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Instagrammin’

Instagrammin’

Hey buddies! I don’t think I’ve mentioned that since my last Instagram update post the business I worked for decided to move the department I worked in interstate. So that means 1) I no longer have a job (if you know of a non-terrible job in Melbourne let me know!) and 2) I can’t take Instagram elevator fashion photos anymore! But here are a few that I took before I finished working:

Look at that grumpy face! And look at that amazing jacket that I found in a small town op shop (thrift store) for a couple of bucks.

I thought I was stealing this jumper from my boyfriend but it turns out it actually belongs to our friend James. Hi James!

I don’t know why I’m looking so grumpy because that coat is one of my favourite things ever. It’s from TopShop but from about three years ago.

These shoes cost $8. And my t-shirt is from Hunx and his Punx who are amazing.

I think this was my last night of work. The Endless Bummer tote from Fieldguided is one of my current favourite things.

So in the week or so that I’ve been unemployed I’ve been doing things like:

Really crap/easy DIY projects. I don’t even know what this paint was meant for but I used it to paint a shelf. Garfield helped.

I tied some Spanish moss up with string and hung it on my window.

I turned this clear glass skull into a snowglobe type thing with pink glitter and water.

And I put some of my plants into proper pots.

When I’m not doing really simple DIYs I’ve been buying and reading a lot of books, and buying and listening to a lot of records:

I have a plan to turn one of our spare bedrooms into a teen girl bedroom art installation type thing (aka an excuse to make my teen girl dream bedroom) and the Sweet Valley High books are a part of that. I want to collect the entire series.

SO excited to read Elvis and Me.

I felt like everyone in the world was reading Gone Girl except me.

I’ve been listening to a lot of Stevie Nicks and Fleetwood Mac lately. It’s really nice to have a record player again! I was going to replace the needle on my old record player but it ended up that the needle would have cost more than the entire thing was really worth so I ended up buying a new cheap record player and so far it’s been really great.

Ok, so if you want to be Instagram buddies I am bronnyzig and you will see lots of photos of my cats.

November 20, 2012 0 comments
Endless Bummer

Endless Bummer

Hey guys, even though I almost never take photos of them anymore, I still wear clothes! Here’s what I wore today:

Bad Brains tshirt: Angry Young and Poor, denim vest: op shop, skirt: Brodie’s garage sale, shoes: Forever 21, bag: Fieldguided, lipstick: Dior – Mysterious Mauve.

November 15, 2012 6 comments
Heaps Cool Stuff

Heaps Cool Stuff

Taylor Swift, feminism and Sylvia Plath: Alice Bolin ties them all together on This RecordingStevie Nicks is a queen, a witch, a dragon; she’s in control. Stevie Nicks is there for us: this essay gets even better and the whole Stevie tag on ‘One Week One Band‘ is fantastic. Emma Wooley’s post about what it’s like being a teenage girl really hit home for me (and a lot of other people judging by the thousands of tumblr notes on it).

I love Sincerely Hanna’s Switcheroo photos, this one of Coreena and Kyle is one of my favourites.

Why I Stopped Buying Frankie Magazine, a great post about the lack of diversity in Frankie and other Australian magazines (from June 2010 but I only just read it so I want to talk about it). A Frankie contributer named Chloe Walker responded to this post by saying “on the website the mag is described as ‘aimed at women (and men) looking for a magazine that’s as smart, funny, sarcastic, friendly, cute, rude, arty, curious and caring as they are’. That’s their focus, not ‘diversity’.” Which I thought was kind of horrifying to be honest. How can body/racial diversity not fit into those categories? I really don’t think thin, white, cis-gendered people hold a monopoly on being smart, funny, arty, curious or caring. GROSS.

My talented genius buddy Sara is now selling her prints on Etsy. My favourites are this Rebel Girl one and the Lindsay Lohan postcard.

Another talented genius buddy of mine, Nathania, came across this great interview with Kathleen Hanna from Index magazine in 2000 where she talks about feeling alienated by popular movies, particularly comedies because she can’t find sexist bullshit funny which is something I really relate to.

I want to work my way through Scouting New York’s list of horror movies set in NYC. So far I’ve only watched Frankenhooker, Basket Case, American Psycho, Black Swan, and a few others.

And here’s some parting words from Aubrey Plaza.

November 8, 2012 1 comment
On Giving A Shit

On Giving A Shit

I hate this whole culture of cool that is wrapped up in ‘not giving a shit’. I hate that for so many people around my age the pinnacle of ‘coolness’ (whatever coolness is, who even knows to be honest) is about how much you can not care about stuff. Coolness that is wrapped in things like not giving shit about Daniel Tosh’s rape joke, or not giving a shit about whether or not it’s okay for white girls to appropriate other cultures, or not giving a shit about Caitlin Moran’s racism or just generally not giving a shit about whether or not the words you use might be offensive to somebody.

I can’t understand this idea of  ’Oh wow, it’s so cool that you don’t give a shit about whether you’re racist or sexist or otherwise offensive.’ This idea that caring about not being an offensive dickhead is just so uncool, that educating yourself is so uncool, that caring about trying to be a good person is so uncool. Being an ignorant, racist/sexist/homophobe is just so much cooler, not giving a shit about how you make other people feel is just so much cooler. Being offensive is so edgy and funny. Knowing that something is offensive but not caring is just so awesome.  I can’t understand the way that people who are really caught up in this ‘coolness’ like to write off those of us who do genuinely care about these issues as ‘feminist killjoys’ and ‘PC police’. I don’t care about these issues because it gives me some feeling of moral superiority over those who don’t; I care about these issues because they either affect me directly or because I know people who are directly affected and hurt by these things. I care about these issues because I genuinely believe that they are important and that they matter.

I am the uncoolest guy ever because I think compassion, empathy and trying your best to be a good person are important. I think critical thought, examining and checking privilege, and interrupting whiteness are important. I think intersectional feminism is important. I think that words mean things and that we should all choose our words carefully and do our best to stop using hurtful or offensive terms in every day speech. I think that as bloggers with fairly large audiences it is our obligation to do all that we can to make sure our posts, outfits, and comments are not offensive or hurtful to our readers. I don’t think that fashion blogs or fashion bloggers are exempt from engaging in these discussions just because they may not directly fit into the usual blog post topics. I think it’s important to hold other bloggers accountable for their words and actions and not to just ignore bad behaviour because you think somebody is ‘cool’. I feel like as human beings and as adults it is our responsibility to think about how our actions and words (both on and offline) will make other people feel and to do our very best not to be hurtful. This goes for racism, misogyny, ableism, homophobia, heteronormativity, classism etc. I do give a shit about these things, I really give a shit and I wish more other people did too.

November 7, 2012 11 comments
Top Six Poems

Top Six Poems

1. Paper Dolls – Sierra Demulder

Sierra’s probably most well known for Unrequited Love Poem but Paper Dolls definitely ‘speaks’ to me a lot more. My favourite part:

“And I know sometimes it’s hard to feel perfect
when you can’t tell an adam’s apple from a fist
because some ashtray of a man forced you to play his eden.”

I also really recommend her poem Mrs Dahmer because hey, combining slam poetry with serial killers – what more could I ask for?

2. Ten Honest Thoughts On Being Loved By A Skinny Boy – Rachel Wiley

My favourite part:

“The phrase “Big girls need love too” can die in a fire.
Fucking me does not require an asterisk.
Loving me is not a fetish.
Finding me beautiful is not a novelty. 
I am not a fucking novelty.”

3. The Honest House – Megan Falley

My favourite part:

“Did you know that the metronome inside us quickens when telling a lie? I want to build
an honest house, where the motion detector is so sharp it knows when my thoughts leave
the room. Where the clap-on lamp works as a polygraph. When you swear you still love
me, the lights flicker.”

I also really love some of Megan’s other poems like For Those Who Are Right Now Still Looking For Closure, and Fat Girl.

4. Blue Banket – Andrea Gibson

My favourite part:

‘Walking to the car alone
get the keys in the lock
please, please, please, please open
like already you can feel that five-fingered noose around your neck
his nails digging graves into the sacred soil of your flesh
please, please, please, please open”

Basically everything else that Andrea Gibson has written is incredible, I can’t even choose favourites.

5. I Had A Dream About You – Richard Siken

My favourite part:

“Still wet, I lay down next to you. Your arms, your legs, your naked chest,
your ribs delineated like a junkyard dogs.
There’s nowhere to go, I thought. There’s nowhere to go.”

There’s no video for this one but you can read the whole thing here, his book ‘Crush’ is one of my favourites.

6. Survival Poem #17 – Marty McConnell

I’m just going to post the whole thing here because it’s short and I can’t choose a favourite passage.

“because this is what you do. get up.
blame the liquor for the heaviness. call in late
to work. go to the couch because the bed
is too empty. watch people scream about love
on Jerry Springer. count the ways
it could be worse. it could be last week
when the missing got so big
you wrote him a letter
and sent it. it could be yesterday, no work
to go to, whole day looming.
it could be last month
or the month before, when you still
thought maybe. still carried plans
around with you like talismans.
you could have kissed him last night.
could have gone home with him, given in,
cried after, softly, face to the wall, his heavy arm
around you, hand on your stomach, rubbing.
shower. remember your body. water
hotter than you can stand. sit
on the shower floor. the word
devastated ringing the tub. buildings
collapsed into themselves. ribs
caving toward the spine. recite
the strongest poem you know. a spell
against the lonely that gets you
in crowds and on three hours’ sleep.
wonder where the gods are now.
get up. because death is not
an alternative. because this is what you do.
air like soup, move. door, hallway, room.
pants, socks, shoes. sweater. coat. cold.
wish you were a bird. remember you
are not you, now. you are you
a year from now. how does that
woman walk? she is not sick or sad.
doesn’t even remember today.
has been to Europe. what song
is she humming? now. right now.
that’s it.”

via.

 

October 29, 2012 4 comments
Instagram Fashion

Instagram Fashion

I still haven’t unpacked my proper camera because I am the worst at unpacking but I have been Instagramming some outfits lately so here’s a pretty good collection of what I’ve been wearing lately:

Dress from ASOS, shirt from Dorothy Perkins.

Dress from Dotti, cardigan from Etsy, lipstick: Chanel – Hysteria.

Jacket from ASOS, same lipstick as above.

I had some weird plan to grow out my fringe entirely but I just couldn’t do it and got a little scissor-happy in my bathroom.

Skirt from Brodie’s garage sale, jumper: op shopped, tights c/o We Love Colors.

Apple sunglasses – ASOS.

My new favourite lipstick! Dior – Mysterious Mauve.

Sunglasses: Urban Outfitters, nail strips: Sally Hansen.

Dress: Target, shoes: Urban Outfitters.

And a couple of sneak peeks at my new house (I’m planning on doing one of those ~house tours~ bloggers love so much when it’s all finally organised):

Shower curtain courtesy of Tom.

If you’ve been missing my updates you can always head over to Least Likely where I wrote about all the books I want to read and why I should buy an e-Reader the other day or follow me on Instagram (bronnyzig) xx

October 23, 2012 4 comments
Party Of Five Season Two Recap

Party Of Five Season Two Recap

Seriously, after two seasons and something like 44 episodes of Party Of Five, I’m starting to hate the Salingers. Especially Charlie and Bailey who are disgusting jerks. But anyway, here’s what happened in season two. If you missed the season one recap you can find it here.

Griffin showed up! I don’t actually remember much about him except that I think Julia marries him at some point. He actually first showed up in Season One and was played by James Marsden (above) but from Season Two onwards he was played by Jeremy London (below).

Apparently they put them both in red t-shirts so we wouldn’t get confused.

Jennifer Love Hewitt made her first appearance too! Little babby JLH! She looks so young. She plays Sarah, a nice girl who is really into Bailey for some inexplicable reason.

Charlie still had a mullet and was still the worst dude ever. Ugh, just look at his dumb face.

