went to australia zoo a couple of weeks back with a friend and her two kids... he kids had fun, and me... not so much because i had seen it all before on my 24th birthday. but hey, i still enjoyed the elephants and the tigers but most of all terri erwins line of clothing, check out the name!
This is the story of a girl who has very little money, but who loves to shop. An obvious problem; with a simple solution. This is how...
7.29.2011
6.25.2011
new job new me?
so as mentioned before i have a new job... where? at a motel in their conferences and events department. i work amongst a lot of paper pushing, corporate zombie types in 2x2 cubicles.
the 'coporates' as they call them, although hard working seem to be just all work and no play. most of the laughter and smiles come from the cleaners of the motel, who to me seem more welcoming and pleasant to be around with.
anyway...
the day before i went out of my way to go shopping for a new outfit for a friends going away. the reason is not so much that i needed an outfit for the party, but because i knew i was to change at work and i felt that i needed to appear a certain way for them not to judge me. in the end i dint find anything that i was happy with, and came home and spent over an hour rummaging through my closet trying to find something appropriate. the problem was my clothes were either too.... well... too sexy, too alternate, too old and no where near as sophisticated enough as the other corporate girls i have seen drinking at the bar after a long days work.... well in short my clothes were a little too... me...
which got me thinking... for the past four weeks i have never truly been myself. like the motel i have taken this corporate and extensive facade, all polite and ever so pleasant.... but deep down; at the back of house; you will find the dirty sheets, the mouldy walls and the dusty floors.
what upsets me most about this industry is that there is nothing romantic about it. all it really is, is about making money. my boss summed it up for me yesterday as we drank our mulled wine.... "this industry is based on politics, pleasing people you dont have respect for, and making the sales. that is why i wanted something more simple when i first came to australia. but then they gave me this... responsibility"
this shook me, is this what i have to look forward to?
further more i stopped and thought, is this why i have found it so hard to be the real me? more so than i have in the past?... am i starting to pretend to be someone i am not just so i can fit in?... i mean; there i was with my hair in a french twist in my suit jacket and heels, discussing work over mulled wine.
i cant be ungrateful, especially not at this point. but there is this nagging force inside of me that just wants to be at the studio again, dealing with clients, going through photos, creating ads and albums and making beautiful memories. i remember, wearing all black with my hair in a mess, my feet crossed at a computer desk wearing dark eyeshadow to hide the bags under my eyes.
so i wonder... will this job change me?
the 'coporates' as they call them, although hard working seem to be just all work and no play. most of the laughter and smiles come from the cleaners of the motel, who to me seem more welcoming and pleasant to be around with.
anyway...
the day before i went out of my way to go shopping for a new outfit for a friends going away. the reason is not so much that i needed an outfit for the party, but because i knew i was to change at work and i felt that i needed to appear a certain way for them not to judge me. in the end i dint find anything that i was happy with, and came home and spent over an hour rummaging through my closet trying to find something appropriate. the problem was my clothes were either too.... well... too sexy, too alternate, too old and no where near as sophisticated enough as the other corporate girls i have seen drinking at the bar after a long days work.... well in short my clothes were a little too... me...
which got me thinking... for the past four weeks i have never truly been myself. like the motel i have taken this corporate and extensive facade, all polite and ever so pleasant.... but deep down; at the back of house; you will find the dirty sheets, the mouldy walls and the dusty floors.
what upsets me most about this industry is that there is nothing romantic about it. all it really is, is about making money. my boss summed it up for me yesterday as we drank our mulled wine.... "this industry is based on politics, pleasing people you dont have respect for, and making the sales. that is why i wanted something more simple when i first came to australia. but then they gave me this... responsibility"
this shook me, is this what i have to look forward to?
further more i stopped and thought, is this why i have found it so hard to be the real me? more so than i have in the past?... am i starting to pretend to be someone i am not just so i can fit in?... i mean; there i was with my hair in a french twist in my suit jacket and heels, discussing work over mulled wine.
i cant be ungrateful, especially not at this point. but there is this nagging force inside of me that just wants to be at the studio again, dealing with clients, going through photos, creating ads and albums and making beautiful memories. i remember, wearing all black with my hair in a mess, my feet crossed at a computer desk wearing dark eyeshadow to hide the bags under my eyes.
so i wonder... will this job change me?
6.19.2011
op-shop-it-up!
4.27.2011
i hate my job
i am at work... bored.
i can always ask for something to do but i choose not too. last time i did ask for more admin related jobs they told me to concentrate on my current job which is to clean up the kitchens and look after the catering and meeting rooms. so yeah it's a bullshit job and i don't want to be here, so why should i show initiative right...? i wish i had my old photography job back.
anyone else feel the same?
xoxox
i can always ask for something to do but i choose not too. last time i did ask for more admin related jobs they told me to concentrate on my current job which is to clean up the kitchens and look after the catering and meeting rooms. so yeah it's a bullshit job and i don't want to be here, so why should i show initiative right...? i wish i had my old photography job back.
anyone else feel the same?
xoxox
4.26.2011
before it gets cold...
it is best to make the most out of the end of season sale and stock up on those shorts. here is one i picked up from ses for $5. but keep in mind, when bargain shopping ask yourself... can i use this again next summer? my suggestion, stick to the basic colours and shape. you don't want to be stuck with something that will date. but hey, for $5 you cant go wrong.
xoxox
4.17.2011
blue and white
a couple of weeks back supernova came to town. i wore blue and white with a hint of pink.
this whole outfit i managed to put together with only $15 from valley girl.
so... what is supernova all about you ask? well, its a sci-fi/ commick book/ gaming/ star wars/manga / "pop culture" convention. so basicaly all of brisbanes geeks and jaded come. i overheard a lady say that they started the convention with only 50 people showing. now thousands of people come over 3 day event and have even expanded nationaly. sorry about the low quality images, my main camera is still dead and saving up for a new one is hard *sigh...
this whole outfit i managed to put together with only $15 from valley girl.
so... what is supernova all about you ask? well, its a sci-fi/ commick book/ gaming/ star wars/manga / "pop culture" convention. so basicaly all of brisbanes geeks and jaded come. i overheard a lady say that they started the convention with only 50 people showing. now thousands of people come over 3 day event and have even expanded nationaly. sorry about the low quality images, my main camera is still dead and saving up for a new one is hard *sigh...
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| playstation "band hero" competition |
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| i was to meet charisma carpenter from buffy but she didn't turn up :( |
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| j got to meet kara thrace from battlestar |
4.01.2011
whats in your closet?

i was out to meet with mum and because she can be so judgemental with what i wore and how i presented myself and i was faced with the inevitable question... what the hell do i wear? and after trying on 3 different outfits with none of them working i decided not to get frustrated but instead i opted to reach my arm into the dark pit that was the bottom of my closet, dusted off some cob webs and found this top mum brought home from the philippines. i have never worn it because it was too unusual and... well green. but now that im older and a little more open to colours i decided to pair it up with some denim shorts.
so next time you have nothing to wear, dig deep have a search you will be pleasantly surprised.
xoxox
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