Mad Crush Monday: E.E Cummings

I like my body when it is with your

Mmmm, I rest my case.

Lord of the Rink: the Two Towers

Good golly! This is on tonight at the A.I.S!!!!! Come and support the awesomeness that is Roller Derby and cheer on our magnificent Canberra team the Vice City Rollers as we smash the Sydney Assassins. Tickets are available on the door. I'm really hung over so I'm going to leave this here.

See you tonight hipsters.

Dog, you are smokin' !

Just when I thought animals had reached their height of comedic genius,

Vanessa goes and blows my mind with...

CATS AND DOGS PHOTO BOMBING EACH OTHER!!!

NEED NEW BODY

I need a new body. As much as i love mine, it's failing me and my medical expenses are getting ridiculous. Anyone wanna play swapsies?

After today's trip to the surgeon I feel this band and this song (which happens to be one of my all time favourites), is somewhat appropriate.

Is it just me or does this year just keep getting worse?

Shameless

By the simple fact I have a blog I probably shouldn't be embarrassed about shameless self promotion, but I kind of am.

But here goes. I started writing for BMA magazine (a small free publication in Canberra) a little while ago. If you like you can go here to read my recent article about proppaNOW, an Aboriginal artist's collective from Brisbane who have an upcoming exhibition at the Canberra Contemporary Art Space. At least come to the exhibition, it's going to be goooood.

Mad Crush Monday: Men who look like Jesus

Bearded men who sing? Fuck yeah!

So, I was out with my friends the other night when a friend of mine pointed out a potential love interest. He was all, "Hey J-Dizzle, check it out, it's your ultimate man! He looks just like Jesus!". It was then explained to me that over the past few months my penchant for bearded men with hair of moderate length has grown exponentially, resulting in, apparently, an obsession with men who look like Jesus.

Okay, so maybe I've got a new "type". I guess it was time I graduated away from liking skinny, prepubescent boys in tight jeans, but I'm not sure I'm cool with my new found hair lust.

Jake Gyllenhaal? Fuck yeah!

Skarsgard? FUCK YEAH!

SYLAR!? FUCK YEAH!

Then again, really, it could be a lot worse.

What about you chickas? How are we feeling about men with beards? Is my hair lust gross, or on trend? Seriously, I'm a little confused about how my hair lust has developed...

Snitch Cake

So..... Harry Potter sucked. This gif however, fucking rocks.

HARRY POTTER WEEK

Oh my...................................

Good golly it's been a long while between posts. In my defense I've been all busy being young and free getting nose piercings, learning french, riding my bike places, beating up girls on roller skates, wearing dresses that are a little too short. Summer is fun, not having uni work to do is better. Oh God, did I just write that? See people, all this spare time has apparently made me a wanker. I need to get back in touch with sarcastic, cynical Jaimie. Until then, however, let me just say that...

HARRY POTTER 7.1 IS BEING RELEASED THIS WEEK AND I'M SO EXCITED!!!!!

If you don't find this hysterical, Number One Millionaire is not the blog for you

I have a feeling that a themed week may be in store.

(YES!)

Invading your space

Robert Sim, You Walk Funny, 2003, stencil

Space Invaders in hitting the National Gallery of Australia this weekend millionaires, get excited! I sure am. Space Invaders is an exhibition of Australian street art including stencils, posters, paste-ups, stickers and zines drawn entirely from the NGA's collection and is an unprecedented exhibition from a large cultural institution in Australia.

Al Stark, Exit Drudgery, 2002, stencil

The exhibition will be focusing on the transition street artists have made from the street to the gallery space and from the "ephemeral to the collectable".

Now I might be looking forward to this more than most, as I have spent the last year studying Melbourne street art, but I know I am definitely not the only one who loves it. So I encourage everyone who can to go and have a squiz. Whatever your opinion of street art in the gallery space, this should be an interesting and unique exhibition.

Lister, Mr Sinister, 2010

To celebrate the opening of he exhibition this Saturday, the street artists are taking over the gallery with a bunch of activities. Including the Capital Letters zine fair run by Sticky Institute, the Everfresh crew creating an installation as well as artist talks and a book signing. More info here.

