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Friday, October 26, 2007
Hi, my name is Stereo Mike...

So I was watching Daria tonight, and it was an episode with the song Drinking in LA by Bran Van 3000 in it. I remember when the song came out 8 or 9 years ago in the summer (I feel old, what the hell?), and how insanely catchy it was. I don't know whether it really took off anywhere else but it made me feel crazy nostalgic for the end of the 90's, so I looked for it online, and imagine my surprise when I found out Brit band The Twang re-recorded it last year. They're pretty different as The Twang is a northern (midlands, whatev) band from Birmingham and Bran Van 3000 is from L.A.

(It was the episode "The New Kid" just incase you were wondering - when Daria meets the home-schooled kid on the yearbook committee).

EDIT: Bran Van 3000's from Montreal. They're just singing about LA.

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Monday, October 22, 2007
Sometimes celluloid is all you need.

So the new Wes Anderson movie, The Darjeeling Limited is going to be released in November and I'm practically wetting myself in anticipation. The film's about three brothers (Owen Wilson, Jason Schwartzman and Adrien Brody) who set off on a journey across India in order to reform the bonds that they've lost over the years, and to find themselves. Of course it sounds a lot simpler than it is, and they find themselves making their journey in a far from conventional manner when they get stranded in a desert (I have no idea how you can get stranded in a desert but I can't wait to find out...in order to avoid this ever happening to me...unless it means I get to take part in a Wes Anderson styled adventure).

The film features Anderson's usual cast memebers Owen Wilson, Jason Schwartman, Anjelica Huston and Bill Murray, but also the excellent Adrien Brody, Camilla Rutherford and Natalie Portman. Newcomer Amara Karan also plays quite a central role and you'll see her later this year in the greatly anticipated (at least by me!) St Trinians. With such a great cast and a fabulous director, I really can't see how I can fail to love this film.

I've been getting into the mood with the soundtrack which is an electic mix featuring the likes of The Kinks and The Rolling Stones, as well as music from classical/traditional Indian composers, but it works well and I imagine will play quite a part in setting the tone for the film if Wes Anderson's previous films are anything to go by.(I've uploaded it and the link's at the end of this post).

If you've seen it already, let me know what you thought! And if not, and you're intrigued, here's the trailer!...At least, I hope it's here...

The Soundtrack:
The Darjeeling Limited
Sidenote: I realise I initially started out as a fashion blog which has now petered out into a film/music/fashion blog, so if you're hating the fact that I keep mixing everything together, let me know and if enough people feel the same way, I'll divide the topics into two separate blogs so you don't feel cheated when you think I've updated and written about something you actually care about!...Also I have no idea what the second black box is, but maybe you can just do me a favour and ignore it because I'm not sure how to delete it.

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Saturday, October 13, 2007
Ski**y Bitch.

I've been having a lot of Why Days recently. Why Days are those days that are awful from the moment you roll out of bed. You're usually running late, you hair won't lie flat, your face is pallid, and you have 'Avoid me' tattooed on your forehead - You wonder why you bothered getting out of bed at all and why the Fates seem to hate you in particular. I think French chanteuse Soko describes this perfectly in her song "Shitty Day," if you haven't heard this song you should, I'm pretty sure every girl in the history of mankind can relate to it.
Anyway, the point is that those days have been aplenty recently, and I think it has something to do with the influx of ultra stylish girls, gazelle-limbed girls at this university.

However, I've found an easy way to conquer my own crappy days in 3 steps:

1. The Death-Mask Face and "Why me God?" Hair I'm not one to push beauty products because that sort of thing hacks me off, but I recently discovered those Neutrogena Pure Glow cleansing cushion things and I am now completely dependent on them. They take like two minutes to use and your face looks pretty damn good after your done. There's a cleaning side and a moisturising side, so if you don't have time for your normal face routine, these babies will be your new friends. Crappy hair calls for one thing in my book and one thing only, put it all up and wear a hat (I personally favour a black or red beret).

2. The Dire Clothing Situation
At times like this, all you can do is go back to the basics, and basics I'm feeling at the moment are from French apparel institution A.P.C. If these simple yet chic pieces can't inspire me to see myself through my "shitty days," I don't think anything can. (The menswear isn't shabby at all either!) They're the sort of clothes you can literally just throw on with minimal fuss if you're running late.

3. The Mean Reds The Breakfast at Tiffany's soundtrack. I like the movie, but I love the music. Henry Mancini = genius. Music is the remedy for a day like this (unless your Why Days are based on deep-seated emotional problems. Sorry).

On another note

I've fallen in love with this boater hat by J.Smith Esquire. I can only describe it as unobtrusively jaunty and a little bit Enid Blyton.

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Sincerity is an art form.

So I'd like to start this post by apologising for the lack of attention I have been paying to my blog, your comments and your blogs too, I've just been super busy with the first week of classes and whatnot. Normally, this wouldn't stop me from being Partly-Attentive Girl, but I intend on focusing this year...mainly because after introductory lectures I am frightened of how much work is ahead of me. I think I'm most excited about my Film Cultures class, and most scared about Documentary Cultures, because we have to make our own documentaries next semester...which will then be screened in front of all the students, lecturers and other strangers. It's pretty much a very public examination. This is in addition to the numerous essays and exams to be done...remind me what I'm doing here again?

Aside from feeling academically unprepared, I have also been participating in the usual antics, which last weekend resulted in me spraining my ankle (it's still swollen and very painful - however, well-deserved) and vowing never to drink ever again. So there's my life update...well, for the last week anyway.

Song of the day:

Explosion In The Sky - First Breath After Coma

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Wednesday, October 03, 2007
Funny Games

Naomi Watts is going to be in a new film called Funny Games this year. It's a remake of 1997 German thriller (also of the same name), but is strangely being directed by Michael Hanake too.
While I have to admit i'm not particularly interested in the movie, I think the poster is fantastic.

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Tuesday, October 02, 2007
I hate bare feet.

Sometimes I think that I am more grateful to the people behind tights and socks than the inventor of the telephone or the light-bulb. The telephone is pretty damn handy, as is the light-bulb, but I'd be at a real loss without tights and socks. What would keep me warm in the winter months (when I refuse to wear trousers on a regular basis)? How would I pull together seemingly random clothing?
While I wear black, grey, and blue tights on a more regular basis, I still look forward to outfits which go with my crazier tights in bright colours and patterns because they take my outfits from something ordinary and give them character...plus you know I hate bare feet.

Susie-Bubble in a recent post mentioned that her choice of "hosiery's always getting stick," and I often see people on the street making comments about some poor strangers' leg apparel because they think it's over-the-top and 'show-offy,' but wearing interesting tights is not some loud attention-seeking statement, it's just like adding a final polish to an outfit. Apparently some designers agree, because now more than ever I'm seeing socks and tights are rolling down catwalks in riotous patterns and colours, from Eley Kishimoto to Prada. And who can imagine this winter's Prada collection without those colour-block socks?

Eley KishimotoPucci
Lucky for me, I'm not alone in this boat, there is actually a group on Flickr called Fashion My Legs which is devoted entirely to people who wear their tights and socks with style. I picked out some of my favourites and the wearers were kind enough to let me post them on here, which I am so pleased about because these girls have great style!

The sources of some leggy goodness:

Look from London


We Love Colours

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