Sarah's world of Procrastination

Vivienne Westwood.

2009-09-21T18:51:00.000-07:00

I really want to bring the Hollywood glam headscarf back.

so these are the latest from the great lady. Causing controversy by having a model light up on the run way, she also used London fashion week to highlight the plight of the rain forests.

Bette Davis

2009-09-21T18:14:00.000-07:00

Is freaking awesome, I honestly wish I was half the bitch she was.

QUOTE

2009-08-28T22:38:00.000-07:00

"The most exhausting thing in life is being insincere"- Anne Morrow Lindbergh

I don't know that I'd use it as the title but this quote fits into the Library and the lift so well

The Library

2009-08-28T04:17:00.000-07:00

This story is connected to the lift, both will be put together for a screen play. the lift happens about 14 hours before this piece, but I'll be placing it in the middle as a flash back. It's also a fictionalised version of event's I've experienced recently.

I stand in the doorway; High tech, brand new, Minimalist, Intimidating....Useless, I can’t even find the return chute it turns out to be some fantastically high tech over designed hole that takes a librarian pointing it out to be found. The smell is over powering; clawing at my nostrils running down my throat, disinfectant, hospital grade. My pocket vibrates. “Hey miss are you in your room?” the phone number accompanying the text isn’t in my phone, but I know who it is, he was supposed to visit last night to spite I send back a “who is this?”, I don’t normally use this library, in fact this is my first trip here it’s new. It’s impossible to find a pattern with the displays, this makes me nervous, anxious. “It’s Aloisiuos”, why does he stick with such a lame nickname? “I’m at the library, I’ll be back at 2” I came here to find a specific book, It’s on the shelf in front of the counter, good luck considering how confusing this damn library is, should I be concerned the librarian is wearing cotton gloves? That smell wont fucking die, it’s overpowering my senses, I can’t concentrate, book, card, counter, book, card, receipt, bag. I escape the library the smell still in my nose, down my throat. I turn off Crown and down Foveaux, it’s steep I have to walk slowly, but the anxiety makes that hard, I force myself to stop to go into a shop and look around It’s 1.05 I walk out and down the street again, straight ahead across the road, turn left then straight ahead turn right down into the tunnel through to the next tunnel and out behind UTS, up the escalator, turn around, up the next escalator, up into the design building, through the cafe, to the court yard out over the bridge around the tower, into the tower, down the stairs to housing, I have to pick up a statement for centrelink, I just want to rush home and see him, but he kept me waiting last night, I’m nothing if not spiteful. I start back up out of the tower, down Broadway itching to get home I force myself to slow, its only 1.28 he won’t be there till 2 if he shows at all, if he hasn’t gone home without telling me, he’d do it, he’s done it before. I get caught up at the lights not once but twice, I could walk the red light at Jones it’s a glorified lane, I don’t. I wait two minutes. I cross, Stroll, it takes all I can muster to not bolt, to not text “Im around” Three minutes at wattle. four minutes at the side lane, Notre Dame, Una’s, convenience, print shop, easy way, tattoo shop, clothes store, computer store, Indian, Chinese, pasta I turn the corner, I stop to get the mail, I don’t need to. My iPod is pounding; I use it to stop you from talking to me half the time it’s not on. Scramble for my key card, dip card, doors open, in I slip, wait for the lifts, the door opens, dip card, press 6, I got the dodgy lift it Ka-thunks on every level, level 6, I get out, turn left, dip my card, open the door, walk through the kitchen to the lounge, flatmates, hi, through to my room, my phones making noises, “you should come back a lil earlier we have to go at about 2” I wasn’t going to tell him I was early, I was going to wait, “Im around” . I wonder aimlessly for a second, I have 3 minutes minimum. I need something in my hands; the message will be loud and clear No Hugging, A plate of camembert and a knife. I wish my door bell wasn’t a ringing cliché but “Ding Dong”.

The Lift.

