Thanks to the reader of YoD who pointed out this rather strange ad for Huggies. Really, it is most disturbing. From the adults ‘checking out’ the toddler to the very special lyrics, which include the title of this post “I poo in blue” (or is it that Americanism poop?) and “My diaper is full of chic”.
It’s a disturbing piece of poopie/ borderline pedo propaganda…
So whaddya think?
Will you be dressing your kids in the special edition denim diaper? Or yourself for that matter….
Thanks for coming to my end of the Year of Denim Party. You all looked amazing, filling my house to over flowing with denim.
I got up this morning (shattered) to find every surface smeared with either bright blue icing or blue curacao. Everything sticky, and food EVERYWHERE! So much food! Too much food. Cakes all over the place everywhere, denim climbing the walls, bottles strewn around the place (inside and out) and me feeling not right. At all.
But what a night! I had a great time all because of YOU!
Special thanks to Schappylle Scragg for bringing her beautiful self all the way from Smellbourne (her word not mine).
Don’t think I am capable of writing much more today. On to the party picture fest…
This is what the cakes looked like today
Happy birthday to me!
And a cake for the party
This is what the cakes looked like today
Schappylle Scragg with savage pitbull Taxi
Scragg & Jek in matching jeggings
Girls do double denim… It’s all about the eyebrows
Scragg shows off her new blue lipstick. No, that’s blue lips from drinkng Blue Lagoons
Media slaves double denim show down
Lakie’s new look + bonus package is really working for him
Lakie’s big package
Vulnerable pose on the shag
Kate Moss? No, it’s art glamour girl Elizabeth Pulie
A mess of arty types denim style
These cats prove smoking is cool
Pensive Pip poses perfectly
Love and other bruises
RPulie with one hand in my pocket and so LA’s
Manager of Milperra Waters enjoying his success
Pose off denim style, Mark vs Corrine
Upside down Raito’s turning me
Sweet-as denim clad girl hug
MarkS gets to grips with his girls. Literally… can’t you see how hard he is squeezing them?
Scragg does a taste test on RaqO
Sragg goes sniff test on RaqO
No idea what’s going on here, or why
Loving couple share a special moment
PeteNel feeling TeePee’s love… and it’s not soft
Biloela’s finest shows us what he’s made of
Sweethearts giving pussy a squeeze
Jane in her native attire of denim
KiwiVuv is the toughest! And the roughest! And the hottest!
Exs giving the cold denim shoulder
Dad shows of his special party t-shirt
Ant & Bex keep the love burning denim style
S & T eat some party snacks. No wait, that’s poo
Polynesian Princesses go head to head
” Why am I holding a turd? What kind of party is this?” thinks TP quietly to herself
The King of The ‘Ville with his bride
Grumpa shows the correct way to wear doube denim
Hutcho gets to grips with my mum
Something funny goin’ on… is poo coming out or being inserted?
Big pants dance off
Six struggle to get into Sarah’s pants
The battle in Sarah’s pants
Local hoodlums gate-crashed my party
They not only brought piles of food, they brought loads of style too
Glen angry, Vince frotting
I cut the cake whilst tasting
Scragg gropes me + a lemon
Battle of the belly n boob bulges
As you can see by my expression the cake icing is yummy
Rock gods feeling the passion
One two kick, sorry about your nuts Paul
Paul plays with his little choo choo train
Josie’s incredible edible denim pockets
Glen poses with his lovely new handbag
Ps, I love you, you are such a model!
The Guru tastes Josie’s denim pocket
Peter seems strangely worried by Shal’s fervent attentions
Another cake, Thanks Beavis
Shal thinks she can dance
Shall channels FlashDance convincingly
Shal takes Peter’s head off mid routine
The Guru models the pants EVERYONE wanted to get into
I cut some more cake
I eat some more icing very sensually
FiGi & Biloela bringin’ mega attitude
Chesty JP resplendent in Leisuremaster
The pile of denim in my room. Yikes
AnneK gets right into the pocket
Once again, I thank you all for your hard work eating and drinking etc last night. And FYI FiGi is a party ANIMAL!!!!
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…
I’m back from the beach (glorious) and ready to up-date the second last day of the Year of Denim.
