This is one of those little known facts about me. However, it's also a little know fact has recently become a little more well known by those closest to me with the introduction of this wonderful site into my life.
I was encouraged to confess my thing for Jewish men to my friends by the discovery of this site. It’s like I wasn’t alone in my infatuation with these dashingly handsome men.
(Jake!!!! *fan girl*)
My enthusiasm hasn’t been shared so much with my friends. It has actually been met with confusion and giggles over what I'm going on about this time. Given most of my friends are either married or happily coupled off, I will choose to not take this as a slight against my taste in men. The confusion might be largely due to the fact that I have had very little to do with anyone of the Jewish faith. There isn’t a very large Jewish community where I live, in fact I can only admit to knowing one Jewish girl in my entire life. And she went to my Catholic, girls’ school. I have no explanation for the giggles I've received. My crush for Jewish men has also been linked back to many things, from my love of bagels to my love of New York, and particularly the Upper West Side.
My friends, being the caring, supportive friends that they are, have humoured me, and one by one have also logged on the site. I'd like to think that their motivations for logging on had more to so with their curiosity being piqued and much less to do with the hope that I stop nagging them via email, text and Facebook with my over enthusiasm for famous Jewish men that its not very likely that I will ever meet. What these ladies have discovered is that they unknowingly have a bit of a thing for Jewish men, particularly if they are of the hipster inclination. The Lonely Island boys, Jake Gyllenhaal, Jason Schwartman, Michael Cera are on the site along with Joseph Gordon-Levitt and James Franco (swoon!).
(James!!! *fan girl*)
I suggest you have a peruse yourself. There really is something for everyone there, just as long as you have a thing for Jewish men!
Today I've woken up in the most amazing mood! I have a wonderful feeling of contentment, right down in my tummy. The sun is shining, its a warm winter day, and I have a delicious pot of Turkish Apple Tea brewing next to me on my bedside table.
I woke up this morning and the first thing I saw was this new fashion movie for the clothing like Tucker. It's nice and gentle while still being a lot of fun!
I'm loving this movement in the fashion set towards fashion movies to showcase a brand's latest collection. it shows the clothes being worn and enjoyed! It's refreshing change from the sulky models stomping down the catwalk looking underfed and miserable.
And goodness, those macaroons look amazing! I had the biggest, most delicious macaroon in Sydney last weekend while visiting my ever so wonderful, beautiful friend. It was the most amazing time. I wish I was back there doing it all again this weekend!
I hope the Friday Fever plans for everyone are much more exciting than mine. Here its just me and my two assignments and the 11:59 deadline to have them submitted.
For those of you we are heading out for a night of frivolity and fun, here is the perfect go to track to kick things off and set the theme to your evening. Many of my nights have started of with this track in the play list, and those night have never been dull.
Here are some ever so lovely French ladies chatting about their collaboration with by far the coolest sunglasses brand around. Enjoy their little chatter and take note of their conversation for mimicking later on after a few too many champagnes!
I’ve been hesitant to write anything real about Ms Deschanel as I think words will fail me...
I adore her and all of her creative projects! (Goodness, I sound like such an effing hipster! Ick!)
Just enjoy this little treasure that I stumble across last night. It was made as an accompaniment for her film with Joseph Gordon-Lovett, 500 Days of Summer (which I had the pleasure of being gifted on Sunday, buy the wonderful Chelsea. Notice the link to her her blog, go there because I said so!)
Despite still not feeling 100% after the mutant sickness thing that struck me down in the prime of my week last weekend, I returned to work today.
By tea time break, I was in desperate need from something lovely to be kind to my eyes. Too many 0 & 1 today coupled with a rather large lack of my totz fabu working buddy to email giggle about the weekend with led me to facebook was taking its toll. Facebook lead me to fourthousand.com.au and fourthousand.com.au (click the link, because I said so!) lead me to Lonely Hearts!