2009-08-28T04:16:00.000-07:00

Lifts terrify me, the noise the sudden movements, the ones in my building have been mistreated and it shows. One Ka-thunks when it hits every level, the other drops half a floor when it starts up. I listen to my iPod to drown out the noise, and the silence. So to start off I’m not in a good frame of mine, my anxiety is climbing rapidly, The lift stops I almost get out, I quickly realise the lift has stopped on the 2nd floor, not the ground floor, I step back and she gets in, I acknowledge her, she looks odd but then she and I were friends until I ended it 8 months ago, last week we had coffee, she wants to patch it all up, she’s followed by her partner, we’ve been introduced over a year ago, we don’t know each other, then a tall woman gets in, I recognise her we’ve been to the same parties once or twice we have/had mutual friends I don’t need to look up again to know there’s a fourth person. Him, He’s embarrassed, that’s a first, it’s normally me that’s embarrassed, “you’ve ruined the surprise” now I know why she looks odd “what surprise?” “I’m coming up later tonight, it’s a surprise, you’ve ruined it, can you act surprised?” I barely look up from the ground, he hasn’t stepped over the threshold, He’s paused in that Charlie Chaplin pose his left leg forward his back unnaturally arched he’s holding the lift, I can see the body’s of the other three, tense, turned away, awkward, embarrassed, they know he wasn’t coming to see me, he didn’t want to see me while he was in town. “I don’t know if I can act surprised, I got kicked out of drama after all” I recognise the voice, it’s one I haven’t heard in ages, flat, hollow, detached, this is why I can’t stand him, not because he wasn’t going to visit, but because they feel sorry for me, because they think I’m pathetic, I need to be lied to, placated, patronized. “Come to dinner with us” I can see reflections in the mirror, I see him step forward, the lift doors close, the tension behind me hits my back harder than before, they don’t want me there “no thanks, I’m off to dinner now” “where?” he would ask wouldn’t he “Macca’s” “you have to act surprised” shut up, shut the fuck up. I practically sprint for the lift doors as they glide open, they follow “you’ll act surprised for me” god you’re a cunt, it’s awkward enough, I’m humiliated enough without you pretending without you acting it up. They follow me around; I press the green button to get the front doors of the lobby open, He keeps on about surprise be surprised, my anger grows I don’t look back I just make noises that sound agreeable fuck that asshole now I’m going to order two deluxe cheeseburgers just to calm down.

Justice and Police Museum

2009-08-24T17:26:00.000-07:00

The Justice and Police Museum is just of Circular Quay, I had to go check it out for university and I have to say I love it. At the Moment the exhibition is the "Femme Fatal" Exhibit, it briefly talks about women criminals in general, phrenology, witch craft, pulp fiction, film noir and then goes on to look at Australian female criminals with a room especially for Abortion in Australia. It has other stuff as well but right now I'm focusing on the femme fatale/abortion aspect for an assignment. If you get a chance check this Museum out. I think it's $8 for an adult $4 for concessions.

Orphan

2009-08-24T16:59:00.000-07:00

I went and saw "Orphan" (although I keep going to call it "The Orphan") last night, god it scared me, I don't think adopting Russian orphans is in my future anytime soon. Isabelle Fuhrman plays Esther the Orphan and is amazing at it, I thought Peter Sarsgaard, I don't know if I dislike his acting or the character, the character was definitly weak and I didn't like that. Aryana Engineer plays the little sister Max and is amazing, like her character she is also hearing impared, I love the way they used sound in this fim especially when focusing on "Max".
Definitly a film I'd pay to see, it may not be the best film ever, it gets a bit cliche in the "thriller" sneaking up behind you kind of way but I enjoyed it for sure.

I also wish I had Esther's wardrobe.

Death Photography

2009-08-20T19:40:00.000-07:00

So I love all things Victorian (and I dont mean the state!). The Victorians would have photos of loved ones taken after death, often days after. In the case of children it was becouse they'd have no photos most of the time, often children would move and that would ruin the photo. Often with children their siblings are made tostand around them, usually these photos are set up like a normal photo; the subject sitting up, eyes open, book in hand etc sometimes they are in a coffin not often though.

