Friday, November 25, 2011

Cory Child- Edition X

This long necklace by Cory Child is part of her Wild Roses series. Employing an origami technique with fabric, she has created an beautiful pendant on sterling silver chain evocative of a flower. - Edition X
Handmade with love by Cory Hartono, she started to make her little keepsake treasures and thread them on silver chains in 2010. I've never seen anything like it really, it is unusual to see something like cloth folded in this manner and used as jewellery due to the limited life, staining etc. that is associated with cloth made materials and keepsakes. The flowers are just so sweet though, I adore them. She makes headpieces as well as necklaces for those interested in the races of looking for something with more intrigue and mystique in their life.

Probably the photograph that made me really interested in this label was the one just above. I loved the combination of the origami necklaces piled one into the other and the contrast of their brightness and colour against a clean, crisp, white shirt. Maybe it's the way the cuffs of the shirt have such texture and compliment the structure and folding of the necklaces. Maybe it's the light sun and the beautiful, carefree smile of the model.

Available here at Edition X Jewels.

Hairy Situation: Cool it!

I love the cute little piercing across her ear at the top, the bar one. Everything about this photograph is amazing, her profile is just so delicate and feminine but the piercings and blue hair suggests a toughness and a willingness to put up with pain. Her fly aways are also gorgeous and the sort of green tint at the roots of her hair. I think the most interesting people are the ones that are completely beautiful and stunning but they choose to get piercings and dye their hair great colours. Their is intrigue and mystery within that.
The morose expression and the edge of the collar of her top is my favourite. I'm guessing that her hair was once a brighter colour and also blue and the in between colour of the sea is an after effect. I very much doubt I would have the self-discipline to be able to maintain a full head of colour of say pink or blue hair since I know I can become very lazy with my appearance and may even forget altogether that I need to re-do it every now and then. Maybe that's what's great and popular about dip dye ends other than the fact how different it is and how your hair can escape total damage. You don't have to redo it that often and not use a whole bottle of hair dye.
When you have dip dyed hair and wear all black clothes and Doc Martens, you still seem to be so bright and to shine with dip dyed hair. I like the bright colour and her hair still looks soft and not dry. I could really go for that look, since a lot of my things within my wardrobe are black just because I prefer the shade as opposed to a specific colour when it comes to clothing. Purely accidental and not intentional. Sometimes people make remarks that I am wearing all black clothes but maybe if I had dip dyed ends I would look less like a punk and more like a hipster?
Beauty in motion. I love the contrast of her skin tone against her dip dyed ends and the framing of her face by her natural hair colour. That's what I like about dip dyeing - it's just that little bit rare huh but you can also see some contrast of natural beauty. Also, you don't have to really deal with the fact that your eyebrows don't match your hair colour since they will and you'll still have fantastic colour. Clever, ey? I really wish I could pull off a photograph like this, her neck and body and shoulders seem so naturally posed but her hair is flying up with an updraft from the wind. I'm really interested in how to create something like this myself.
Although you don't often see green dip dyed hair, this photograph and the mood created complements it so well. The green dip dyed hair is the icing on the cake, it's not bright but noticeable. Middle parts and long hair with dip dyed hair just looks so rad, I really love it and admire anyone able to pull it off with so much sass. Darkening over the eyes and what looks like worn off black lipstick in a graveyard wearing all black is fantastic.
Photograph care of Chanelle Leslie Photography (she runs a mean blog too!)