Oh goodness Lonely Hearts, where have you been all my life? Behold the beauty of these lovely pieces!
The loveliness of all of these far exceeds the available balance of my credit card. But I think these might be classified as a need rather than just a plain old want!
For maybe the last 5 days or so I have fallen victim to a nasty cold/flu/mutant illness thing. It has not been fun at all! Tuesday I started off feeling completely dishevelled but not unwell, then woke up on Wednesday morning to a red roar throat and it just snowballed from there. Between waking up to getting to work on Wednesday morning, a time frame of two hours, I became this mess of a disgusting head cold. Yesterday I had to go to the doctor because I was not getting anywhere with the whole getting better thing. I missed a movie preview (which was also meant to be a semi/causal/ weird-lets-pretend-its not date thing with my ex boyfriend and before you get worried, not that ex boyfriend), I missed dinner with my friend and her new boyfriend who she is 99% certain she is going to marry and consequently missed out of eating delicious duck in China Town with cheap wine and lively chatter, and I have missed shopping for things I need for when I go to visit me nearest and dearest friend in Sydney in two weeks! And I just saw these Giuseppe Zanotti Booties on sale for $175 reduced from some ridiculous four figure price tag ($1150 ) and I know they would make me instantly better, if only I could summon the energy leave the house to get to the store to snatch them up so that I could also wear them in Sydney! And they are only on sale for today ONLY! This has been a fun free zone!
SO, yesterday, I had to walk to the doctor, the pharmacy, and the supermarket (where I had an altercation involving the back of my heel, my back, a trolley, and an uppity woman wearing Millers jeans who is not at all feeling the bliss that her domestic life once promised). I don’t like going to the doctor normally. I think up until yesterday my doctor was quite happy to put my in the same basket as my mother. My mother, God bless her, is one of those ladies who freak out over the smallest thing and rushes off to the doctor to be told that she is perfectly fine! SO anyway, up until yesterday I was 100% convinced that the doctor had me in the same basket as my mother, purely based on blood relation. But yesterday, boy did I prove his little blood relation theory wrong! I am SICK! After he did the thing with the tongue depressor thing and the light down the back of my throat and then sticking the light thing in my ear, and then using the stethoscope to listen to just how raspy (and laboured from the walk to the doctors surgery) my breathing was; he then decided to take my temperature. It was nearly 40 degrees! That is bad! He even had to admit it! YAY validation! He was actually starting to show concern for me. He asked if I was feeling hot, I told him I couldn’t really feel anything. He asked me if I was keeping my fluids up, I told him I drank a bottle of Mountain Dew. He kindly ignored this; after all we were making such progress with our relationship, and said I should probably drink some PowerAide or something, less my insides all melt and fuse together from internal overheating or something gross like that. Then we started getting along really well. We were talking politics and life decisions and weekend plans, though my contribution to that conversation was lacking, as I had just been instructed that I must continue to bed rest for the rest of the weekend.
Bed rest sound so insanely dull, doesn’t it? That’s what I thought too. Until one of my friends sent me a link to this blog! http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/ This is hands down the best entertainment I could have hoped for! I read it all the way to the very end! And then I completed something of a quest, not unlike something Harry Potter would have to undertake, to get to the B-Sides blog (and no, I am not going to give you the link or the answer to the question, you deserve a Harry Potter type quest too!) I’m not the sort of person to laugh out loud when I am alone. This blog really did make me lolz! I love that she’s so openly self depreciating! It’s refreshing and honest! I find on a lot of blogs, because you can be whoever you want to be, people often try so hard to be intimidatingly cool. Like being cool on a blog makes up for the fact that you were never cool in high school, with their superior knowledge of what ever they choose to blog about. But this lady tells you everything exactly how it is, and is even funnier for doing so!
The only other comfort in my time of sickness is that Joanna Newsom has made a song that perfectly describes how I am feeling. And it’s pretty! And lists 3 of my favourite fruits! Enjoy!