C.W.

2009-08-19T06:19:00.001-07:00

My latest peice of creative writing is not fiction, not based in fiction. It's a recent event. Its really obvious what and who its about to obvious for me to post it but if for whatever bizare reason you want to read it I can email it to you if you message me.!

National Dress.

2009-08-19T01:16:00.000-07:00

So it's national dress time at miss universe and what did we learn? Miss Albania is a vampire, Miss Australia fell into a pile of multi coloured trash bags,Miss Russia looks hot in military X show girl kit but she's going through a blue phase, Miss great Britain digs Vivienne westwood (she's even repping for the rangas),Miss Argentina combines cowgirl with the innocent Sunday school teacher vibe, Miss USA's bikini has a suspiciously genitalesc flower guess where? and she's a grid girl?, Miss Estonia is in an ABBA tribute band (if she isn't she really should be), Miss India has a unicorn on her left shoulder.. Miss Ireland did you just make all of your fellow country men and women weep? I don't think leprechaun really is the best national dress.Could Miss Czech republic
explain the significance of butterfly's to her culture to me?and while she's at it why do all of the contestants evening dresses make me think they're about to go compete in ice skating?

St Marys

2009-08-18T07:54:00.000-07:00

LUTHIE

2009-08-18T07:40:00.000-07:00

I'm watching the BBC Narnia right now, Edmund could you be more of a dickhead?

My favorite flower

2009-08-18T07:33:00.001-07:00

Hydrangea

Some of my photography

2009-08-18T07:22:00.001-07:00

These are some of my old photography, I'm an amature. I've taken no classes.

Iwon a competition (ok a uni housing comp) with the above photo.

My Dad, I seriously love this man! I'm definitly a daddy's girl.

some bullshit thoughts I wrote.

2009-08-18T07:19:00.001-07:00

I suppose I’m a non-conforming conformist. I talk in a circular over articulated manor in order to confuse, bewilder and disorientate. To make you feel inferior, that’s my aim or so I let you think. Even now I write like some wanky know it all. It’s all for show. I want and need to keep you at arm’s length; I can’t have you like me because if you like me you’ll grow to hate me. I’d rather you hate me from the start then like me, suck me in, make me vulnerable. No it’s much better to have you intimidated, to force you into a corner that breeds hate, dislike, distrust. That’s what I tell myself. Nobody talks like that, but I do and it’s not an act. I suppose I’ve read too many tomes overflowing with Victorian love stories; it’s taken its effect on me.

The character description for the previous post

2009-08-18T07:18:00.001-07:00

A six year old girl sits quietly; barely moving, her little knobby knee’s clenched tightly together, her hands rest folded in her lap, people comment on how quiet and well behaved she is. This little girl is waiting for her parents, her mother has been ill, this isn’t why the little girl is quiet, she and her mother aren’t close (her mother had trouble bonding) This little girl whose name is Penny is quiet because she likes to observe her surroundings and take everything in, she also day dreams a lot and has quite a lot of anxiety.
Penny’s oval face is framed by chin length Brown hair with a straight fringe across her forehead, wide deep brown eyes with thick black lashes, pale freckled skin. Her body is long and thin people often (wrongly) think she’s under weight.
Penny has a younger brother Jack; he is 23 months younger than her. Penny is in Kindergarten at a little infant’s school near her parents work.
Penny love’s Neapolitan ice cream, pine orange poppers and white bread but her mum only buys brown bread and she doesn’t buy poppers because they cost too much.
Penny has one pet rabbit; Rab, she was called princess until Penny’s mum discovered he was a boy.
Penny’s report card describes Penny as “Quiet, polite and sensitive, she may need to come out of her shell a bit. Penny’s Literacy level’s are a little bit behind however her numeracy levels and creative skills are on track if not slightly ahead of her age group”.
Penny Likes to play with her doll’s she doesn’t have a ken doll or a baby born like she’d like to have.
Penny tends to day dream, she gets lost in her own world a lot making up dramatic situations in places she reads about in the set of encyclopaedias in the school library, she writes little stories that she illustrates, but Penny doesn’t like to keep her work so she throws it all away.

