Day 127: Thursday 3 September

September 3, 2009

Off to work today. You know what  mean, actual paid work, not art slave labour where you do it for the alleged love not the money, as I have been doing for the past few days. The art slave labour is NEARLY done, just a few bits ‘n pieces to tidy up and slop around. MAYBE then I can go for a surf.

Sometimes I think that surfing is way more pleasurable, meaningful, interesting and gives me far more thrills than art. Sometimes I wonder why do I bother making art. No, that’s not true. Mostly I wonder why I make art. Still, I keep making it.

Here’s today’s meaningful and interesting and pleasurable work-a-day outfit…

I strike a fetching pose outside Adeline, my Newcastle accommodation

I strike a fetching pose outside Adeline, my tiny Newcastle terrace accommodation right by the beach

Top: Jeans West self proclaimed ’70’s Revival denim jacket, from one of Newcastle’s fashion boutiques, Islington’s St Vinnies

Bottom: Just Jeans red stretchy denims

Accessory 1: Denim gym boots, so sweaty

Accessory 2: Denim shoulder bag

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DAY FREEKIN’ 100!!!!: Friday 7 August 2009!!!

August 7, 2009
Can you believe it? I have just completed 100 days of wearing denim: a top, a bottom and an accessory. Every day since April 30. What a fool. I have 256 days to go! Arrgghhhh.
Here are your kind suggestions as to how I should mark, celebrate, commemorate 100 days of denim…

1. Have a Double Denim Party … I cannot be arsed organising a party, buying stuff, cleaning and tidying ( before AND after) the house, buying booze, blowing up balloons etc etc. I might feel different at the 200 day mark.

2. Spend the whole day eating TOOBS … This is something I CAN achieve, especially now I have discovered Marrickville train station vending machine stocks Toobs! You must remember Toobs. They are in a denim styled pack and the have the “BBQ Tang”. The other bonus is the way they completely demolish the lining of your mouth!

3. A denim posse descending on a local- in the Ville … Unfortunately the ‘Ville’s pub’s are uniformly skanky. I choose to spend NO time in them. EVER!! For now.

Late entry…   Have a ritual bonfire burning the worst of the denim so far … The suggestor has also suggested that I burn today’s jacket because it’s “disgusting”

 

Anyway. My 100th day has been anything but easy so far. I got up and planned to do a quick repair on some enticing denim, but then the dog vomited. I clean it up, and get out the sewing machine.

She vomits again. FCUK!!! I curse and clean it up. I start to sew. FCUK!!! The machine keeps locking up. The dog vomits yet AGAIN! Triple FCUK!!

I clean it up, and got back to fiddling with the Janome. But wait… it is completely FCUKED!!

Curses!!  I move to Plan B for my 100th day of denim. Off to the bedroom I go to choose another outfit. Oh no. The dog has vomited in the bedroom. I could weep.

Finally I get to take my photo, but it’s not quite as good as I hoped. It does, however, feature something quite special…

Butt plug + stone wash bat wings = special

Red ceramic butt plug + stone wash bat wings = special

Top: Here it is, the most sumptuous piece of stone washing I have seen since 1984, Network brand denim stone washed, bat winged, over sized shoulders, suit style lapelled jacket, courtesy of my Southern Highlands fashion advisor, SL

Bottom: Not my original choice, Industrie dark ‘n skinny denims

Accessory 1: Brand new, and of course I’ve bought them a size too small, denim gym boots. FCUK!

Accessory 2: FCUK denim bag, a kind and generous donation from an old acquaintance, HMc

Word has it that today is Jeans for Genes day. Strange serendipity. I guess I should make a donation somewhere to validate all my denim wearing. And I still have no plans for tonight on marking this momentous occasion. I await more suggestions. Otherwise I might get into some real trouble, especially in THAT jacket…


Day 85: Thursday 23 July

July 23, 2009

Yesterday’s lady denim wear is today turned on it’s head for a more street smarts casual look, with possibly a little more muffin than the kiddies would like to see. But what to do? Lose weight? Buy bigger clothes? Seems a bit extreme to me. Although I am a little concerned that at work today there will be a little more crack action than is probably appropriate, and i don’t mean the drug. So here I am, muffin ‘n all.

The frequently requested (by 1 person) back & front view with string art

The frequently requested (by 1 person) back & front view with string art

Top: Brand new op-shop purchase Ladahk pin striped collarless denim jacket. It screams Now! Now! Now!

Bottom: Another brnd new charity shop buy, ‘Made for Sportsgirl’ denim capri-like so tight I can barely sit, zips-up-the-ankle jeans. They have bonus dark denim insets

Accessory 1: Never before seen here denim slip-on sneakers. Not sure how easy they are to walk in. I’ll let you all know later

Accessory 2: Denim shoulder bag, just hidden by arm, but used frequently by me

Here are those sneakers…

Super casual end to a super casual look

Super casual end to a super casual look