Converse are out. Lola down in the comments passed this little nugget onto me. I think I knew this somewhere in my mind. I'm sure I have a memory of telling someone Nike owns converse, but that was after I had purchased a pair.
And wait, this actually sounds more like something my friend Jess would tell me. So I might be mixing up my memories.
Either way. I do not support Nike. Which maybe means I should also not support RPattz and his constant use of his black bright white tick kicks. But I kinda dig that he only ever wears one pair of shoes... even though they are Nike.
I have digressed. You can be sure Nike is definitely on My List. You can read here some of the reasons why.
So the question was, grey hightops? Where can thee be found. Lola also thoughfully passed on this company to me. Independant brands, the things I love most.
But I settled on Vision. An indie skateboarding brand, that if anyone tells me now is full of mass produced, sweatshop crafted items, I will cry.
Here's to grey hightops. And not to mega, exploitative corporations sucking the life out of the world.
BOOBIE CAKES! heh heh.
i always get the urge to sing, 'THE HILLLLLLS ARE ALIIIIIIVE' when anybody mentions favorite things.
for people not playing on tumblr yet, i post most of my flickr faves, (along with feminist rants, political news stories that i find interesting, and copious images of ed westwick and robert pattinson) on there. but some of these i don't think i did.
i have neglected dandelion wishes this week. but travelling and tiredness doesn't really make me want to blog. or email for that matter.
i've guest designed for angie delarie this month, so i'll post what i dids next week.
i like chips and dip.
and look at my puppy wearing a hoody.
i would like to purchase some grey converse high-tops.
finally. i am going to amsterdam next month. the boy does not realise this yet, but i'm sure he will be fine with it. will there be tulips? this is my biggest concern.
i need to buy a book on amsterdam.
SweetTarts = the taste of tennessee whilst walking around the laines, pretty cupcakes that make you feel sick because they are so sweet, but still good, a vintage mustard yellow typewriter that was too heavy to carry home but had my name written all over it, pebbles scurrying up purple canvas shoes as seagulls soar above and the sunshine falls down, constant sightings of those fucking hipsters, free organic muesli, near death moments and lifetime fears, george, the whole of the eurovision, and all the laughter that comes with it, no vintage photo booth, not enough sleep, not even any photos with s & r together, but goodtimes.
it's off to london i go. hurrah.
i'm away untill monday, playing in london with my brother, and brighton with frost. any etsy orders will be dealt with as soon as i return :)
Now i should really pack, oy.
I just need to let you all know, the paypal buttons on the side stopped working so I had to remove them.
All sales will be through etsy now, it seems! If they they run out, more will be stocked tomorrow.
Don't worry, for those of you that already paid through the paypal button earlier today, it worked. Your zine will be shipped out tomorrow :)
Thank you thankyou to everyone who has purchased one so far. It makes me happy and crazy scared at the same time.
You can either purchase it straight from here via the paypal buttons over there <----- If you do that, please make sure you click on the appropriate button. ie. if you're not in britain, you're international!
There are a couple up on my etsy too, if you prefer that method :)
Barefoot Wondering is a zine. A collection of sketches, journal pages, art journal pages, poems, facts, things that influence and inspire me, or things that should influence and inspire me.
It's a look at femaleness, and what that means for me.
In future issues there will guest articles, (female) artist spotlights, issues that I believe are important, or that should hold more importance in my life.
Basically, its a figuring it out. A little glimpse into my mind.
And it will be available May 13th, for $5. ($1 inland postage (UK) $1.50 international postage.)
You can mostly ignore this, its for future linkage :)
new notgood hair. well, it will look more like what i asked for when i wash the hair straighteners out of it.
i am not a hair straightener girl. i am not even a brush girl. i don't know what she was thinking. it was supposed to be this:
but at least it is better than this,
happy weekend, chickas and fellas.
My name is Rhian and I am an unemployed graduate.
My daily eating habbits are ease and laziness.
My vocabularly has become one of justification and excuse.
And I generally clothe myself in pyjamas and shame.
Either there are no jobs to apply for. Or 'I'm sorry you have not been succesful this time around.' Or the jobs that are for the taking consist of call centres and minimum wage cashier positions.
My name is Rhian and I am an unemployed graduate.
My dreams are filled with paper and books.
My company is made up of a scottie dog and to-do laundry.
And I am consistantly becoming more and more dejected.
I refuse to be a house wife. I am not a stay at home mother. I don't want to do teacher training. I have no career.
Where do I fit?
I do not sit around the house watching daytime TV. I attempt to keep myself active and busy. I have a bloody good degree, that unfortunately is of no merit anywhere.
Maybe its time to create my own job. Maybe I should get serious about design, and paint, and self publishing, or just writing a book to publish. Period.
Right now, today, I just heard, once again, I have not been successful making it onto the short list for a job that I would have been effing perfect for.
So right now, today, I'm just gonna feel sorry for myself, watch some movies, journal some entries, and let it all hang out loose and easy.
Then tomorrow. Tomorrow I'll figure out how to create a job for myself.