I have decided to wear all those clothes I DIDN’T wear through the year for various reasons. So here we go…
Baby beach hat + skirt. Why did I never wear these? Don't know, although the hat makes me look like a pinhead
I was hopeful when I bought these long legged, high waisted 70s jeans
They fit like a dream except in one crucial area...
I can't get close to doing them up
I have no idea why I never wore these super comfy high waisted, pleated, narrow ankled jeans. They are lovely and flattering
These jeans never made it into daily useage on YoD. I think the animal print details might have had something to do with that
Shirt over sized, white denim quite under sized
Cute cap but super hot, too tight shirt, way too big Fletcher Jeans all add up to quite a combination
Yowsah! Cute shorty black dungarees. Nothing wrong with these! Or is there...
Nothing wrong except a severe case of camel toe
Mum found this nice denim detailed jumper... in the middle of summer and even now it's still too hot to wear
And this is what I am wearing out and about today
Top: JeansWest lightweight denim jacket, pretend old style
Bottom: JJ’s jeans, shows off my package nicely
Accessories: Some items that never made it onto the blog cos’ I forgot to photograph them. On the right I am holding a gigantic denim print pencil case. Thanks Mum. And on the left is a lovely address book/pen/key ring gift set courtesy of AK. And o my head is that tiny beach hat gifted by my Auntie Cath
Early blog entry…
I CANNOT believe what a snobby place Sydney is.
I went to 4 bars last night, yes FOUR! And not a single one of them would or COULD serve me a blue cocktail of ANY description. One bar tender was down right hostile when I asked if I could have a blue drink.
So there has been, nor will there be, any blue cocktail taste test prior to Saturday night’s celebration of the end of The Year of Denim. In the poll so far its neck and neck between the non blue Bosom Caresser and the most definitely blue Blue Margarita.
So I’m putting the poll in again…. vote for the blue cocktail I should serve on Saturday night…
And I am not putting up a picture just yet as I have a sort of mini extravaganza of sorts planned for later on today. So stay tuned…
What a great Friday it has turned into here on my final full day in Hat Head. It’s also EXACTLY 4 weeks until the End of the Year of Denim.
This morning I got up, walked the dog and checked the surf. The sun is shining, but a small southerly wind is blowing keeping things cool. I ate breakfast, read for a bit. Then I hit the surf. And had a fantastic surf in perfect conditions for me. Lots of waves, a bit big but not too big, the water must be 23 degrees here, like a bath.
I had been surfing for at least an hour when there was a huge splash and a dolphin leapt into the air about 50m from where I was. A dolphin! After Wednesday’s rainbow it’s all a bit much!
After the life affirming dolphin/ surfing experience PN and I wandered down to the creek for a snorkel. Amazing clarity today, heaps of marine life, but none of the big ticket flashy types like turtles or rock cod. But it was lovely and I loved it and I can’t believe tomorrow morning I have to head back to Sydney.
Poised artfully and denimfully on Ammaboolah's balcony
Top/ Bottom combo: Denim playsuit last worn in Noosa in June last year, and doesn’t it show off my tan line to excellent effect?
Accessory 1: Glittery denim hat with the brim folded trilby style
The holiday blog offerings are getting later and later, but not more and more exciting. It’s almost as if I am having a holiday from YoD. However I have been doing full the battery recharge meaning I have been doing very little.
I managed to get down to the Bowling Club last night to watch most of the footy. And this morning in micro conditions I managed to go for a surf. I have also managed a daily afternoon nap, several daily swims and not much attention paid to YoD.
I haven’t been on any walks. I have been on one short arse wrenching bike ride. I have drunk some beer and some wine each day.
You would think with the Year of Denim rushing to a halt in a month that I would be all business. Organising some kind of end of YoD event, contacting people to put a date in their diaries. Somehow this holiday has drained any sense of urgency out of me.
Who knows? Maybe I’ll get all fired up or maybe YoD will peter out without even a whimper, a murmer, or a party.
Me post nap, Taxi still out, Buster waiting for the action
Top: Ivy chambre vest
Bottom: Looking at this photo you may think something is strange with my crotch. There’s nothing wrong with my crotch, however these One Teaspoon pooh catcher pants are very droopy downstairs
Accessory: Next to my hand lies the hat I wore to the beach. I also took a denim bag. Honestly