Friday, 30 October 2009
Weird post, but who cares, you'll thank me for this one day.
My housemate of 4 years got me eating many things I didn't eat before she forced them down my neck age 22... (I was still in student food mode when I met her)... silly things like courgettes, peppers etc... basically anything that was remotely good for me. But the best thing she ever came up with, was immediately named "Special Beans".
Don't laugh. Because you're about to wonder where this has been your whole life. It's the most simple trick ever but it will change your bean world. You thought Heinz baked beans were good? Special Beans are better, and all you need is some butter and pepper. Go on, try it. But use proper pepper, not that powdery crap. Then wack a blob of butter in the middle and stir it up. Butter... not marge. At the very least, use 'I Can't Believe It's Not Butter' (sometimes I actually can't), but that's as far away as you can go.
I don't think I need to say anything else... you can judge for yourself. But I bet you'll never have regular beans again. That's it really.
Monday, 26 October 2009
So we went to see Paloma Faith on Saturday night... and I can safely say it was well worth missing X Factor for ;-) I already knew she was amazing but she was even better than I expected. Her live performance on Later with Jools Holland last week didn't do her justice at all.
The stage was gorgeous and glitzy, decorated with an array of balloon and glitter ball clusters. Her live band share her style, as do her backing singers. She is seriously a little power house. Having been slightly obsessed with her debut album for the past few weeks, I knew all the songs to sing along to... my favourites being New York, Smoke & Mirrors, Stone Cold Sober, Upside Down and Do You Want The Truth or Something Beautiful? Ok so that's half the album... and there are others I love just as much. I knew that 'Upside Down' would induce some serious bum wiggling... if only you could have seen the shapes being thrown by the guy in front of us! Hilarious.
She is the tiniest little thing! But her vintage style is fantastic... her glittery sequined cocktail gown was fabulous, and as for her shoes... wow.... mega wow. I stupidly forgot my camera charger so iphone photos are all I could manage!
I remember hearing her first single, Stone Cold Sober, on my friend John's radio show (City Beat) and just fell in love within seconds. So I wasn't surprised when her album was more than I'd hoped for! If you haven't heard her yet... may I introduce you....
Thursday, 22 October 2009
So my sis and I ended up watching a couple of films last night, the first of which being "I Love You, Man", a film I'd wanted to see for ages but never got round to. Paul Rudd plays an awkward geeky character looking for a friend, which is weird, seeing as he's usually the quick witted cool guy. VERY funny, and worth watching if only for one scene. All I'll say is... "Am slappin da bass!"... go watch it and I double dare you not to cry laughing.
Anyway, the second film was a 1988 Roman Polanski flick starring Harrison Ford, 'Frantic'. Which was an ever so slightly ironic title... to be honest the only reasons we kept watching were a) we secretly wanted to know what happened and b) we can't *not* finish a film. Otherwise, we had matchsticks in our eyes. We were also jolted awake by an involuntary giggle now and again at the comedy of how Harrison Ford's character is almost the anti-Indiana Jones in his clumsiness. Particularly the scene on the roof. Funny.
But there was one (pretty random) scene, where Ford and his co-star Emannuelle Seigner go to a nightclub to make an arrangement with the bad guy. I immediately noticed her body-con dress. Probably because celebs have been prancing around in the same design all year. Designers have basically just taken dresses right out the 80's and put literally identical pieces in "new collections", which kind of pisses me off, in that I feel slightly cheated.
Don't get me wrong, the odd designer piece is an investment. Kept in mint condition, it will be worth an awful lot in 40 years time. But my point is, for designers to say "the 80's are back" when all they've done is literally copy a simple 80's dress, charge thousands of pounds and call it part of an original collection just narks me off. There's no originality to them apart from a puffy sleeve or a bit of embellishment here and there. Nothing to justify the £3k price tag apart from the name, and whether *that* is justifiable is a debate in itself. Do me a favour, just wear the original 80's designs... wear vintage.
Anyway, that aside, Emannuelle Seigler's "worm dance" to the Grace Jones track they're playing is always good for a giggle ;-)
Wednesday, 21 October 2009
Yeah yeah so it's getting cold and wet and miserable and coral was the colour of SS09 but surely that's all the more reason for me to wear this and brighten the darn place up a bit! I seriously could NOT believe my eyes not only when I found this on ebay in my size, but when I went to check the winning bid and it was me.... for £46!!!!!! *jumps up and down*
It was £75 in Topshop and even now I've seen people listing it at a starting price of £90! Oh coral sequin blazer... I love you so much.
Although I bet the girl who sold it was a bit naffed off! Oh well, unlucky... you should have known better than to list it so it ended at 2.30pm on a Friday afternoon. DUH! *goes to stare at and hug blazer for rest of day*
Tuesday, 20 October 2009
It's gettin pretty lonely round these parts... have started a new Twitter account tonight, decided to separate my personal inane ramblings from the business account as I will most likely end up giving it a bad name, and seeing as in the last month our web hosting company have pretty much done a good enough job of that already, I really shouldn't make it worse... (I run an online vintage clothing site with my mum... did I mention that?!) Anyway, hopefully a few of my ace followers will clock on and start reading this ;-)
So I was sat at my desk this afternoon, mind-a-wandering, and I had an AWESOME idea for a project. You know one of those moments where you're just immensely pleased with yourself but there's no-one around to pat you on the back so you just sit bolt upright and look around the room with a stupid grin on your face half expecting the fridge to come to life and congratulate you? It was a bit like that. I can't say too much at this stage and it's a pretty big workload if it gets going, but it should eventually take the form of a book. An original idea for one, I hope. You can be the judge of that if it ever gets off the ground.... *raises one eyebrow*
Am also making a move on my plans to train in holistic massage (plans of at least 3 years now), but it's bloody expensive to train! So I've found something to fill the void between being completely unqualified, and being an awesome freelance massage therapist in my spare time. That's right, I plan to become a 5 Minute Angel. I shall be training up and hopefully they'll take me on! Can't wait.
Due to sitting at my desk all day dealing with website issues, tonight's post is reasonably dull... not great considering it's only attempt number 2. Tomorrow's will be better!!! I shall be sure to encounter something interesting at some point in the day. And if I don't, I'll make something up and you'll never know the difference ;-)
Monday, 19 October 2009
So, first post! Mind you, would be slightly more satisfying if I had any followers... oh well, got to start somewhere I suppose! I've written blog posts before, but never had my own, so here goes nothin'.
I don't really have a plan... I just want to use this as an outlet for all the random thoughts I have, all the things I like and want to share, and anything else that will hopefully prove useful/entertaining/interesting/reasonably pointless. So, pretty much the usual reasons people start blogging. How unoriginal of me.
Anyway, naming things is something that takes me literally an age. I'm not so good with the decisiveness.... I swear my kids are likely to remain nameless for the best part of 2 years whilst I do "ip dip doo's" through baby name books. So filling the "name your blog" box made me want to scream and run away. But I didn't, I faced that bad boy head on, and after brainstorming words I like, words that describe me, and generally crap and obvious blog names, I decided to just wack together two of the things I just plain flippin' well love in life.
I didn't even like coffee until about a year ago... I've always loved the smell, and even loved Cadbury's Roses coffee creams to the point of feeling genuinely broken inside when they scrapped them. But I can't get enough of the damn stuff now. It rocks and I love it. As for shift dresses... I think my obsession with them came when I started working with vintage clothing. The 1960's is my decade of choice... the shape of the dress suits my figure and being underweight myself, through no other apparent reason than my gene pool (I fit my mum's wedding dress perfectly, and I'm 26. She was 23 when she got married. Yikes.) the likes of Twiggy, Alexa and other shift dress wearers inspire me to make the best of my wee frame.
I wouldn't say no to a few more curves mind you... given the chance I'd snap your freakin' hand off for Brigitte Bardot's body. And face. And hair. (note: hair and face THEN, not now. That would just be silly...)
So now I've demonstrated the utter nonsense I can talk, and made out like I only ever wear shift dresses (I don't, it may surprise you to learn I have other clothes) I hope you'll enjoy my future posts, because I think I'm going to enjoy this blogging lark ;-)