9.19.2012

The Weekly Inspiration; Faith, cats, Tove and beehives.

Inspiration #1 | The latest Rookie Magazine shoot
The vibes from the latest shoot from Rookie magazine are just magical, here's a few highlights;






All photographs found here, I take no credit for them yada yada.
Man I want that bracelet.


Inspiration #2 | Cat Stevens
This week, as well as listening to copious amounts of Beyonce, I have had a little fling with Cat Stevens. Ever since I was a child struggling to keep my eyes ajar on the seemingly endless car trips to the beach house, Cat Stevens (along with Simon and Garfunkel and Neil Young) kept me awake by encouraging me to sing until my little voice was hoarse. Tea For The Tillerman and Teaser And The Firecat have been on constant repeat (bar short Beyonce breaks) in my crappy little C.D player all week, allowing me to fall in love with music/guitar/the 70s/ anything really to do with Cat Stevens all over again. Some recommended tracks are of course the obvious Father And Son, Longer Boats, How Can I Tell You, Bitterblue, Into White, The First Cut Is The Deepest and Oh Very Young. Enjoy x

~suggestive shot of a denim clad Stevens is of course completely necessary~

Inspiration #3 | Tove Jansson
As I mentioned earlier I am currently reading Lewis Carroll's Alice's Adventures In Wonderland/Alice Through The Looking Glass and dodgy back story aside, I'm quite enjoying the stories. Although John Tenniel's illustrations are all very good and well, I prefer Tove Jansson's adaptions. Tove is pretty much everything I admire in a woman and her simplistic yet beautiful depictions of scenes from Alice's Adventures In Wonderland lend an eerily timeless quality to the story. Here's a little preveiw:




All images found here.

Inspiration #4 | Paloma Faith
I really am in love with this woman, seriously. Her music, style, voice, attitude and down-right glorious smile of hers make me seriously consider resurrecting that Femme Fatale series I did earlier in the year. She's cheeky and delightful and is restoring my hope in modern music. Check her out, seriously.






P.S Do you spy that fantastic comedian I was spluttering over the other day? *Ahem Noel Fielding Ahem*
Anyhow, that's about it at the moment, be kind and do all you can that's right x

9.18.2012

"Do you like Billie Holiday?" "I love him"

Jumping on the bandwagon.
I'm really digging the look of Clueless at the moment.









9.16.2012

Phase one, in which Doris gets her oats.

A catch-up like no other!
So I started working for K-mart (cue Welcome To The Machine by Pink Floyd), and due to my effort in avoiding buying all the coconut M'n'Ms in the world (trust me, 'twas hard), I actually had some money to go towards buying tickets to see Noel Fielding live.
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I really can't describe how excited I am.
Just
ugh
wow.
This is actually something my twelve year old self would be frothing over, but fortunately I grew out frothing and unfortunately kinda grew out of obsessing over androgynous British comedians. That is not to say that I'm not completely and utterly flabbergasted. But hey, moving on;
For those of you who don't know who Noel Fielding is (you're all cultured people here, I expected better (I really don't know who I'm referring to when I say "all", pretty sure I account for 96.238048% of my page views)) he's a man who does shows such as The Mighty Boosh and Luxury Comedy and is just generally great yadda yadda here's some pictures from his various projects;






It's just all good. By the way, how good are the opening credits to Luxury Comedy?



Anyhow, I bought Alice's Adventures In Wonderland and Alice Through The Looking Glass the other day and have come to the conclusion that the movies don't do the book justice. It's just so brilliant. Just give me a minute to catch up with the rest of the world. Also I was listening to The Band's version of I Shall Be Released today which reminded me of this wonderful version  I saw with Mary Travers, Mama Cass and my favourite woman ever, Joni Mitchell. Also Chrissie Hynde does a pretty bad arse version for a Bob Dylan somethingeth anniversary concert but for now here's the other version;



A minutes silence for the sixties, please.
I'm working on two other posts, so stay tuned and we shall meet again very shortly xx