Showing posts with label wellington. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wellington. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

You should want this.


Otherwise known as I want this and actually please don't buy it because I'm worried that then there will be none left for me; this regular feature is where I use my superior interior decoration skills to make you covet things you don't need. 

I can't pinpoint when it hit but but suddenly my careful budgeting for clothes has gone out the window as Home Decor of all things has become an obsession. I mean, I'm getting seriously excited about sheets and throw pillows. Throw Pillows. Is this what adulthood looks like? A bunch of beautiful furniture spilling out of your tiny one bedroom place? That still, for god knows what reason, cost you your life savings? Or is it just me being the materialistic bitch I always have been and pretending I'm not by throwing my hands up and screaming “I'm just a creative, you know? I'm so wildly aesthetic- I can't control it!”?


So in this weeks edition of things I shouldn't be spending money on because nice shelving and comme des garcons dresses are not going to keep me warm when I'm old and can no longer moonlight as a waitress, we'll be looking at lighting. Specifically this lamp from ikoiko (available online or in store at blah blah blah Cuba St, K Road...).



I don't know the average price of a lamp but I'm sure you can get one for less than this one costs at Briscoes. That would be a failure on you behalf, but I'm not going to judge. Some people were born to do accounts and follow politics and some people were born to spend too much money on a lamps. It looks like your crafty neighbour could knock it out in his shed for no money whatsoever. That's what I like about this sort of industrial chic. It looks like maybe, if the carpentry genes of my forefathers had appeared anywhere in my psyche, I could make something just as fabulous as this but given that it already exists I don't need to. I'm sure there's a moral point there about supply and demand and the degredation of society but I suspect your brain will be as good if not better than mine at phrasing it. 

Ciao,
M

Monday, April 7, 2014

Style Watch: Prime Minister edition.

 With fewer and fewer women being at the head of Government (and why should they be? After all 'it would be folly to expect that women will ever dominate or even approach equal representation in a large number of areas ... because their aptitudes, abilities and interests are different for physiological reasons'.) I'm running out of ways to discuss their style and assess whether they have achieved the correct level of stress to look their hottest. Thus, as progress dictates; we must crash through the glass ceiling and begin to examine our politicians style in spite of their genetalia. And so, withough further discussion, let us commence with todays Style Watch.  

They're both your typical antipodean Prime Ministers; recceding hairlines, mildly (or not so mildly) racist views, daughters (so they can't be sexist!). We know how their politics work but are we engaging with the real issues?  Tony vs John- which PM is in the running for Minister of Style?




                    MAKING A SPEECH



I'm not going to deny you this one, Australia. Abbott's tie is clearly the snazzier of the two. Diagonal stripes as all politicians should know suggests taking a stand on something without ruling out the publics plebby point of view.  However, John's ubiquitous navy suit and his causal stance mark him out as a true man of the people- something Tony is really struggling to achieve, as pictured.

HAWT? Or NAWT?
Tony-: 7/10 You can't deny the style here. The suit in classic black commands attention and the props department deserve a round of applause for their use of the Australian flag.Patriotisim never goes out of style. HAWT

John- 5.5/10 There's nothing wrong with a suit and tie for making a speech, John Boy, but next time call a tailor in, hey? And consider a tie that isn't a blend of red and blue. Sends a weird message. NAWT















COOKING (an important skill for PMs)



Side bar for a second... this is actually the first pircture that comes up of John Key when you search for John Key casual. I think thats makes quite a salient point about the everyday lives of New Zealander's but I'm too lazy to phrase it wittily, dearest friends, so feel free to add your own satire in the comments.

Anyway hands down John has this in the bag. The man not only looks better, but he's cooking like a real kiwi bloke cooks. Abbott  hasn't even bothered to wear the correct    uniform. I know people who'd      be getting verbal warnings for that.

HAWT or NAWT?
Tony- 4/10 It seems like underneath the suit he's just a blue shirt and ears. A tie or a watch migth distract from his problem areas- things to consider! NAWT

John- 7.2/10 Nothing makes you look quite as working class as having a beer while Prince William cooks you a steak. HAWT




















CHILLIN OUT MAXIN RELAXIN ALL COOL.


Here Key demonstarates a vertical plank, as I vivdly remember from the headline when this story broke memes ago in 2013. I am so disgusted by the idea of this I'm giving it to Abbott regardless.

HAWT OT NAWT?
Tony- 10/10 Whoar. Top ten sexiest politicians of 2014? I'll file a complaint if Abbott dont win. HAWT

John - Not yet Rated. I'm still grumpy that this made the papers and even grumpier that I'm covering it now. I've become part of the problem.


























THE 'O' FACE




 I'm not going to rate this. Politicians making these faces publicly is juvenile and inappropriate. How do they expect us to take them seriously if they insist on bringing sex into politics? I'm diappointed in both PMs here.

 











Ciao,
M

PS Not one of the above images is mine. You can find them all on this handy site.





Mission Statement

Behind every successful business is a bloody excellent Mission Statement. This we know to be true; and so I ask you, dear reader, what earthly point would there be in starting a makeup and style blog for the intelligent pleb living in Wellington withought my very own?

This exists to satircally and sartorially enhance the depressing lives of those living in our bleak period of History, stuggling with the daily battle of existential thought vs practicality. The camera work will be below par, the writing sub standard, the language barely decent and the reviews limited by my pitiful salary.

Ciao,
M.