Oh the suspense

Sandra Suy

Soft + Shadows + Sullen + Sensual

In and Out

In and Out.
In and Out.
Lying awake on a Wednesday pint night.
It didn't work out,
it never works out.
Will it work out.
They're out and about.

Cravings abound,
lost and found.
T i c k i n g time bomb shrouded in sound.

Mud of the moon,
fibre for the loins,
for the mind
for the dollar.

Rising and falling.
Falling.
Fallen.
Crashen.
Gone.

In and out.
In and out.

Jellicoe Crescent

At Jellicoe Crescent sat wee Marie,
meeting Nairn and School.
"Hoo Roo" she called to the whispering dogs,
growls and puddles of grule.

Get out the clippers

I'm going to get my hair cut/shaved like this.

Photos from Neon Sleep.

Oliver of the Sky

My friend Oliver was involved in a wee fashion collaboration. This is the fruits of his efforts.

Whhhyyy?

Random facts are the specialist generalists key to success.

Always judge a book by its cover

Granite and Glass

Granite and Glass,
Opaque as night yet sheer surprise,
standing right before your farmhill eyes.
Blaze right through me, gaze beyond me.

Floating just within plain view,
sleep filled eyes
all fuzzy and blurred.

Edges so clean, so cold to touch,
standing before you.
Sheer surprise.

Motion. Stop.

Creation, destruction.

Asymmetrical palette

Leather and Down.

Unsuspecting comrades in arms
standing on the front line.
Leather and Down.
Looking for an exit
for a rest,
waiting for the stop.
Private seated.
New recruit.
He lied to get in but now he's here
and he's more street smart than most.

Wenere

I think I'm missing my days of longer hair and my currently misplaced favourite chain necklace.

Weather forecast

I just read about this new super group called The Dead Weather. It's somewhat of a pick'n'mix of rockers consisting of Jack White of obvious musical projects as The White Stripes and the Raconteurs, Alison Mosshart from the Kills (who are playing on Wednesday in Wellington, oh how I wish I was going), Jack Lawrence, the bassist from the Raconteurs, and Dean Fertitta, the Queens Of The Stone Age guitarist.

You can listen to their single 'Hang you from the Heavens' here:

http://hypem.com/artist/the+dead+weather

Alison's gritty, swaying vocals, the off kilter drum beat, and the droning guitar riffs make it a great listen for a day when you want all is to be submerged in gritty goodness.

Indeed

I love this new Lily Allen song, 'Not fair'.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3VSJwWP8NqI

On the surface it seems to be sweet and innocent but when you really listen to the lyrics its far more interesting than I could ever had realised. It reminds me a little of the way Jenny Lewis works within Rilo Kiley. I also quite like the photo of her on the most recent issue of Pulp.



It makes me want to do three things:

1. Thief back my 30 strong nail polish collection I gifted to a young friend during my later teen years during a spontaneous spring clean and reinvention of my self. This just reinforces the necessity of my hoarding ways in that I really do use things years later. Just like the emergency wrapping paper collection will come in handy one of these birthdays . . .

2. Get a blunt fringe again and get my GHD on.

3. Arm my wrists in a similar magpie obsessive manner.




Y xo

The benefit of Sprouts

Love thee long time I do the Sprout bags. These things are not only eco friendly, being made of organic cotton grown and sewn in India, they are terribly stylish and have the cutest designs from homegrown New Zealand designers. I went to the seconds sale a few years ago and managed to buy them out of a few of their designs as they make the best presents.

My beautiful Felicity reminded me of their existence today when she walked in with this one.



I'm also in love with these two.






http://www.ooid.co.nz/

Y xo