We can never go home, we no longer have one...

Another rainy day and no one to take a photo of what I wore to con myself out of the house. But I was so annoyed about not being able to post my Zooey outfit last week that I decided to prop the camera up on the front porch and use the timer. Unfortunately that then means that I am standing in front of the frosted windows and the lighting is horrible but oh well. Forgive the horrid picture.

I've had this dress for a while now, well a few months, but it's quite thick so I have been waiting for it to cool down to wear it. It has most certainly cooled down. It's actually a little too cool but I sort of forgot about it until now. So I wore it under a jacket with big retro buttons.

I always feel like a cross between a flight hostess and a vintage nurse when I wear this for some reason. I almost bought it in navy with red edging but that was a bit too Virgin Airlines for me.

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All for swinging you around

When people ask me how long I've been growing my hair I tell them 'always.' When they ask if it annoys me I tell them 'I have always had long hair, I don't know any different but yes sometimes it gets a little bit annoying.'

I was sitting here tonight thinking on this. A couple of my friends in class today were arguing that it is longer than it was when I started uni. I don't really know that this is the case, for one when I started uni I was growing out layers which made my hair look shorter and number two I got my fringe back almost two years ago. For some reason it makes my hair look longer. I think...

I don't have any of the 'good' childhood photos in my room, they are all under mum's bed, but I do have my own small collection which I looked through. I was aware that when I was really small I had shortish blond hair but I wanted to see if I could truly claim to have 'always had long hair.' I know it is certainly true of late primary school and all of highschool.

Well no, not so long.

One thing of interest that I did find though was animals. There are more photos of me with animals than without!

me and dad in Sydney

me and one of the many black cats we have had. This is Butler. Clearly I've always loved cats =]

guniea pig that I don't remember having, rabbit hutch and our collie Belle. I wish she were still alive =[
(I love my sister in the background. So cute)

my sister again looking cute in the background. Me and mum.

a lot of our family holidays catered to my love of horses.

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My baby, my darlin', I been thinking of leaving

Argh assessment time. And waaaaay too many hours at work time. I miss my blog *hugs blog*

Yesterday was cold and rainy and I think I have the beginnings of a cold. I have that kind of headache that radiates up from your neck, which for me means 'hello cold, we meet again.' 

To combat this lack of enthusiasm for going out I decided to dress like Zooey Deschanel. Sadly no photos. No one was around to photograph it and it was raining. I'll give you some photos of the lovely Zooey instead. Dressing up is one of the ways I con myself into leaving the house. This may seem weird to some people but it makes perfect sense to me. Zooey has been an inspiration of mine for a few years now. How can you not love her, she's just...adorable.

I purchased the newest She&Him album a few months back and I've yet to stop playing it. I am probably driving everyone in my house up the wall but they haven't said anything about it yet. I have it on my mp3 player and I like to play 'In the Sun' as I walk home through the park. If no one is looking I may just skip home...

I also recently purchased the 4 part series TINMAN for a serious bargain at $9 for the 2 disc edition. I love that show and she is perfect in it. I have never been the greatest fan of The Wizard of Oz for some reason but I do enjoy this take on it. If you haven't seen it, go check it out!

So it's been a bit of a Zooey week this week. Might draw a picture of her, I haven't done a drawing in far too long. Even longer if you consider that I am an art student =/ I am also thinking of making some clothes. It's nice to be inspired.

currently my favourite album

this is what I wore today. except I added a long sleeved black t-shirt under it. It is autumn after all

this is possibly my most favourite picture of her, it's currently my desktop

I love this dress. I may see how adventurous I am feeling in my sewing

She&Him

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Chickens don't has hair, but I bet they wish they did

So named by my friend Eleanor.

Yesterday was Mother's Day and my sister and I took some photos while in the park. It was a great day but we went to visit the part of my family that still lives in Sydney, where I was born. I cannot quite tell you how difficult it is for me to travel there. Not transportation wise, catch a train or have someone drive me. My problem is that I am terrified of being in cars. I've been in too many accidents. I make myself sick on the 2.5 hour drive there from stress. 110 km/ph is too fast, I don't like it and we shouldn't do it. I don't like being in cars at the best of times but freeways freak me out. Oh well.

I had to take some long and slow or short and fast shutter speed photos for photography which led to messing around and photographing the movement of my hair. Family gatherings mean I get to experiment with my pop's Canon.

Still not sure on a blog name as yet.

her head is far removed from her body =/

my sister Natalie in my glasses. She is 5 years and 1 day younger than me.

I look like a nun...

Cousin It.

whoosh. gone.

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Korkoro

I was ridiculously stressed about an assignment last week, so I didn't write much as I was trying not to procrastinate. I am having the worst semester ever at Uni. They've transferred us over to a new course and literally threw 2 3rd year courses together in the week before semester started. The assignments, and in one subject, the classes themselves, are all over the place. Its stressful and annoying and boy will I be complaining when student survey time rolls around.

