Autopsy Jude

Where the pretty girls are

Going with the yesterday's theme of stories, I came across this mindblowing photoshoot featuring Sasha Pivovarova. I love how many of the photos tell a very lengthy story and the fact that you when you look at all the photos as a set, it anchors all the different stories told by the idividual phots down. Not just some anecdote of this woman wearing some expensive clothes while standing in a busy street reiterated in every single photo in the shoot.

The last two remind me of Where the Wild Things are. SO PRETTY.

Magazine: Vogue Paris November 2010
Title: Un dimanche à la campagne
Model: Sasha Pivovarova
Photographer: Mikael Jansson

I've put my favourite ones up here because I don't like the rest that much, and also, one of the photos makes the small girl look like she has an enormously large head.

Of course, I won't leave without linking to the rest of the shoot!

You can view all of the photos at here at Faking Fashion,

Labels: Fashion, Woolgatherings

Stories ain't for babies.

I like stories, especially childrens stories, where there is so much more leeway for the imagination to run wild. Also, I don't have to concentrate on all the details shoved at me like Lord of the Rings (I know LOTR is this amazing book, and obviously I'm the only loser who can't get past the first page without getting distracted....)

One of my favourite stories of all time is the Abhorsen Trilogies by Garth Nix. Also, pretty much everything by Garth Nix. Yes, this book can be found in the Young Adult section. I blame it on being so close to the overly accessible libraries in Singapore throughout my 10th to 16th years of age. I can safely say I've read 50% of the books in the childrens and young adults section (back in the day) before I discovered the marvel,DC comics, photography and design section. I wish I hadn't because I want to conquer both of them. Would be hard though. Its so big.

Anyways, the reason why I started talking about stories is beacause my grand dad told me a funny story he picked out from way back when the trains were ala-hogwarts-express(I think metro should bring these back. yes?) , where there were individual seat booths and luggage racks above your head.

I will try to tell the story to the best of my memory, so I don't tell the wrong story...

My grand dad was on one of those old school trains from Bently to what is now RMIT for uni classes, as we do now, and he found himself sitting across a very beautiful dark haired (I think?) girl. Being around about my age, my grand dad admired her beauty her for most of the journey, swooning over her, thinking about how pretty she was and appreciating the fact that she took time to make herself up, and things a young male adult usually does, until the girl turned to her friend beside here and said, very uncouthly, " YER GAWIN TA DA FUTTY TIS SATURDEY???"

Andmy grand dad was like:

WUT

So that was the story, but I was sold the second he told me about the old trains. Not sure why designs/images of 30s-60s appeal to me so much.

Labels: Woolgatherings

Photo Slice: Matt has come of age

Yes, so, this happened 20 days ago but I procrastinated too much to put it up nice and timely, but nevertheless, here it is,

On the 2nd of October, we threw a surprise 21st birthday party for Matt because he was too lazy to organise a proper birthday party for himself. Even though before we walked into the pub were the surprise horde was kept, he said , "Thank you for the surprise party." I think he still enjoyed it.

I am extremely thankful for the people who helped organised it and who came (and stayed till the next day for more partying -pizza and card games)

I'd just like to point out that he got heaps for his 21st! I'm jealous, even though I don't need a 42" LCD TV, or an xbox, or a guitar. I do however need shoes.

I've already said this, and its 20 days late, but no one really gave a speech because I am such a bad event planner;

Happy Birthday Matt. Hope you had a good one! It better have been! (just kidding!) So you're 21 years and 20 days old. Can you feel the doubly exponentially (not sure if this exists) increase in responsibilities all coming at you? Okay. I think you feel old enough as it is so I won't rub it in.

But you know what comes good with the number 21? Other than a TV and reason to play brutal, games on Xbox without anyone telling you to stop, is the fact that you can pretty much do whatever you want! You can travel around the world, or become the rich etc etc. Eat as much food you want while staying thin or go hang out with Paul Gilbert or Anthony Kedis. Don't ask me how though, thats for you to find out.

