Exactly how many mushrooms did this guy take to decide to get a pair of flip-flops tattooed on his feet?NAY
Thursday, February 25, 2010
BAD TATOOS
Exactly how many mushrooms did this guy take to decide to get a pair of flip-flops tattooed on his feet?NAY
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
LANEWAY FESTIVAL
Brisbane’s trend-setters headed to St. Jerome’s Laneway Festival last weekend to enjoy the fresh sounds and laid-back vibes of one of the most unique events of its kind. Revellers proved the link between good music and cutting-edge fashion as they show-cased their individual styles.
The Laneway line-up has always included a mix of international artists as well as raw and up-coming talent while the outfits are often as distinctive and risk-taking as the music. The emphasis being on breaking new ground which interestingly, this year, involved looking-back and using retro trends to create something new and exciting.
Trends for the girls included vintage tea dresses, worker boots, velvet, androgynous, statement hats and plenty of mid-drift. Stand-out looks included a flower-girl outfit, taken up at the hem. The owner explained that she loved that the dress had so much meaning for someone else.
Guys favoured skinny jeans or cut-offs with a crazy shirt and bow-tie from the op-shop, or even better, grandad. 80s sunnies and facial hair topped-off the look. The inspiration was party-animal, with plenty of trippy colours and prints. Any festival outfit was perfect as long as it expressed individuality.
Another band which used their style to compliment their music were Mumford and Sons whose hillbilly attire got the crowd smiling as everyone enjoyed a good old-fashioned hoedown. The band seemed genuinely taken-aback by the warm reception from the audience.
“This is the prettiest crowd we’ve ever played to.” Declared guitarist Country Winston as he surveyed the audience. “Of course, being pretty alone is not enough. You need something to back it up.”
This statement seems a pretty good way to sum up the attitude to fashion belonging to the young crowd at Laneway. These boys and girls have turned their backs on mainstream fashion, shunning new identikit items for odd pieces from Vinnie’s. Looking good just simply isn’t good enough. Each outfit needs a history to make it special.
This could arguably represent a change in attitudes and eco-awareness by re-using and recycling old clothing or it could simply be a generation getting bored of a throw-away society and trying to find a meaningful mode of expression. With the unveiling of yet another Apple product last week, it was very telling that many in the crowd clutched old cameras and binoculars rather than a shiny new iPhone.
The Laneway line-up has always included a mix of international artists as well as raw and up-coming talent while the outfits are often as distinctive and risk-taking as the music. The emphasis being on breaking new ground which interestingly, this year, involved looking-back and using retro trends to create something new and exciting.
Trends for the girls included vintage tea dresses, worker boots, velvet, androgynous, statement hats and plenty of mid-drift. Stand-out looks included a flower-girl outfit, taken up at the hem. The owner explained that she loved that the dress had so much meaning for someone else.
Guys favoured skinny jeans or cut-offs with a crazy shirt and bow-tie from the op-shop, or even better, grandad. 80s sunnies and facial hair topped-off the look. The inspiration was party-animal, with plenty of trippy colours and prints. Any festival outfit was perfect as long as it expressed individuality.
When it came to the artists, Florence Welch led the pack, lighting up the stage with her striking red hair, a colour which will surely be one of the top beauty predictions for the next season as it was already sported by several members of the crowd.
Another band which used their style to compliment their music were Mumford and Sons whose hillbilly attire got the crowd smiling as everyone enjoyed a good old-fashioned hoedown. The band seemed genuinely taken-aback by the warm reception from the audience.
“This is the prettiest crowd we’ve ever played to.” Declared guitarist Country Winston as he surveyed the audience. “Of course, being pretty alone is not enough. You need something to back it up.”
This statement seems a pretty good way to sum up the attitude to fashion belonging to the young crowd at Laneway. These boys and girls have turned their backs on mainstream fashion, shunning new identikit items for odd pieces from Vinnie’s. Looking good just simply isn’t good enough. Each outfit needs a history to make it special.
This could arguably represent a change in attitudes and eco-awareness by re-using and recycling old clothing or it could simply be a generation getting bored of a throw-away society and trying to find a meaningful mode of expression. With the unveiling of yet another Apple product last week, it was very telling that many in the crowd clutched old cameras and binoculars rather than a shiny new iPhone.
YAY
Saturday, January 30, 2010
WE HAD A BIG DAY OUT
There are certain expectations from a British festival. Foremost of these is the certainty that, no-matter how lovely the weather is in the preceding weeks, during the first few hours of the festivities the heavens will open and everyone will spend the rest of the weekend thrashing about in mud. If, by some lucky chance, you avoid waking up to find your tent has collapsed into a suspicious looking puddle, you will certainly spend a sleepless night shivering with borderline pneumonia, only to wake-up the next morning sweating, gasping for air and with the mother of all hangovers.
