The end of the Year of Denim

May 1, 2010

So it’s all over, I don’t have to blog everyday, or ever again, and certainly not about denim. However there will be a few loose ends to tie up. For instance, tonight’s celebration of the End of The Year of Denim will have to have a blog, with a picture spectacular of all the double denim guests.

So that will be coming in the next couple of days. And I have to thank my flatmate JKM for constructing me this incredible cake. So delicious, so sweet, so pretty.

The cake, on the other hand, well see for yourselves…

A Jeans cake! Gorgeous!


Day 323: Thursday 18 March

March 18, 2010

Day 4: Week of Skirt, skort and dress

What is up with Sydney’s weather right now? How beautiful are the mornings? Am I starting to rant like a maniac on this topic? Do I have nothing else to talk about?

I could regale you with my drinking and eating tales over the last week, just don’t ask me how many times have eaten Vietnamese. Oh what the hell, I’m on a roll now.

I ate Vietnamese at my favourite local restaurant Hanoi Quan three times in 4 days. All of it was sensational. One night was marred by a post-eating visit to the ghastly local pub. Why doesn’t Marrickville have a decent pub? Why??

And last night, still nursing a slight hang-over from the night before I met the girls at a place I hope NEVER becomes my drinking den of choice, The Establishment.

After an expensive vodka, lime and soda we went upstairs to eat at est. on a $33 + glass of wine deal. My food was delicious but not quite enough.

So we left there and went next door and up 47 storeys to one of my favourite places in Sydney’s CBD The Summit for another cocktail.

Phew. Liver cleansing for me over the next week. I’m exhausted.

Year of Denim: Day 323

As the song goes, sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy

Top: Part 1 of my Dragstar twin set today, the distressed denim vest

Bottom: Part 2 of the twin set, Dragstar denim skirt

Accessory: Mambo two-tone denim bag full of denim bits & pieces: my denim diary, my denim wallet, my denim jeggings for yoga this evening, my denim tampon baggie


I have just read the comment that suggest I look like a school girl. At 42 (nearly 43!!) I suddenly felt like Jerri Blank from that awesome television show starring the beautiful and amazing Amy Sedaris,  Strangers With Candy. She’s an old lesbian who goes back to high school after a 20 year break…

What do you think? Am I jerri or not?

Day 319: Sunday 14 March

March 14, 2010

I have been busy since I last blogged.

In Canberra I went to CCAS  and I got lost and confused in the Museum of Australia before heading back to Sydney. The exhibition at CCAS was pretty good, taken from their emerging artists residency program from 2009. I didn’t get anything at the markets there though as I have been winding down the denim purchasing unless it’s something spectacular, and truly , there wasn’t anything spectacular.

Me and the girls fanged it back up the Hume Highway to Sydney and as soon as I got home I got straight back n the car and drove to watch the opening footy game of the season for the Newtown Jets at Henson Park.

And it was a pretty good game. Lots of tries, the Oh Errol girls were working the crowd doing vox-pops, the sausages were sizzling, the KB beer was cold and the company was witty.

Then it rained and we watched the last 5 minutes of the game from the comfort of the car. Yes! At Henson Park you can park around the edge of th oval and watch the game FROM YOUR CAR!!!

Then there was a North Sydney Bears streaker!

Then the Jets opponents, the Tigers, scored a drop goal meaning the score went to Jets 30, Tigers 31. Then the game was over.Phew I’m exhausted just writing all that.

But wait, there’s more. I rushed home to entertain a couple of friends for the John Waters tribute night at my house. After fuelling up on super delicious garlic chilli explosive Vietnamese food we settled down to watch 2 of the most… I can’t fond the words… hilarious? awful? ghastly? appalling? fantastic? revolting? films ever made: Pink Flamingos and Female Trouble.

Both starring the amazing (R.I.P) Divine, the edgy Mink Stole and the bizarre Edith Massey. After watching those films again last night, for probably the 10th time, it really struck me that Divine was an actor. Out of all the people in the film she is the only one who is acting. The rest of them shout at the camera.

So. Who wants to be famous and who wants to die for art?

In no way can I match John Waters’ vision, Divine’s beauty, Mink Stole’s anger or Edith Massey’s kookiness. So haven’t even tried…

I've got lots of trouble, female trouble, and so does Taxi

Top: Made in Australia denim vest

Bottom: Junk cut-offs

Accessory: Dark denim cap

Day 284: Sunday 7 February

February 8, 2010

Another day in this very lovely spot of Culburra, particularly if you like drizzle, rain and over cast weather.

I did however get  a surf in and some fairly serious over eating.

I have only just managed, hours after eating, to have a tiny glass of wine to help my digestion and blog writing.

I was pretty slack with the camera too, only photographing myself at around 7pm. I did however wear denim all day. I have witnesses. Honestly.

Here’s the view from where I typed the blog…

Right on Culbuura Beach. Amazing and beautiful

And here’s one of the versions of denim ensembles I wore today…

You mean me?

Top: Supre vest, yes I know, it’s getting a lot of wear, but I was traveling light

Bottom: Gap jeans, artfully weathered, now damp and sandy too

Accessory: Not visible, denim wallet, denim bag, denim hat

Day 281: Thursday 4 February

February 4, 2010

Another day, another hangover…

What is it about workmates and alcohol? They fit together like hand & glove, Steptoe & Son, Peaches & Herb, Womack & Womack.

So anyway. We went to the northside of the harbour for a meat filled booze fest. Then we went to the meat market (The Oaks) for some more booze. Then two of us went to the inner west for even more booze, and now I am quite quite seedy.

Here’s how I ate…

Sinking my fangs into ribs

I wasn’t the only rib muncher, in fact my portion was quite modest unlike some people’s….

That last rib might have tipped Tim over the edge

After all that meat eating we needed a good quality refresher towel, which the restaurant provided…

They say it cools AND dries

Which leaves me to the now. I just had some dumplings for breakfast (excellent hangover food), and now I am ready to lie around watching some dvds. What a slack mole…

Face like a cat's bum. Whoops, that's not my face that IS the cat's bum

Top: Home crafted denim vest

Bottom: JeansWest skirt

Accessory: Denim birkenstocks

Day 225: Thursday 10 December

December 10, 2009

YoD’s Gurn Week: Day 4

I’m off to Yum Cha today. However, for some foolish reason, rather than wearing the maternity jeans given to me with the statement “They are great for yum cha” I have gone for super snug fit jeans with bonus visible muffin because of a short shirt.

What a fool?!? Oh well. Maybe tight pants will halt the usual super gorge fest YoD revels in. Doubtful, but you never know.

In other news I am still furiously working on my very special Christmas light display. But shit keeps getting in the way. I’ll never get it done! Aaarrgghhh!

Pretty pre-yum-cha gurn posture

Top: VG Jeans prettily press studded ladies shirt, cos I’m a little bit cuntry and I’m a  little bit western

Bottom: Miss Sixty oh so tight shorty jeans with gut spill

Accessory: Itty bitty denim thongs

Gurn: It seems to me that I can’t gurn unless my eyes are rolled back in my head, so once again it’s zombie style. I’m calling it the Pretentious Zombie

Gurn + string art = zombie sophistication

Day 159: Monday 5 October

October 5, 2009

I’ve eaten breakfast. For the first time in days. Hurrah!

Still got some bile issues, and let’s wait and see how the food settles.

Off to work now…

Demented in denim

Demented in denim

Top: Levi’s denim jacket

Bottom: Brand new from the op-shop Paris Blue mega bell bottoms

Accessory 1: Denim shoulder bag

Accessory 2: Denim gym boots cunningly concealed by huge flares