The good ol' days

Now she looks like she is having some fun

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I love these photos. The dresses and makeup inspire me. Women in those days seem so regal and elegant compared to the women of today. I feel like we should bring back the quality and beauty of vintage clothes. I want to start wearing gloves and hats again and doing my hair and makeup. There don't seem to be any sirens of the silver screen today. Sure there are beautiful women but they don't have the same feel and magnificence as the older ones. In those days apperance was vital. Hair was always done nicely, people wore hats and gloves and took summer vacations without relying on a mobile to catch up. There was actually conversation and interaction. Something that I am beginning to think is becoming increasingly rare. In modern times, and future times, will we ever need face to face communication? We have facebook now. And webcams. And all sorts of things that I probably don't even know about. Are people losing the ability to interact personally?

Manners seem to be lost as well as interpersonal communication. I rarely get a smile back or even a thank you for holding a door open. I never seem to hear people say 'thankyou' to the checkout chicks or ask 'how are you' back. I hear about the 'old-days' where people wrote thank you notes for presents which to me sounds so lovely.

Generally speaking, I find it amazing at the lack of awareness of some people regarding what is polite. I cannot remember the last time one of my friends has given a present to the host of an event, just as something to say thank you. I remember my parents receiving flowers or a bottle of wine from guests when they hosted a dinner or a party. I understand that my friends are students (as am I) but there are things that can just be put down to pure laziness. Not RSVP-ing to events, forgetting to buy a birthday gifts, not bringing a platter to a BBQ because it is too much effort, arriving without notice and staying well beyond what is normal... just to name a few!  

Am I being too uptight and expecting too much from people?

Wow, this post turned into a rant about manners.. judging from this, it seems I am going to be a grumpy woman who complains about future generations.

The studs in my fantasy

I am in love with an inanimate object.

Kind of. Not seriously in love like that lady who tried to have sex with the Eiffel Tower... but still there is a feeling of love here!

With these gorgeous Wayne Cooper heels.

I found them in Myer over the weekend. The cost inspired me to work harder at uni so that one day I may just waltz through and buy whatever I please.

The reflective heel, mini built up platform, studded loveliness and womanly curves of the cut-out sides. The more you look at this wonder of a shoe, the more you notice. You begin to see all the work that would have been put into this shoe. Its like that with a lot of things.

The more you look at something, the more you see.

Love!

Wild Side

Untamed: wild: in a natural state; not tamed or domesticated or cultivated, an untamed area or place is in its original or natural state and has not been changed or affected by people.

I want people to describe me as untamed. When I think of someone who is 'untame' I think

nose ring

interesting tattoo

obscure taste in music (mostly Rastafarian)

money is not an objective

free of makeup

wild hair with highlights from the sun

a slight sprinkle of freckles

knowledge about the world

can play the acoustic guitar

woolen knits

flowing dresses

not chained to one place

free

peaceful

attracts animals naturally

can leave for anywhere tomorrow

loves adventure

no attachments

people are drawn to them

builds fires on the beach with equally amazing people

Oh how I wish for a life like this. Instead I have chosen to make university a priority instead of the universe. I have a material side that wouldn't want to leave my beautiful room filled with the things I love. I like Alexander McQueen and expensive clothes. Aspirations of career, mainstream family life, electronics and money. I love fashion magazines and Vogue. Being torn between these two world is playing havoc with my mind and soul. Did I really just write soul?

When I finish uni, I think I will finally just go off and have a belated teenage rebellious stage.

Sounds nice.

Love!

Nail me

How annoying would it be if one of the rhinestones fell off? I would scratch at the rest of them and ruin it.

But it still looks awesome. I have never had a manicure. I feel like Im missing out!

Love!

Pretty Things