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friday favourites 30.11.12

image of the week
i've come to the realisation that the hallmark of humility is when you continue to have a voice inside
you that whispers "you have no idea what the hell you're doing" when you open your mouth to say something impressive. today, i had to talk a senior person in a far-flung country about which i know precious little; i could find it on a map, name its capital and perhaps a couple of other cities and tell you
 that i have no idea how to pronounce anyone's last name. that's seriously about it. i might be able to name a noise artist or two from there. i'm sitting there, talking this person who's much more experienced than me, through a plan to bring something to market and all the time i'm just hearing that voice: "woman, you are just making this shit up as you go along." of course, the upside is that as i've gotten older, i've realised that most people have that voice and that most people really are just making shit up as they go along. whether or not they're effective at it has more to do with how confident they seem and how much trust they inspire than anything else.

call it "the obama factor". seriously. that man's greatest strength is the fact that he's able to make us all believe that he knows what he's doing, but when it comes to world finance, the middle east and planning thirty years in the future, the fact is, everyone is making up shit as they go along.

i just thought i'd say that. i have no idea if the woman i was talking to bought into what i was saying, or if she just sat there thinking "sure it worked in canada, but who the hell do you think you are?" kinda hoping she doesn't happen across this blog post.

so, when i wasn't wallowing in existential angst over my own capabilities, this is what was bringing a grin to my face...

good news :: stuff i can't make up from around the internet

serbian town warns that its local vampire has returned. don't worry, once he sees what twilight has done to his people, he'll go back to his grave and roll over in it.

isn't it awesome that the feminism of the 1970s overcame all those barriers that women were facing and created a new, completely egalitarian society? isn't it?

when i was a teenager, i babysat a couple of times for a professional taxidermist. it was creepy. but probably not as creepy as this.

"what do you like to do in your spare time, mr. mayor?"
"sell drugs."
"uh... we're gonna go to commercial now, kids."

musical notes

this time of the year always makes me think of cocteau twins. i have no idea why. but seriously, wouldn't it be amazing to think that your parents wrote this song for you as a lullaby?



follow-up and shameless self-promotion

it's caustic lounge week! that's right, mr. dna and i will be rocking the casbah at le cagibi this wednesday night. you can come and point at me and laugh, because i have an incredibly busy week at work and i am likely to be indulging in some pre-regret. which won't stop me from enjoying myself, but hey...

as always, feel free to contact me or leave comments here if there's anything you'd like to see on the blog. unlike during my dj sets [generally], i do sometimes take requests.

kitteh of the week

another great "brotherly love" photo for you. seth is really amazing at taking care of the others and keeping them in line.




fyi, this week's image of the week comes to you from the internet genius of george takei.

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jihadvertising?

i keep seeing this ad for tictac candies:



am i the only one who finds the suicide bomber clown at the end a little unnerving? all the nice natural things like the bunny and the [extinct] woolly mammoth and the fruit get devoured by a trying-to-appear-nonthreatening-but-obviously-psychotic clown who then blows himself up. congratulations, tictac, i think this ad has landed you on about a dozen watch lists.

oh and by the way, showing me that your product will somehow cause my stomach to explode in a rainbow of wtf makes me believe that doing consuming tictacs would be a worse dietary decision than the time i ate two raw eggs and a half a bottle of hot sauce on a dare.

making faces :: chanel's velvet realm

who doesn't love velvet? i know when i was younger, i used to, as george costanza longed to, "drape myself in velvet" and although that phase passed with time, i still think that the plush fabric has to be one of the high points of human achievement, up there with interior heating, advanced medicine and vodka. so to me, it's no surprise that one of the most hotly anticipated launches in the cosmetic world is chanel's new "rouge allure velvet" lipstick line, because even the name immediately makes me want to put it on my lips.

on a more concrete level, chanel describes these lipsticks as "luminous matte", which is sort of like the holy grail for lipstick lovers. we all want those intense, come-hither film noir lips, the sort where young men and sunlight are lost and never heard from again, but historically [including during the making of those films], applying a matte lipstick felt sort of like colouring in your lips with an old crayon that had…

making faces :: getting cheeky

blush might just be the last thing that a beauty lover comes to appreciate, seeing as it can be a matter of slight degrees that separates one product from another, and it's most difficult to tell from just swatching a product how it's going to look. and it did take me a long time to appreciate that, despite loving my refined pallor and believing that my natural rosy flush was more than enough of a blush for me, blush is my friend. it softens, sculpts, perfects and, although you might not see it at first blush [yuk yuk yuk], it is something that subtly harmonises with the other colours in a look to make it "complete". yes, it's the most tricky thing to pull off when you're wearing something that doesn't mesh with your own undertones. but it's also the thing that can take a face from gloomy to glowing with a swish of the magic wand known as a makeup brush.

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