Anyways, this is my first (and probably only) 21st speech-like thing I'll ever give in my life so... I think I'm meant to shower you with praise and flatter you and feed your ego like... right now.

Thanks Matt, for allowing me to be the weirdest person on earth when I feel like it, and for taking care of me and coming to see me in Mt Waverley even though you live far away. You have been the responsible one between both of us and you always help me keep my head above water; without you I probably would have been washed away by the current. Thanks for encouraging me and telling me stuff like I shouldn't wear the same clothes 3 days in a row, thanks for always buying me little things like food and chocolate when I'm hungry, and magazines when I want to read them.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROOO

(P.S. Matt, ask me for the rest cause its too much to type down. I will be like... the great wall of text)

So yeah. My first and only 21st speech is done, 20 days later and over the internet. Hah. I'm revolutionary. (I wish)

Labels: Photo slice, Woolgatherings

The Good Stuff: 70s Fonts on 70s books

The good thing about Matt being a student of Music is that he has reason to borrow all them old ass books from the music library. Learing and listening to all that pretty music is also a plus of course.

He borrowed one that was about Igor Stravinsky, some famous musician (haha), and the book cover features a font that is so amazing.

I'm not sure why there isn't a sleeve for this book, though it seems like there was one, once upon a time (a quick google search didn't reveal anything interesting :( )

I love how the tail of the 'y' of 'Stravinsky' goes down (lolwut, due to lack of technical lingo, this is probably a very bad description) and how this font still can be used today without being tacky. (I'm looking at you, Comic Sans)

Ahhh the 70s had quite the portfolio.

Oh! Fun fact: Igor Stravinsky apparantly dated Coco Chanel. He must have been pretty cool after all. He was also apparantly mates with Pablo Picasso and must have been one of them hipster kids back in the day.

If any of you had any idea what font this is, it would be great if you let me know!!

Labels: Design, The good stuff

Annoyed

There is something wrong with my comments box thingo..... ugh.

Labels: Rant

Expensive Old School.

When I was younger, I wondered why many people would buy exuberantly overpriced knitwear what were meant to be for women who left their fashion sense back in the 80s and early 90s. Or for women who couldn't wear tight fitting clothes due to the wrath of time and poor diet.

Of course, I was living in Singapore and this was the early 00s. Naturally, like every other trend, it cycles between extremes and with Prada (not-so-recently) coming out with beautiful cable knit socks and sweaters that tie in pretty closely to my definition of pleasing to the eye. I'm very attracted to the belted sweater. Unfortunately, winter in Melbourne is over! RAR!

Prada fall/winter 2010

Anyways, so I decided tp knit a pretty skirt from a pattern that probably looks better in my head than what it probably will turn out to be. Obviously it was much harder and tedious than I thought. You have to worry about the even-ness of the knit and tension and other stuff that I don't even know about. It has since turned into a disfigured scarf. I've spent about a week on it and I'm not even a 10th of a proper scarf way through.

No wonder knitwear is so expensive. :(

Labels: Fashion, Woolgatherings

Super random. but good.

Good news gaiz! I finally got a job! (Wow I sound like such a loser for only getting a job 3 years after I came here)

The Colour Lab Store and cafe offered me a job and I turned up today to help set up the very very new store. The atmosphere was really good and everyone is super friendly and I actually didn't want to leave. (Way too eager)

Its such a good feeling when you get your first paycheck, you feel so accomplished!(Naturally!) Anddd the weather was extremely beautiful, so I celebrated with a nice dinner with Matt.

Its kinda lame that I'm actually blogging about this but I am super excited. Since it is my first actual job here. I'm too inept to get one earlier.

Also, omg. I love the products that they are selling because they are in such nice packaging. Some of them are really quite brillant. We were all raving about an iced tea bottle with the most eyecatching look to it, but I can't seem to find a photo of it on google. :O maybe they're design isn't working after all! But it looked really good though.

