg etc but also cheesy pop like Ca plane pour moi by Plastic Bertrand. I found a post on songs in French that included the French version of Paris is burning along with various songs in French by Blonde Redhead and Girl Aloud (Can't speak french). Tasty.
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Skivvies are scarier than hoodies.
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hear hear Shep Cheyenne ... I have spent most Sunday avos this summer sitting in the sun at Pomeroys with my friends (a couple of whom live nearly on Pom's doorstep). I am not that much of a beer drinker, but now a nice Ngahere gold hits the spot. Apparently it is quite a "strong" beer (but what would I know, I'm a port drinker).
There is usually jazz playing but as we are outside we are pretty safe. When you wander it to use the facilities, you walk "through" the stage and add your "jazz hands". The people going upstairs to do sweaty yoga do add a bit of entertainment value.
The kind host also wanders around with platters of delicious warm bread with hefty slabs of cheese and pickles. And their chips are cooked in a nice garlicy oil. Yummy!
I like The Bard too, not hurt by being across the road from work. They also have a great mine host who once came round with free oysters and only two of us liked them ... meow! And The Dux, The Twisted Hop as mentioned by others.
I do reminisce about the good old days of the Christchurch Club though. Wine glasses full of port for $3. oh let joy be unbounded and my cheeks pleasingly flushed.
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I've been rewatching Fry und Laurie as "Jeeves and Wooster" - it is so damn clever. We should really bring back "What ho" as a greeting.
And I always liked Emma Thompson's quote about Hugh "He is one of those rare people who manages to be lugubriously sexy - like a well-hung eel." But for me it is Fry who is bringing sexy back.