Story time.

2009-08-18T07:16:00.000-07:00

I can still feel the warm sticky blood dripping from my mouth as I sit waiting, the fear bubbles up inside me where has my mother gone?
I get out of the car I slam shut the door and bolt for the main entrance, “Sarah...Sarah slow down and wait” I stop and wait even though it takes all my might I can’t be rebellious I knew even then that I have to be the good one. Finally after what seems like an hour I can go inside, as always it was Jack delaying me. Jack was and still is the bane of my existence; my little brother, the cute one, I was never the cute one and Jack still is.
My father looks old, older than his normal old. We walk quietly down the corridor; I know how to behave in quite places, this place is like church. We get to a room at the end of a corridor that smells like my grandparents house, the room is all white and wood not real wood fake wood, in the middle of it is a bed, in the bed is my mum, Jack starts to cry, I don’t we aren’t particularly close my mum says it’s because she got sad for awhile after I was born, I think she should have at least pretended to like me, that’s what dad says when he thinks’ I can’t hear. I just really want to get to school, I’m in Kindergarten, and I’m going to be a Nun when I grow up just like sister Leonie.
I’m running late because of mum, I’m always late. There’s an assembly today, sister Leonie will ask everyone to prey for my mum because she’s sick.
My mother will say every time she recounts the stories of events she didn’t witness that I had my hands in my jumper and that’s why I fell. I even through all of the confusion know exactly where my hands were, they were beside me, not in my jumper because I wasn’t wearing my jumper, I wasn’t running, I was walking, not skipping, not jumping, not rebelling, I am trying to be invisible. When you’re always late, when you’re wearing a fourth hand uniform and your hair was done by your dad all you want is to be invisible.
I pick myself up and hurry to the back of the line, I wait for Sister Leonie to start assembly with the our father and then the Hail Mary instead she looks up and out over the infants and straight at me, Sister makes this noise of her like she’s got food stuck in her throat like when you eat to fast and then sister falls over, right there in front of everyone, teachers are running everywhere, the front of my uniform feels really warm and sticky so does my face, I really want to go inside I don’t feel well.
My teacher Mrs Heffernan came running down the aisle to me; all of a sudden I was being carried by her as she runs across the court yard up to the church, through to the sacristy and into the staff room where Mrs. Slattery is waiting, Mrs Slattery is the scary year one teacher, everyone is scared of her. They start pulling my uniform off Mrs Slattery pushes a towel up at my mouth, my mouth hurts it really hurts and I want my mum I want her here where is my mum? Mrs Heffernan puts me into a boy’s sports uniform; I don’t want to be in a boys uniform I WANT MY UNIFORM. My dad’s here whys my dad here? I want my MUM go and get me my mum. My dad picks me up and carries me to the van. “Sarah you’ve been so good so far and I know it hurts but we have one last tooth to fix, we have two options, 1. You can go to hospital like mummy is and they’ll put you to sleep with a needle and pull it out or 2. I can pull it out in less than a minute its hanging by a thread it’s practically out already and then you can go home with daddy. What’ll it be?”
My dad squeezes my hand; I try to talk “horshpotle”
Next thing I know the dentist and the nurse are holding me down and my dad’s pulling my tooth out because the dentist claims it’ll be less traumatic, less traumatic then what? I still want to know why my mum isn’t here.

So I know it exists in one form still

2009-08-18T07:11:00.001-07:00

But I wish I could go back to when it was good old fashion SEX.

She can do no wrong.

2009-08-18T07:05:00.000-07:00

Vivienne Westwood spring/summer 09

It makes me want to bust out and dress in plastic bags/play with barbies.

Edwardian Inspirations

2009-08-01T03:53:00.000-07:00

So I'm feeling the Edwardian era at the moment, heres some images to inspire.

Ghost World Review.

2009-07-30T04:19:00.001-07:00

This is a review I wrote as a sample of work to try and get some review work with Vertigo (UTS mag).