Civil, not titled (help), 2003, stencil

Lastly, as if you need more to get you excited about this weekend, anyone and everyone is welcome to the opening night celebrations (for the cost of $50, so maybe NOT everyone) on Friday 29th October.

Rone, Dead Jane, 2009, stencil

See you there, art lovers.

Mad Crush Monday: Meat Loaf (would do anything for love)

Ha ha, Meat Loaf, not meat loaf.

Girl:
Will you raise me up?
Will you help me down?
Will you get me right out if this Godforsaken town?
Will you make it all a little less cold?

Boy:
I can do that!
I can do that!

Girl:
Will you hold me sacred?
Will you hold me tight?
Can you colorize my life I'm so sick of black and white?
Can you make it all a little less old?

Boy:
I can do that!
I can do that!

Girl:
Will you make me some magic
With your own two hands?
Can you build an emerald city with these grains of sand?
Can you give me something I can take home?

Boy:
I can do that!
I can do that!

Girl:
Will you cater to every fantasy I got?
Will ya hose me down with holy water--if I get to hot--?
Will ya take me to places I've never known?

Boy:
I can do that!
I can do that!

Girl:
After a while you'll forget everything
It was a brief interlude
And a midsummer night's fling
And you'll see that it's time to move on

Boy:
I won't do that!
I won't do that!

I would do anything for love, but I (probably) won't tap that.

Meat Loaf would do anything for love. He'd run right into hell and back, he would do anything for love. He'd never lie to me and that's a fact.

Ergo, Meat Loaf wins this week's MAD CRUSH MONDAY!

SANS THESIS

Figure A

So, you may have noticed a distinct lack of posts over the last few weeks. This may have a little something to do with the fact that... I'VE FINISHED UNI!!!!! (again). Which of course means I no longer have a need to procrastinate.

To everyone who thought I couldn't complete fourth year for whatever reason, ha, fuck you. Please refer to figure A.

Mad Crush Monday returns tomorrow. Get excited.



Love, joy and all things that go with life sans thesis,

Jaimie.

Xx

September

xx
Photograph from rummey bears

Not quite mad crush Monday I'm afraid. Perhaps mundane Thursday?

Things to eat, do, make in spring, glorious spring:

Go to Floriade and ride the ferris wheel.

Spend as much time as possible by the lake, picnicking, bike riding, eating Brodburger and generally frolicking.

Buy and dye silk for scarves.

Eat endless combination of pea, mint, parmesan, asparagus and leek dishes with smoked trout .

Climb mountains.

Eat at Podfood.

Be a committed, reliable, effective veggie gardener. Decimate the harlequin bugs. Produce 10 varieties of heirloom tomato.

Pin giant flowers in a high bun on my head.

Spend a weekend at Little Pig Creek in the Kangaroo Valley. Go horse riding through the lush green countryside.

Paint with watercolours.

Listen to the new Deerhunter album, 'Halycon Digest'

Make salads from Casa Moro.

Lie on grass, look at trees/sky.

Prepare the house for dreaded summer. Not as easy as preparing for winter, but may involve careful placement of fans, installation of flyscreens, purchase of a child's paddling pool.

Oh you pretty things!

Short Stop being a bad ass jammer

As you probably know, I entered into the wonderful world of roller derby about six months ago. I adore it. It really is the greatest sport ever. Anyway, it was rolling along smashingly (heh, see what I did there?) until I twisted my ankle, put my skates back on too early and then dislocated my shoulder. Now I'm off skates for an unspecified amount of time, which unless you are also a derby all star, you can have no idea of the depression that I am currently experiencing.

Tuesday is a big training night in the world of Canberra Roller Derby League, so I thought it might be a good time to share with you some pretty pictures by an awesome lady, who I have a huge style crush on.

