Wednesday, 29 August 2012

Pomelo-ho-ho!

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Fruit-butchery! Yeah!

Honey pomelo. Good on its own. Best sprinkled all over a salad.

Getting Ready For Summer

Sometimes I wish I've got detachable body parts like dolls do. You know, pop, say, my legs out of the sockets, leave them out in the sun to tan, pop in a back-up pair of legs from the box and I'm good to go about doing other things while the legs get all nice and golden along with all the stored-away-for-Winter leather goods.

Two more days to the official start of Spring! Wooooooo!

Beige Monkey Jig

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Beige
I'm wearing beige's cousins in the neutral colour family today but as I was getting dressed, this thought about my favourite shade of creamy paleness popped into my head ->> When did the masses start using "beige" as a describing word, an adjective, for things or people that are "boring", "bland" and "without character"? Poor Beige.

Monkey Jig
A jiffy GIFfy way to show my love for the crotchy-ness of these Relaxed Pants. Their catch-way-more-poo cousin has been hogging all the wear-time (because they are the ultimate go-with-everything jeans and are, by far, the most comfortable pair of bottoms I've ever owned) since I brought them both home but I'm going to try to right that.

That's all. Back to more silly Monkey-Jigging! To this.
 

Friday, 17 August 2012

More Bunny Poo!

I've been bunny shit-scooping again. Woo!

It was the boyfriend who first spotted these Japanese chopstick rests, really. I didn't realise that I was about half-an-aisle ahead of him (I zoom when I shop!) until I was about to squeal "Oh, look! How cuuuuute!" over some other cutesy shit-nonsense in the face of the stranger walking right behind me. Haha. I retraced my steps and found the boyfriend quietly looking into a basket filled with these red-eyed little critters. "Quietly", I guess, because he didn't want to draw my attention knowing full well that I wouldn't be able to resist taking some home. Where we already have a full set of chopstick rests which we never use all of all at once except when we have pals over for our annual Chinese steamboat fest. Boring standard bar-shaped chopstick rests that I am now very tempted to replace with these bunny ones (I was allowed to take only two home on Sunday). 

Alright, I'll admit that it was their cuteness that had won me over in the first place but having used them, I was surprised and very impressed by how functionally-sound, compared to the smooth bar-shaped types from which chopsticks so easily slide off, these nugget-shaped rests are! The Japanese! They think of everything! See the the tip of the ears and the stubby tail? They are not purely decorative. They also act as "stops" which hold the chopsticks in place! A brilliant illustration of the ideal (to me) relationship between "form" and "function" in everyday objects!

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Related bits:
+ If you share my appreciation for this sort of the-attention-is-in-the-detail nonsense, you might like this article from the New York Times. The link's been sitting in a half-written post in my Drafts folder since May - it does not look like I'm ever going to finish writing that one (so much shit to waffle on about but so little time lately) and this post seems as appropriate a spot to point you in that direction so go, read.

+ Looking forward to the opening of Daiso, the giant Japanese ¥100/$2/£1-shop chain, on George Street! More Japanese cutesy shit-nonsense for me! Yeah! The banner on the shopfront says "Open Early August" but the doors are still shut the last time we checked over the weekend. Hurry up already, Daiso!

+ Did you know...that while I love cutesy bunny shit, I would never have a real pet bunny? Some things just look better represented graphically. Illustrated, sculpted, plastic-moulded...you know what I mean? But if I find an affordable taxidermied bunny one day, I'll definitely take it home!

Still Dungaweeeee-ing!


Yup! It's been half-a-year since I parted with $8 at our friendly neighbourhood charity shop to take this denim pal home (it has also been a while since I've done one of these clothes-on-a-body show -and-tell).

It was late Summer then and the light cottony things that I've worn under its indigo straps have, over the months, been replaced by Winter warmies (multiple layers of lightweight toasty thermals, pullovers, vests and cardigans, all in cosy wool, I find, work best for a non-top-heavy look). And I still have not fallen out of love with it! It truly is an all-season garment! I can't wait for the weather to be warm again, when this denim pal will be re-united with its packed-away Summer pals! Finding it a little brother, some short-alls (or another long pair to cut short), soon in the charity shop would make me very happy too! Woo!

Friday, 10 August 2012

L ♡ V E


I don't post as many silly snaps of street art here as I used to because pedantic me really likes seeing them in their new home, as a collective group of "things", on my Tumbl(r)ing Wall Of Walls.

However, the other day, as I was filing a new batch of pictures away, I thought these two, shot on different days, one in our 'hood and the other across the waters on Cockatoo Island, had to be shared. With those of you who are here for "pwetty things" but have absolutely no interest in my Wall of Walls. Well, not interested enough to wander over for a gander (walls are "pwetty" too, you know?) from time to time.

Anyway, about the pictures...I think they so belong together, don't you? Besides the obvious LVE connection, the similarity in colour and the texture of the surfaces, I like how the chalk scrawIs make such an apt caption for the stencilled image. Like the voice-over to a visual in a film. The front and back cover of a record (if I ever get a modern-day Pop Yeah Yeah band going!). A speech bubble in a frame of a comic. A little bit like one of those couples who are so in love and in tune with each other that they often finish each other's sentences. A pairing that's meant to be. No? OK, maybe it's just me who's in a koochy-woochy lovey-dovey kind of mood. Haha.