(Joanna Newsom - Peach Plum Pear)
the weekend bliss tag is in an ironic way, just want to clear that one up for you!
Last weekend one of my nearest and dearest friends and I were having a particularly bad time in our respective cities. We both shared the unexplainable upset and melancholy with each other and texted our way thought it.
After having a good cry, I decided to cheer myself up by looking for pretty images on FFFFound and I came across this image.
Ok, so it's not pretty, actually its a little dark but it’s interesting to me, because, sometimes, this is how I feel (other than the very last line in italics, that’s a little too teen angst for me. If I had any sort of photo editing skills I might attempt to remove it.), especially when things are horrible in one part of my life. It doesn’t seem to matter that things are going brilliantly in any other part of my life, as soon as something bad happens in one part of my life, I get tunnel vision and want to flee away, or simply not exist! Usually I recover from this by burying my head under the covers until it’s absolutely necessary to leave the house, like to go to my day job. And by then I and usually appreciate the simple things in life again, like the sun raising while I walk to the train station in the morning or the fresh smell of the cold night air as I walk home the train a night.
I don’t think people like to own their bad feeling too much, it seems to be something the most people are ashamed of. I am too, for the most part, but when I read that image I realised that if we talked about it out like my friend and I did over the weekend then maybe things would seems a little lighter a little sooner.
And, just so you know, my nearest and dearest friend and I both got very good news this week, so things are looking up!
(Yeah... the balloons are a little too much for me too)
The only real constant in my wardrobe are my black tights. I will wear them all year round; in the heights of summer and the depths of winter. I just love them so much! I think black tights finish off any look.
However, I will say this (once and that will be all I have to say on the topic) TIGHTS ARE NOT PANTS!!!!
My two top picks for fantiastic black tights are American Apparel and Metalicus. Both are around about the same price, the only real difference is that Metalicus is redily available where I live and I have to internet order, or wait until I head out of town for the American Apparel ones.
SO… I talk about a lot of things I want in my life, on here and to my friends in real life! Its rather bad! I love owning things! I don’t think a single day goes by that I don’t actually buy something, even if it’s just gum… though I’m rather off gum since that scene from Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist. Do you know the one I’m talking about? I won’t share it if you don’t know it, but trust me, you would be off your gum too!
Back to the acquiring things thing, goodness I have been busy! I am now the proud owner of the perfect record player (previousely mentioned here, though not the actually record player pictured BECAUSE URBAN OUTFITTER WONT SHIP IT TO ME!!!!). The perfect coffee table (previously mentioned here, though not the SATC coffee table, this one is far more special and my heart smiles every time I walk thought the door and see it!). And most recently, a fringe (previously mentioned here, though it’s no as Alison Mosshart as I would have liked, it is growing on me)
Next on the list to have and to hold and to call me very own is the Marc Jacob watch (mentioned in the same post as the record player ). I order it tomorrow and believe me, tomorrow can not come soon enough! Along with my watch, I am also ordering some vinyls and bits and bobs from Urban Outfitters.
(for the love of God, someone please ask me the time)
Mad dashes to the supermarket with Face in the cold are always an adventure! Yesterday we saw a rather hansom stranger, and I will happily admit my mind has wandered back to him and wondered on his whereabouts in relation to the proximity of our work…
It’s still frightfully cold and Face and I have a habit of getting a little silly in the cold, particularly when trying to get some A (train station or our office) to B (home or the supermarket). I don’t think its just entertaining to us, I’m sure the other pedestrians around use enjoy our useless jabber spoke at such fast speed that even the Gilmore Girls heads would spin!
This is a prime example of all useless jabber I just spoke of, but I wanted to set the scene for this pic I stalked from The Satorialist because it reminds me of Face and I and our pedestrian adventures (if Face had brunette hair like suddenly do or if I was as slender as Face is! OR if we were both impossibly French!)
