I poo in blue

August 1, 2010

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….


The gifts keep coming

May 13, 2010

The Year of Denim is now nearly 2 weeks in the past and sometimes it feels like it never happened at all, apart from the small matter of my daily struggle to NOT wear 3 pieces of denim.

And then something special happens, like today for instance.

A friend from many years ago and I have recently become reacquainted. She said to me a number of times “I have something very special to give you for the Year of Denim”.

I assumed it was some amazing denim wearable thing. But no! It is something way more incredible than that.

It’s this…

Year of Denim: Blue Jean baby

Blue Jean baby definitely make her blue jeans talk, but what are they saying?

Can you believe it? I can’t. It’s incredible! It’s handcrafted denim suit for one of those freaky dolls that drink and wee!

Check out the rear view. It’s almost sexy…

Baby Blue Jean is a little on the gimpy side from behind

Oh yeah! Baby Gimp strapped into a denim playsuit!

Helen McLean you are a true artist. How you could doubt it I do not know!

So even though YoD is over,  denim goes on and on and on…


Post Denim Party picture fest

May 2, 2010

Wow.

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…

Year of Denim cakes, after the party

This is what the cakes looked like today

Once again, I thank you all for your hard work eating and drinking etc last night. And FYI FiGi is a party ANIMAL!!!!


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 366: Thurday 29 April

April 29, 2010

YoD Picture Special


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…


Day 338: Good Friday 2 April

April 2, 2010

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.

Year of Denim

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

Accessory 2: Denim birkies. Comfy


Day 332: Saturday 27 March

March 27, 2010

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