Posie La Threat, aka Beata English, aka Beez Images and Designs, took some amazing shots of Canberra's rep team Vice City Rollers this last weekend at the East Coast Smack Down. Go to her site and have a look. She's very talented and her blog is delightful. She specialises in child photography, and my goodness, she has captured some glorious little people.

Yep, you may have noticed that there is no Mad Crush Monday this week. That's because I've taken up podophilla.

Oh yes, bitch bought her self a pair of Melissa shoes by Vivienne Westwood!

Not really. But my new shoes are prettier than all my Mad Crush Monday potential candidates combined.

Sorry boys, this week you don't even come close.

Stay tuned for next week though when REAL LIFE MAD CRUSH MONDAY begins. CAN YOU TELL I'M EXCITED?! Keep sending me your photos and your stories!

Xoxo

Cindy Clawford

(aka Jaimie).

Mad Crush Monday: a history lesson with Phillip Oakey

I'm pretty sure the reason I love the video for "Together in Electric Dreams" so much, has a little something to do with the irrepressible sexual power of Phil Oakey. Oh my God, DREAM BOAT!

"One day all hair will be cut this way."

Wiki tells me that "Oakey was inspired to adopt a strange lopsided geometric hairstyle, shoulder length on one side and short on the other. As the Human League increased in prominence the hairstyle would became Oakey’s trademark. Between 1978-1979 with his unique hairstyle he maintained a masculine dress style and at one time wore a full beard." Mmm, beard.

Human League - Human

Phillip is still singing for the Human League. He lives in an apartment in Sheffield with his girlfriend. He contributed to the Pet Shop Boy's new album, which increases his awesomeness 10 fold.

If I could take anyone to my 80's prom, Mr. Oakey, it would be you. You win this week's Mad Crush Monday!

Street life

Recently I went to Melbourne on a research trip (yes, it's true. I am very busy and important) for my delightful thesis. I've probably mentioned this too many times, but its all about street art in Melbourne. So naturally I had to take loads of photos and look like a tourist tard. Man, honours is HARD.

Together in electric dreams

This makes me so happy.

So irrationally happy.

Happy Sunday.

Mad Crush Monday: Cute boys. Period.

Paul, high school.

Ah, Mad Crush Monday. So many potentials, so much fun. Thank you for your suggestions lovely ladies. I was trying to find a way to incorporate all of your excellent suggestions, but then I found this great blog (aptly named Cute Boys Make Me Nervous) that sums what this weekly segment is all about: cute boys.

Eric, Arizona

Man, I love cute boys. Check it out. It's pretty fun. Actually, you know what, if you have pictures of cute boys, handsome men or general Mad Crush Monday mania, maybe you should send me their pictures. YES! Once a month I'll do a post on REAL MAD CRUSH MONDAYS!!!! Oh! It's going to be brilliant! Send photo's to numberonemillionaire@gmail.com. I'll take photo's when I'm out and about too. This is going to be so much fun.

PS- I'll also give points for cute boy photo related alliteration. Now that would be a fun overload!

Best Baby Ever?

My vote is yes.

Have I told you all that my thesis is on women's experiences of breastfeeding? Well, it is and my God I met some flipping awesome little people as part of it.

25 days to go.

Can I hear a "hells yeah!"?

Mad Crush Monday: A Bruce Willis Story

Yes thank you Bruce, I will have one ticket to the gun show

Approximately thirteen years ago I fell in love with a buff, buff man who promised to save me and the world. It may have been a little Freudian, but whateves, right?

You can count on me to be the last one standing Bruce.

I imagine Bruce to be a man of few words. Which is good. I think men talk too much these days. He communicates by blowing shit up. That's the sign of a real man.

When we meet, he'll be all, "I know this is a big decision, and I've thought hard about it. But Jaimie, I'm fairly sure that I'm meant to protect you via the magical bond that is romance."

Not. He'd be all yippee-ki-yay mother fucker, then ravage me. Hells yeah.

We'd got to all sorts of sweet gigs together.

And make really cute kids.

Bruce Willis, you are my Mad Crush Monday for lyfe.

Who's your Mad Crush Monday? Maybe I'll pinch him for next week.