The beauty of holding a one-day festival, in the Aussie summer, is that you avoid all these difficulties. Wellies are replaced with thongs (flip-flops – for those with dirty minds and not familiar with Australian slang,) tea in soggy cups is replaced with frozen margaritas and at the end of the day rather than passing out in a campsite you can pass out, well, wherever you want but not at the festival.
We started the day over at the Converse Essential Stage, where Tame Impala brought the rock with their psychedelic 70s vibe. Although their sound is certainly unique, the Indie Boy uniform of skinny jeans and long hair was slightly unimaginative and they could have certainly learnt a lesson in style from the visually brilliant Kasabian.
The mood was lifted in a happier direction by the delicious Lily Allen who proved she is no Britney Spears as she performed flawlessly regardless of a broken ear-piece. Ever-witty and sharp, she looked sexy as in a black body-suit and high-tops as the girls in the audience sang along to man-bashing hits like “It’s Not Fair.”
A good BIG DAY OUT was had by all.
YAY
The beauty of holding a one-day festival, in the Aussie summer, is that you avoid all these difficulties. Wellies are replaced with thongs (flip-flops – for those with dirty minds and not familiar with Australian slang,) tea in soggy cups is replaced with frozen margaritas and at the end of the day rather than passing out in a campsite you can pass out, well, wherever you want but not at the festival.
We started the day over at the Converse Essential Stage, where Tame Impala brought the rock with their psychedelic 70s vibe. Although their sound is certainly unique, the Indie Boy uniform of skinny jeans and long hair was slightly unimaginative and they could have certainly learnt a lesson in style from the visually brilliant Kasabian.
Lead singer Tom commanded the stage by opening with “Get loose”, and not allowing their eager fans to stop jumping until the end of the set.
Note to add, we particularly enjoyed Serge’s attire and his beauty and just Serge in general. Although to the Noel Gallagher look-a-like guitarist , we appreciate that you are influenced by your friends Oasis but that doesn’t mean you have to dress like them.
Continuing the proceedings, Dizzee Rascal proved you can take the man out of East London but just don’t throw a can of beer on stage or you will get a bashing from his crew. As crowds surged to his pounding party beats, people looked on stunned as Dizzee stopped the music and leaped into the audience yelling, “OI!! Who threw that tin at me?”
Continuing the proceedings, Dizzee Rascal proved you can take the man out of East London but just don’t throw a can of beer on stage or you will get a bashing from his crew. As crowds surged to his pounding party beats, people looked on stunned as Dizzee stopped the music and leaped into the audience yelling, “OI!! Who threw that tin at me?”
The mood was lifted in a happier direction by the delicious Lily Allen who proved she is no Britney Spears as she performed flawlessly regardless of a broken ear-piece. Ever-witty and sharp, she looked sexy as in a black body-suit and high-tops as the girls in the audience sang along to man-bashing hits like “It’s Not Fair.”
A good BIG DAY OUT was had by all.
YAY
Thursday, January 14, 2010
NAKED OCEAN
What better way to spend Christmas Eve than exposing yourself to the whole town with a bunch of mushroomed-up hippies?
While police tried their best to limit the disarray, and a stoner Santa-girl got her kicks by simulating rape on unfortunate bystanders, we decided to live out our fantasy of skinny-dipping in Byron Bay. After a few initial attempts to muster up some enthusiasm amongst the revellers, we stumbled upon a group of hippies who were more than encouraging of our goal of getting as many people as possible naked in the water.
Before we knew it, there were chants of “NAKED OCEAN. NAKED OCEAN.” and the group found themselves running towards the ocean throwing their clothes in the sand. As we hesitated knee-deep in the freezing water, a random naked dude came up behind us, picked Nat up and threw her in, completely disregarding all no-body-contact protocols usually associated with being naked amongst complete strangers.
The flashes of car-headlights and cameras above us on the beach just added to the fun. Look out for pictures of our naked forms making their way to a Facebook page near you soon.
YAY
While police tried their best to limit the disarray, and a stoner Santa-girl got her kicks by simulating rape on unfortunate bystanders, we decided to live out our fantasy of skinny-dipping in Byron Bay. After a few initial attempts to muster up some enthusiasm amongst the revellers, we stumbled upon a group of hippies who were more than encouraging of our goal of getting as many people as possible naked in the water.
Before we knew it, there were chants of “NAKED OCEAN. NAKED OCEAN.” and the group found themselves running towards the ocean throwing their clothes in the sand. As we hesitated knee-deep in the freezing water, a random naked dude came up behind us, picked Nat up and threw her in, completely disregarding all no-body-contact protocols usually associated with being naked amongst complete strangers.
The flashes of car-headlights and cameras above us on the beach just added to the fun. Look out for pictures of our naked forms making their way to a Facebook page near you soon.
YAY
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