Bunny Shit




...that I very happily scooped recently.

Some bijoux (jewels) for my frigo (fridge)! From the bargain bin at Paper2 a few months ago. An evil-eyed Petit Gourmand ("Little Greedy") by Nathalie Lete for French purveyor of cutesy shit-nonsense, La Marelle. Finally, I have a piece of the artist's work, albeit a very small one, in our home! Woo!

The old Jeannot Lapin labels were also from our friendly neighbourhood paper product shop. Found over the weekend. Right after I spotted them two bunny paste-ups! Miffy's dagger-wielding and skateboarding pals! A bunny-ful day! Yeah!
  

Monday, 6 August 2012

More Things That Make The Cold Almost Bearable



A very close second to flannel pyjamas are fragrant and delicious citrusy things!

1. Candy-ing my annual batch of blood oranges.

2. Our Limehouse is flowering! He has made us such happy, proud and excited parents!

3. Backyard citruses! The boyfriend's very kind and generous boss has been our regular supplier of the best (I like them more tart than sweet) mandarins from her parents' garden. The oranges are from another workmate's tree.

I can't help but be impressed by how Nature syncs things. Citrus season when we need all the Vitamin C we can get to help us ward off the evil Winter flu and cold!

More Artsy-Fartsy-ing On Cockatoo Island



Ocean of Flowers (2012) by Li Hongbo

Yup, it's Biennale-of-Sydney time on Cockatoo Island again!

If you've been reading this likkle blog since 2008, you might know how hard I fell in love with the heritage-listed industrial-wasteland-of-an-island on that first visit four years ago and the boyfriend and I have been back at least once a year in the years in between. Any excuse that we can find to hop on a ferry and cross the Sydney Harbour to this amazing little dot on the map! A supersonic sound fest in 2009. The 17th Biennale of Sydney two years ago (see: this, this, this, this, this, this, this and this). And Outpost-ing last year with a big Will Coles "easter egg" hunt.

So, needless to say, we were bloody damn excited to go back this year for the 18th Biennale of Sydney four Saturdays ago but I'm sad to report that I left the island at the end of the day feeling let down. None of that euphoria that had accompanied me home from previous visits. And we did every right - we picked a gorgeous cloudless Winter's day, caught a very early free ferry and got to the island earlier than we had planned for a whole day of artsy-fartsy fun. Pretty bah-some, huh?

Four weeks later, I'll still trying to figure out why I didn't leave the island in the euphoric state I had been in on previous visits. Could it have been that the free ferry (bigger vessels compared to the old tugboat-like ones), for the first time, docked at the bigger Camber Wharf instead of the more familiar but smaller Parramatta Wharf that opened up to the massive Eastern Apron which afforded a more impressive introductory view of the island and the surrounding waters? You know, setting the vibes-for-the-day kind of thing. Or could it have been the size of and lack of stock at our first stop - the official Biennale Art Shop run by Third Drawer Down that we have been so looking forward to shopping up a storm at? Maybe it's the general "feel" of the island - while it's still beautiful to me, it somehow feels less gritty and more sterile? From pre-show clean-up, perhaps? And the art on show? There aren't as many rock-my-world works. In fact, the line-up of artists seems smaller this year but there is still some pretty enjoyable art* (more of the aesthetically-pleasing type than the thought-provoking type) to view. And don't let me put you off from visiting! I might not have had a superb time but a Biennale volunteer that we chatted with said that this is the BEST one she's worked at so far. Different strokes for different folks.

* See pictures on my Wall of Walls.
  

Splash! Mooooo!






1. Five minutes after the boys' 1½ dozen oysters hit the table :: 2. Salt + pepper squid with the best "fake" ponzo-like dipping sauce ever :: 3. Coconut-crusted prawns :: 4. Salmon Fishcakes :: 5. Battered Whiting + chips :: 6. The Nice Cream choc-coated bars for dessert were good but we want their cute mini cones back!

Another Friday Fried (sea)Food Fest! With our pals G and Mr R. At Sea Cow. A little bit for old times' sake.

G+Mr R, two of our oldest pals in Sydney, first took us to this cute little fish-and-chippery (and more!) many years ago, pre-blog days. And it became our go-to place-to-eat for a while. Quite a few happy meals and many BYO cheeky drinkie-poos have been shared between the four of us at our usual table on the sidewalk outside this tiny corner eatshop in a leafy part of Paddington. Last Friday evening was the first time in a long time that we've dined there together and, despite a recent change of owners, the quality of food and the vibes are still the same. Good! Except their coleslaw - it is now even better than before with a creamier mayonnaise. A big fat tick in our books! Wooo!

Sea Cow
110E Boundary Street
Paddington
Sydney
Phone: (02) 9332 2458
Website: seacow.com.au

PS. Yes, Instagram-ed food pictures. I know. Go read this article. It had me in stitches.