You don't often see dyed ends with that much length and magnitude in terms of colour, maybe even the longest and therefore bluest Dip-dye I've seen? Her hair is already oh so long and her ends aren't bad at all which makes me feel even more jealous since that means she probably got a hair cute before she got it dyed. This is the sort of look I think I'd go for, maybe with less colour but the same length and without a front fringe. Just long hair and a middle part with maybe some pink or purple.
I really love the mixture of colours and the different shades created. Like a sassy, gorgeous My Little Pony but only better.
This is perfect- the mixture and swirling dyed hair in a bun and that shirt. I like how cooler colours have been used in contrast to the black lipstick and her pale skin tone. It makes it all so much brighter, magnificent and eye-catching. He fringe looks really good too, sort of blow dried into a puff shape and her shiny hair lets the colours really stand out. I must wonder though, what would her parents think? If they already weren't that way inclined...
Amazing colour and length as well as a soft woolly jumper in dark blue. There's another photograph floating around at the moment of a combination of black her with blue dye and the girl is holding (one of my favourites), the Diana camera. So from what I've seen from these two photographs about the combination of black hair with blue dye, it's such an incredible look although a lot of the photographs from this post include blonds wearing a cool coloured dye, there's something to be said about the contrast of the deepest black and a bright blue.
As lovely as
My Dad had one of the most metaphorically violent and explosive reactions I've ever gotten from him when I asked when I was ion Year 8, aged like fourteen or fifteen if I could dye part of my hair blue. He went on and raved how someone from his work had blue hair and how he was a druggie and a whole bunch of other shit. Sometimes they way he would say things and profusely reject my proposal, it was if I had already known all of that information and I had purposefully chosen to ask him to wind him up. Of course I was oblivious to the fact that there was a blue hair druggie at his work. But this is the reason I can never have a good relationship with my dad and dye any part of my hair blue, hence I am thinking of dip dyeing the ends a deep red and letting them fade of gradually dying them myself till they get pink. Then lie and merely say the dye had faded and I'm stuck with pink hair. Still though, I really like the way blue hair looks dip dyed, especially with black hair. But my hair isn't black, it's the deepest shade of brown often mistaken for black by ignorant and lazy sighted people.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Vintage Karl Lagerfeld

I've only ever seen this piece once, I didn't have the money to buy it and now it's gone. A vintage Karl Lagerfeld star shaped medallion with double chain of two lengths for an elegant drape down the neckline.I liked the rubbed off, sort of soft scratched look. The gold plating didn't appear to have been rubbed off from any of the edges and it was just so sweet. I think the photograph that most captured my imagination was the third with it actually shown on a sort of denim Peter Pan collar blouse. That really did it for me- the combination of elegance and vintage chic of a necklace designed by Karl Lagerfeld combined with an everyday shirt captured my imagination.
Ever since I spied this piece and had a good explore of the overseas goodies available on eBay, I admire the old school glamour of vintage Chanel and Karl Lagerfeld. The large movie-set style earrings and the choker style necklaces. There's a lovely sort of mystic star and moon brooch by Karl Lagerfeld I may get for myself for Christmas- it would look perfect under a deep blue sheer Peter Pan collar blouse or with a pussy bow blouse tie. 
I must admit, whenever I spy a piece I like to buy I fantasise about the places I would where it and the compliments I would be able to collect.I think how wearing the piece would become part of my daily routine and that it would become part of the normal and I would somehow begin to gain some class, grace and style. None of these things ever happen usually, if it doesn't work out it just kind of sits within my collection waiting to be worn maybe once a month. That is, when I was at school. During these school holidays since I have a part time job I have every intention to dress up within what the store offers and add my own style to it as well. They didn't say anything about our accessories, but they did want us to be dressed head to toe with their brand and represent them.

Love Cats

I'm loving the red eye shadow underneath the piercing blue eyes, and I would like to try it for myself but I don't have a complexion like hers and my eyes are brown (curses and drat).
Maybe it's fake eyelashes applied to the bottom lashes? That'd be cool. I like the hunched over posture, the jangly one earring and the soft focus of the street. All black of course is very appropriate for the mood and atmosphere of the photograph. Her pose in this photograph is perfect with her torn and laddered tights. And that cat has a look of indifference, as most cats do have.

I've never had a cat of my own but when I was a kid I loved walking home from the bus stop and stopping to pat a cat that lived close to a kindergarten. Pretty sure that cat is dead because I haven't seen it for years but it was a lovely good natured cat that lapped up all the attention from the kindergarten kids and was snow white. It had blue eyes as well, so I guess that it was probably deaf in it's old age. That's what happens to white cats with blue eyes, so I have read.
This mask, as simple as it is, makes a sort of a bold impact with the strong structure in contrast to golden looks and blue eyes. The perfect Aryan if you believe in such a thing. Not that I condone what Hitler did or anything, he was a monster.