Ghost World is never going to be a blockbuster; it won’t make headlines for its earnings, but it will be one of those cult films that people name drop at parties for the credit. Director Terry Zwigoff has done a fantastic job of bringing the graphic novel to the screen. This film follows the high school outcasts Enid, a Daria for the naughties and Rebecca the sidekick who seems to only be an outcast because of her friendship with Enid, through their graduation and the following summer while they attempt to find their places in the world, this could so easily have turned out to be one the cliché teen film’s dealing with the teen/adult world threshold however with Zwigoff behind the wheel and the outstanding performances of Thora Birch (Enid) and Scarlet Johansson (Rebecca) this was never going to happen. A fantastic cast including Steve Buscemi and Illeana Douglas help to make this the wonderfully dark, satirical, hilarious and scarily truthful portrayal of the disenfranchised teen.

The Ideal Men.

2009-07-10T01:17:00.000-07:00

I love men from the Victorian era up through the 50's, they generally don't make em to look like that anymore however,
Richard Armitage does the look justice.

So the plans for the next 5 days.

2009-07-08T04:44:00.001-07:00

Reading, Crafting, DVDs, Walking, Op shopping.

I'm thinking of starting up an OP shop review blog. I've been trying to find a website that has op shops all listed in one spot.. so maybe I should start one. I love op shopping up here, even without mum chauffeuring me around hopefully I'll be able to see a few of them, maybe walk over to my absolute favorite in south lismore it's a lifeline one (there are 2 lifeline's in lismore).

I've got a few books to read while I'm home

I have to finish the world jones made, I have a heap of paper backs, Pride and prejudice and zombies, Dostoyevsky's notes from the underground and some others.

I'm having a costume drama DVD day and crafting and walking alot.

3 sites I love.

2009-07-08T04:28:00.000-07:00

Ah I love webcomics but I can be picky.
I love Natalie Dee
http://www.nataliedee.com/

But Mitch Clem is my absolute love, I love his work I fell in love with Nothing nice to say but his other work is also fantastic.
http://www.mitchclem.com/

So I'm not nor have I ever been a bride...eventually one day in the very distant future I plan on maybe doing it, But I do love this site, I use it for Party decorations and Eye candy lol.
http://offbeatbride.com/

Broadie Inspiration

2009-07-07T05:43:00.000-07:00

so driving through broadwater today 2 particular buildings kind of inspired me, to do what I don't know but it's reignited my love for architecture.

The 11 and 12th commandments.

2009-07-05T05:55:00.000-07:00

thou shalt not live out thy IRL drama via facebook.
thou shalt remember status comments are not private.

spelling?

2009-06-28T19:40:00.001-07:00

why is it everytime I type it I add an A to results.? well except for that time.

Cold feet...is this adult life?

2009-06-28T18:59:00.000-07:00

So I've been watching the DVDs of the TV series cold feet and apparently when you grow up and get married you have affairs with all your best friends and split up and get back together and split up and marry the world's ugliest Irish man.
really that's all you need to know to understand the series.

zac posen cape thing

2009-06-17T07:23:00.000-07:00

I've fallen in love with Capes, my mum just brought me a vintage one and in that vane here's a Zac Posen one I'd kill your mother for.

Currently watching/reading/crafting/listening to.

2009-06-17T06:47:00.000-07:00

So it's holidays and what am I currently doing?

Watching

I'm a huge fan of TV series on DVD and the ultimo library has very similar tastes to mine

Ballykissangel season 4

Spooks Just finished season 3

Charmed seasons 6/7/8

Listening to

My dad brought me Marian Faithful Broken English for my 21st. I've been listening to it a lot especially the Ballad of Lucy Jordan.

Crafting

-About to start embroidering some sublime stitches

-knitting

READING

I'm working my way through 57 books. currently.

the 2 I'm currently reading are:

-The world Jones made- Phillip K Dick

- Pride and prejudice and zombies- Jane Austen and Seth Grahame Smith

website

2009-05-09T04:11:00.000-07:00

http://www.sleeveface.com/

gah I love it.

