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.
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:
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.
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 2 comments
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.
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?
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: