> PUT EM UP

No matter how old you get your brother’s still an asshole. I’m 26 and I just bit my 21 one yr old, 6 ft, built like a brick shit house brother because he kicked me out of my old art studio (which he’s now taken over – still with all my art stuff in it). All I wanted to fix this pastel galaxy I’ve been experimenting with. I’ve only been gone a year. Turd burger.  Up yours Davo. This means war.


Posted: 04/19/10 | Ramble > Rant | 0 Comments



> WICKED WEBSITE

Hey guys, check out our films website here. Make sure you head to the Gallery for some awesome stills by Clare Plueckhahn. A massive thanks to Miss M Clapcott who put together the site. So talented.

Here’s a bit of a sneak preview. These are all from Hawaii. We’re launching the film on the Rip Curl Pro weekend  in April next year, up at Torquay, and soon after down in Melbs.

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Posted: 12/3/09 | Ramble > Rant | 1 Comment



> Man-gift of the Week.

Soooooo. Valentines day huh. It’s all very well for couples, but it can be quite a lonely day for singles. Band together. None of this feeling sorry for yourself bullshit. Get out there. Book a table for 10 and have a drunken dinner. Be loud and raucous and disturb all those sickly sweet smooching couples. And if you see anyone propose on Valentines day, boo them. It should be banned.

I sound like a bitter single person. But I’m not. I just hate unoriginal romance. It’s a crime. So that’s why I suggest, if you have a man, giving him a lemon tree.

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This is a cool gift. It not only provides lemons but is also a dedicated spot for your man to whizz when he’s really drunk. If he’s going to flop it out in the garden it may as well be serving a purpose. If he doesn’t have a garden. Put it in a pot. The bigger the better. Pick one up from Bunnings for just $27 and the lovely nursery folk will answer all your questions as well.

Not enough time you say? Bah. That’s no excuse. Bunnings is open from 8am – 9pm during the week.


Posted: 02/10/09 | Man Gift > Rant | 1 Comment



> The sweet smell of Liberty



The rise and demise and the rise of Laura Ashley. Who would have thought that we’d be adding the extra rise on the end of that sentence? EGAD.

But with Topshop launching their spring season of floral frocks and Nike’s ode to curtains, flowers, big and small, are back. Back with a familiar perfume. Breath deeply. Get a whiff. Ahhhhhh. I recognise that. It’s the Nineties. May the fashion Gods help us.

I’m not sure if I’ll be embracing this resurgence. Only time will tell. I’m more inclined to stick to monochrome tones and androgens zones of all things plain in these tough times. Although, I do have a soft spot for lace.

God help us if they start making those playsuit thiiings in florals.


Posted: 01/20/09 | Fashion Coffee > Ramble > Rant | 0 Comments



> Rant

MIMCO IS A COMPLETE RIP OFF.

$229 for a flimsy fascinator that half of Melbourne will be wearing this Spring Carnival.

RIDICULOUS.

That is all.


Posted: 10/26/08 | Rant | 4 Comments



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