Anyways in my self appointed abstinence from writing, I of course came up with many ideas for blogs. Hopefully you will be seeing a few of those soon if I am not too lazy. Number One being the decison to change the name of my blog. I figure it's going to be some time before I can create enough craft related things to earn the title I currently have. Lately an extraordinary number of people have been commenting on the length of my hair. People always do, and it's lovely, but it has been happening more and more at a rate that seems odd. I understand it in blog context, because my blog is new and comments on my hair in a fashion related blog are perfectly normal. But lately a lot of people have been saying it to me when I am out and about shopping or working or riding the bus.

Through High School I was the Long Haired Girl, I think I should rename my blog something that refelects this. Though as yet no idea what it will be. Any ideas?


In other news the Sydney Travelling Film Festival was in my town this weekend and I managed to catch 5 out of the 9 films which is pretty impressive seeing as I worked around going to work and driving 2 hours away for Mother's Day today.

I saw:
The Topp Twins: Untouchable Girls, New Zealand
The Strength of Water, New Zealand (very lovely)
The French Kissers, France
Korkoro, France (amazing)
A Prophet, France.

The standout for me was Korkoro. It is a French movie that explores the treatment of Gypsies, or rather a particular family group of Gypsies, and their treatment during WWII. I tend to find that it is not common knowledge that the Gypsies and Homosexuals and also people with disabilities suffered nearly as much as the Jewish people did at the hands of the Germans. I wonder why that is.

Korkoro is about a gypsy family and the friendships and enemies they make in a village while under 'house arrest' due to new nomadic laws during the time of war. It was touching, sad, fun, vibrant and real. It was based upon an actual group that met something of an untimely end in real life. I strongly recommend seeing it if you get the opportunity.

Pierrot the clown

This is the new skirt I bought at the markets on Saturday. Thought I might try it out today, though with the all black palette I felt a little bit like a waitress haha.

I was also ready a lot earlier than I usually am so I decided to put my hair up for once. I've been wearing my hair like this on and off again for years now. It's so exciting to see it coming into vogue! Of course, with my length, the braids wrap all the way around my head. I can't wear it too long or the weight gives me a headache.

my 13 year old cat, Poppy. I have 4 cats =D

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Happy Wizarding Independence Day!

I am pretty sure my friends are once more wishing that I had never heard of Harry Potter. They likely want to shoot me or at least gag me a couple of times a year when I once more throw myself wholeheartedly into my obsessive LOVE of Harry Potter. I don't do things like obsession by half measures.

Today is May 2nd, Wizarding Independence Day, the day 12 years ago when Harry defeated Lord Voldemort with his own rebounding Avada Kedavra spell. Sorry if I just spoiled it for you, but really by now you should have read the book. If not, and you still didn't know, I commend your friends for their restraint in not telling you.

"Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all, those who live without love. By returning, you may ensure that fewer souls are maimed, fewer families are torn apart. If that seems to you a worthy goal, then we say good bye for the present." ~ Dumbledore

"I am sorry too", said Lupin. "Sorry I will never know him...but he will know why I died and I hope he will understand. I was trying to make a world in which he could live a happier life" ~ Lupin

'I don't want anyone else to try to help. It's got to be like this. It's got to be me' ~ Harry.

This picture has no real relevance to Independence Day but I love it all the same.

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All the trees of the field will clap their hands...

Today I had a lovely day with my friend Ella. We have some great markets here that are held on the first Saturday of every month. The great thing about them is that you can only sell things that you have made yourself. It's a great source of handmade clothes, jewellery, accessories, knitted things, homewares, organic food etc.

I am now of course completely broke. I got a new cushion by the lady who made my quilt. Same fabrics and everything. I had always intended to get a couple of her cushions but I haven't been to the markets this year until now. I also got a new skirt, some stuffed owl badges, Greek almond shortbread, vegetable curry, a crocheted beanie and some small gifts for mother's day.

Today was also the cultural STOMP festival. It wasn't as good as it usually is as it got washed out quite early this morning and only a few stragglers had returned when we were there. Ella and I did however sign a petition to save some really old figs. I have already signed it before but the man said I may as well sign this one as well. Around the heart of our city (also called 'town') a lot of the streets are lined in fig trees. This of course results in cracked and raised footpaths and fig and fruit bat droppings but I see no problem with this if we are gifted with such lovely trees in return.

The council has decided that these trees are a risk and will fall on someone's head and so must be cut down. They've fenced off the street as much as they can given that it is the street that houses the main art gallery and library and erected signs and have forbidden people to park under the trees. I can see no justifiable reason why, with a little trimming and careful watching, these trees can't stay.

I will put the link to the petition here. If you stumble across this and happen to feel as I do, please sign it. I am not sure if you have to be a resident to count but what they hell, why not.

http://saveourfigs.wordpress.com/no seating or trees will whack you over the head and chase you down the street.