Dracula one of the greatest love storys of all time?

2009-05-05T04:48:00.000-07:00

So the title might be a bit much but I've just finished watching Bram Stoker's Dracula (I plan on reading the book when I get my paws on it). I have an essay to write on Vampires etc so this was research sort of.

The Story of a Prince losing his Princess to the enemy (the invading Turks) and then turning on his faith and church whom he had fought to protect because of they lack of protection they afford his Love. To become this demonic being whom he exists as until by chance he discovers the fiance of a young man who was visiting Dracula on business is in fact his Princess reincarnate.

So the audience gets this tortured soul. a man who fought for his faith and is god but was betrayed, by his faith and his god. a man determined and her bent to get his love back damned the consequences. Journeying to England to get her back. Although he does realise that he can't put her through his cursed fate "you will be cursed to walk through the shadow of death for all eternity, I love you to much" however his love "Minna" over powers this and he turns her at her request.

However Van Helsing and his helpers (including Minna's fiance) come to her "rescue" chasing Dracula to Romania but at the same time "foolishly" bringing Minna to her true love. During his death scene Dracula through Minna's love and the purity of that love goes back to the "fold" as it were. God forgives him.

All of these events happen because of Love. Something that is supposed to be completely pure (but in reality isn't) causes so much death and destruction. Love causes a man to renounce his god, his maker.

This isn't a review so much as a bunch of my jumbled thoughts on the movie which I plan on using for an assignment. I don't know I'm feeling a bit off today so probably none of that makes sense.

Current Favorite things and Inspirations

2009-05-02T17:42:00.000-07:00

So this post is full of my current favorite things and my inspirations......inspiring what I have no clue but whatever.

Taro Ice cream.

They Sell it at Cold Rock in china town. (probably other places) according to the girl there its an "Asian" Flavour (Only Asian people order it........Asian people and Me that is) its Sweet Potato. Tastes like Tim Tam. delicious.

My NEW Kmart Pea Jacket. got it last night. probably shouldn't have I'm trying to not spend money but I love this coat so much. and I dont have anything that length. I have my Leopard Print Overcoat (which really isn't suitable for "formal" occasions) and my shorter jackets (not suitable for colder occasions).

So I have a bit of a thing for wearing slips as dresses and I've decided one day when I can afford it and she has time I'll be getting my dressmaker to re create Judy Garlands corset and petticoat costume from meet me in st Louis.

Old Bathing Suits I love, I'm getting one made later in the year, but from the really old style with the pantaloons? Odd I know but I came across a pair someone had made on craftster and fell in love.

So After years of being on PRD I finally took a look at offbeat bride which is a site they rave about on there and I found this wedding dress and maid of honour dress and I have to say its scarily close to the meet me in st Louis costume I want so badly.

Slips, the way to my heart, I have quite a lot in differing styles. I have two they've been intentionally made into dresses by a woman back home but normally I just wear them as dresses anyway. Currently doing the two slips at a time thing a slip for my slip hahaha. a Butter milk and a mocha cream which with my green tartan stockings and lavender T bar wittner flats (which have I admit seen better days) looks quite nice.

I have a morbid fascination with little miss jon Benet. I just used her image as a text for an essay on sexual tension. she may very well have inspired my current "girly" faze and my temporarily blond locks who knows.

This entry's been inspired by the website http://www.punkrockdomestics.com/ and a few inspiration threads on there.

My Blog.

2009-05-02T04:06:00.000-07:00

So Welcome to my blog.
This isn't my first Foray into the world of the blog, I have one for Uni and one that I very "covertly" anonymous vent.
I don't know I've been rather bored of late, a bit depressed and I think if can use this to express the thoughts I usually used to pass on to another friend (with whom I've regretfully ended the friendship for various reasons) I'll be that little less bored and eventually less depressed (boredom contributes to my depression). now don't get me wrong this isn't going to be all doom and gloom this will be where i post links to oddity's, talk about movies and music and just put out some random jumbled thoughts.
So that's it for now! enjoy