Julia was still dating Justin (aka Heroin Bob from SLC Punk), that’s them making out in the background. Bailey still had dimples.

I kind of want to turn these re-cap posts in Claudia Salinger appreciation posts because she is the best Salinger. Here she is throwing her bra away because she is an awesome young feminist. Actually she bought a too-big bra and then stuffed it with tissues but I like to think this is a feminist act.

Julia and Griffin made out and she cheated on Justin. But not long after that Griffin stole money from some guy and then got sent to military school in New Orleans so he didn’t appear in much more of season two. Before he left he did suggest that Julia should get a tattoo of a yin yang sign which I was screaming over.

In most of the episodes he was in, he kept wearing that same old red shirt.

Charlie and Kirsten nearly got married, but then they didn’t. Lucky for her.

Claudia made friends with Cokie Mason from The Babysitters Club movie (aka Marla Sokoloff and her character in PO5 had a name but I’m going to keep calling her Cokie) and Cokie kept calling her ‘Fiddle Girl’.

They smoked cigarettes on the bus. See, I told you Claudia was the best.

Julia and Justin went to see Sophie B Hawkins (OMG!) and the crowd was seriously pathetic. Like, why are they all sitting down and looking grumpy?! What is wrong with you kids?!

Charlie almost cheated on Kirsten with Christie Masters-Christianson from Romy and Michelle.

Sarah (JLH) wore this great red dress to Charlie and Kirsten’s wedding that didn’t happen.

Here are some ‘I’m not actually getting married’ jears.

Look at Julia’s awesome sex hair! This was totally one of her best moments, getting drunk at her brother’s non-wedding and losing her virginity to an equally drunk Justin.

Claudia and Cokie Mason got drunk in the tent. Where is the Claudia Salinger spin-off because I want to watch it.

Sarah found out that she was adopted (and that her biological mother was Debra from Everybody Loves Raymond) and got pissed at her parents so Bailey gave her a key to his house and basically invited her to move in. Come on kids, you’re 16 years old! It’s not time to exchange keys just yet!

This babely teen lesbian was into Julia and Julia was not impressed. But later she wore this great outfit and comforted her and I suppose learnt tolerance or whatever (kind of like Claudia and the gay violin teacher in episode one).

Charlie was dating Kathleen, this busy boss lady and one time she wasn’t paying him enough attention or something (because you know, she had work to do at her job) so he walked into her office and carried her out like this. Way to make her look weak and powerless in front of her employees, Charlie you douche.

Sarah started singing in this band and did a sexy version of ‘Fever’ while taking her jacket off while playing a show at a cafe one afternoon which was kind of weird but whatever. Then of course Bailey (douchebag extraordinaire) got all jealous and started telling her she shouldn’t dress so ‘revealing’ and kept trying to make her wear turtlenecks and insinuating that she’s a slut and stuff. She told him off and my hatred for Bailey grew even more.

Charlie’s girlfriend Kathleen pulled a big Valley Of The Dolls suicide attempt after he breaks up with her which I thought was out of character but this scene did look pretty awesome with the huge loft apartment and pink pyjamas.

Claudia is holding a copy of Sassy magazine in her hand in this shot! She is the best.

Danny Masterson appeared as a guy in Sarah’s band who Bailey (of course) got jealous of.

Claudia was supposed to be playing seven minutes in heaven with this guy but she was Not Having It. Claudia Salinger is a role model.

A little baby teenaged Kate Hudson showed up in a really small and pointless role.

And here are some jears to finish off. I think these were of the ‘I nearly lost my late father’s restaurant and my younger brother had to spend his college money bailing me out’ variety. You suck, Charlie!

Some things that I forgot (or couldn’t be bothered) to get screen caps of: lots of great denim 90s fashions, a long lost Grandfather, Julia getting pregnant and then miscarrying, Charlie trying to hook up with a waitress, getting turned down and then firing her (lovely), and some creepy teacher trying to hit on Julia.

What will season three hold?! I’m going to guess more bad lighting and more jears.

October 4, 2012 1 comment