Labels: Weather, Woolgatherings

Furries

I think the reason why I like fur and furry things in general as long as they are not too fake looking, is because I've always wanted to be a silky furry animal, with tiny paws and a bushy tail. Also, I like animals, live animals, dead animals, dismembered animals but definitely not tortured animals :(

But I'm definetly not a Furry, even though I've seen some really amazing workmanship and craft done on Furry costumes.

www.beastcub.com

Anyways, I'm still debating weather its okay to buy fur off ebay. I really want some more. Like, a lot.

Am I weird? I think my sister is worse than me.

Labels: Rant, Woolgatherings

PSS WEBSITE!!

So admittedly, I haven't been posting as much as I should be, but its because I have a legit reason.

Other than being away at placement(clickhere!), I have also been helping out the Pharmaceutical Science Society at school.

Last night, the people at PSS organised a brilliant event for the supervisors of the placement, and there was heaps of good food and drinks. And music!

Joel and Sandra and Matt were invited to play and daymn did they get compliments! Plus, it was good cause it meant I had a ride home. And I knew the cool band so I was cool by association.

But best of all, they finally got to reveal the (still somewhat empty) website that I've had a grean opportunity design and make for them. It was like.. a grand opening, and I got a JB-HiFi gift card!!

www.pss-parkville.blogspot.com

I had heaps of fun doing this, so here it is! No posts as of yet cause nothing's really happend! Except for that event. aha

And soooooonnnnn.... I'll put more photos up!

Labels: Web Design, Woolgatherings

Amplification of Smell

I've never actually appreciated flowers in the garden (or any Botanicals in general) to an obsessive level until this spring.

In the tiny, overgrown backyard of the Florence (Matt's house) a beautiful screen of tiny pink flowers overflow from the the shared fence. I don't think I noticed it last spring, I don't even think the bush (hedge?) flowered. Cause if it did, I would have known.

In the past two days, when I've sat in the dining room while the beautiful spring sun was out, the loveliest floral smell wafted in through the fly wire.

Its so strong it gets a bit overwhelming sometimes, but boy, that smell is heavenly. I wish I could somehow attach a smell on the post like I can with picture and music, because (sadly,) I never knew flowers actually did smell this nice.

Sure there are heaps of idioms, proverbs and all that jazz about flowers peppering the English language, but coming from Singapore where we didn't have backyards with bushes COATED with sweet smelling gardens, and the closest I've ever been to a lot of flowers all at once was from a bouquet my mom got from work. Even then, the flowers just smelt like... well, leaves.

Even though Singapore is the 'Garden City' and Victoria is the 'Garden State' I some how managed to live 20 years of my life not believing flowers could produce fragrance of such amplitude.

I guess sometimes, we really do need to slow down and smell the flowers. At least, I should go out of my way to smell more of them, because damn it smells good.

P.S someone should make a perfume of this scent

P.P.S I don't even know what flower this is.

P.P.P.S How lame is it that I'm blogging about flowers. I'm like an old woman. ;O

Labels: Woolgatherings

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Autopsy Jude is a student by day, cool-as cyborg leopard by night, and a camera wielder by every other time. Summoned from Melbourne, Australia, this 22 year old social fail is increasingly worried about growing up. autopsyjude@yahoo.com

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Wednesday, October 27, 2010 at 9:17 PM

Where the pretty girls are

Stories ain't for babies.

Saturday, October 23, 2010 at 5:11 PM

Photo Slice: Matt has come of age

Wednesday, October 20, 2010 at 3:18 PM

The Good Stuff: 70s Fonts on 70s books

Sunday, October 17, 2010 at 10:34 PM

Annoyed

Tuesday, October 12, 2010 at 7:44 PM

Expensive Old School.

Saturday, October 9, 2010 at 8:32 PM

Super random. but good.

Friday, October 8, 2010 at 9:47 PM

Furries

Wednesday, October 6, 2010 at 8:28 PM

PSS WEBSITE!!

Sunday, October 3, 2010 at 7:30 PM

Amplification of Smell

Autopsy Jude is a student by day, cool-as cyborg leopard by night, and a camera wielder by every other time.
Summoned from Melbourne, Australia, this 22 year old social fail is increasingly worried about growing up.
autopsyjude@yahoo.com