All the dreams in which I thought I had a cat or I owned a cat ended up with them being treated exactly like how I used to look after my rabbits, I fed them rabbit food with milk in my dreams and I woke up with the unpleasant realisation that for someone who aspires to become a veterinarian- I have no idea how to look after a cat. But I did once read an entire cat encyclopedia from the library once. Cover to end. My favourite types of cats are Maine Coon, Scottish Fold, Tortoiseshell Tabby and the one with a fat lip. I don't know what the last one is called, it's sort of the British Bulldog of the cat world I guess.

Cats always manage to look so good in photographs. Devil-may-care attitude mixed in with sass and childish playfulness. Wrapped in fur and armed with retractable claws for a surprise attack, should the occasion ever arise. Yeah that's a cat.

When I went to America, my host family had two cats. They were just pleased I wasn't allergic. They were both my friends and I was the only one who seemed to pay any attention to them at all. In return for me patting them and being nice to them the curled up on my mattress on the floor when I had gotten into bed and keep my feet warm. But that also meant that I couldn't turn and toss in my sleep. Maybe just as well. The blankets would have become even messier. But I always like to toss and turn in my sleep. Future husbands and boyfriend of mine should beware of my selfish sleeping habits. I may for all I know turn into an Indian Deity and slap them around when I'm asleep and snore as loud as a train and shake the windows. Men- beware.

I love cats when they look grouchy- their face lends really well to it. Arched eyes, paws at the ready to give out a warning scratch... When I did work experience at a veterinary clinic there was a cute little kitten in just to get worming pills or pills for something owned by a woman in her like mid forties of early fifties. It was such a tiny thing, but it was full of zest for life, and thirsty for blood. It took a five minute struggle and multiple scratches on the pew owner for the view to realise that what's known as a 'pill popper' (like a syringe for animals used to force them to take pills) was needed. I personally think that the vet did this on purpose just to see the kitten maim their owner. Either that, or they hadn't had their coffee yet and weren't at their brightest. Cats can be misleading and cute but secretly their very grouchy and are just waiting for the perfect moment to tear the skin off your hand.

Cat's have become part of the typical hipster sensibility and trend. Maybe it's because their ears are triangles and triangles are hipsters. Or perhaps the fact that they are associated with ugly loners and that's kind of cool too.
Then again, cats have a long history with the occult: dark magic and Ancient Egyptians. Guardians of the after life and feared by that sick and twisted decomposing corpse known as 'The Mummy". Witches, sorcery... Harry Potter. Yes sir, cats have long been the domesticated skilled hunters and alluring dark animals. That and owls, but cats are just a bit more popular. At the moment (that is until we finally master the art of suing owls to deliver mail).

If I could only specialise within one species of animal it would probably be the monarch of the animal kingdom- the lion. I love looking at them lazing around at the zoo and the gorgeous colours and matted manes. The powerful and athletic bodies going to waste and the majestic broad faces. I'd be so happy to become a vet and work with lions and big cats. Can you imagine the opportunities that lie in wait for me if I can achieve my goals?

Diana camera covered in an even coating of matte red paint, adorned with cats with pearl or diamante eyes? Who did this and made a camera into such a piece of amazing but slightly devilish and satanic art?
I love the brightness and wide eyes and the puffed out fur of this little cutie- it seems to be silently guilty of some crime. Perhaps indulging in some catnip or making a mess of your brand new carpet? It's all in the eyes and the frozen unnatural pose of the body that suggest such a heinous crime and evil despicable kitty shenanigans. I wonder if it's even a real cat of it's been stuffed because I've never seen such naturally bright green eyes in that colour on cat. And the shape of the pupils seems too slitted and dilated in that light. But then again, what would I know? I dream about feeding cats rabbit food mixed with milk. Shows how much I know.

Argh matey. I be yer' first mate and your best friend for me entire life. All I ask in return, is that you scratch my belly and feed me fish sticks. Yargh.
I love the cat in this photograph, the way the wears look far to big for his cute little head and the amused expression on his face. The washed out marks on the back of her hand, a blouse that reminds me an awful lot of a pillow case cover owned by my mother and a lapel pin on the Peter pan collar. The background reminds me of tourist places in America which makes me think that this little cat is carried around everywhere and would be happy to hide in a backpack. I love that sort of fantasy and the cultivation of animal behaviour and modern human society.
Calvin Harris mockery in illustration and cartoon form involving cats. Why is this so funny and relevant?