28 February 2013

we have our share of stupid

yes, i like to make fun of the country to the south and their government. i feel entitled. i've had to put up with years of crappy economy because our major trading partner thought it would be a great idea to start some new wars in the middle east. [although as someone who does an increasing amount of shopping on line, i do kind of like the whole collapse of the currency thing took our dollar from around $0.62usd to being on par for the last few years and the foreseeable future.] but despite the comedy gold that is routinely offered by politicians below the 49th parallel, i am occasionally reminded that my view of their shenanigans is afforded by the immense glass house that i inhabit and that i probably shouldn't go pelting rocks in their general direction.

witness the current media uproar over comments by tom flanagan about viewing child pornography.

tom flanagan was a senior advisor to our prime minister for many years. it's important to understand that, because a lot of times, reporters get a little over-zealous and start linking people to political campaigns when they really didn't do much except hand out some pamphlets or ask people to sign petitions. this isn't one of those cases. this is a guy who worked really closely with our current prime minister.

he also worked on the campaign of alberta's provincial wild rose party, a very romantic sounding name for a party that was established because the right-wing conservative party was a little to soft-edged for some. [for those of you who don't know, alberta is kind of like our texas, but also our nebraska and wyoming and oklahoma.] he had more recently made the transition to media commentator, which is kind of like being put out to stud for a back-room political operative. you get to just shoot your mouth with other partisan hacks and they give you money you probably don't need. [although, occasionally up here, they actually manage to choose some pretty incredible panelists. witness the triumvirate of dalton camp [conservative], eric kierans [liberal] and stephen lewis [new democrat] who for years discussed the state of canadian affairs on the cbc's excellent "morningside" radio show.]

tom flanagan is no stranger to controversy. he distinguished himself a couple of years back by saying that someone should do the world a favour and murder julian assange from wikileaks. ok, i'm being unfair. he said "assassinate", which sounds way more covert and cool. he said someone should assassinate julian assange. so apparently, the guy who advises our supposedly tough-on-crime prime minister is totally fine with citizens of other countries being given a hemlock soda if they do things that piss him off.

but this week, flanagan decided that he needed to speak up for the rights of one of a particularly vilified minority: consumers of child porn.

no, seriously.

flanagan apparently feels that it sets a dangerous precedent to prosecute people for their "taste in pictures". i'd no idea until that moment that child pornography was a "taste". seems akin to calling a lynch mob a sports team.

flanagan also went on to insist that he never looks at child porn himself, although he somehow ended up on the NAMBLA mailing list for some time. really? dude, how long did it take you to figure out that you should probably get the hell off their mailing list? if someone played a practical joke on me by signing me up for their newsletter, i can tell you that i would be screaming blue murder the second the first one arrived to ensure that i never, ever got assaulted with their propaganda again. tom flanagan apparently thought he could just ride it out and also thought that this was a totally appropriate thing to share with others.

but it gets worse.

as it happens, flanagan wasn't having a stroke or on bad mushrooms. he was actually responding to a question about similar statements he'd made in 2009. that's right. he'd already held these views for several years and was attempting to defend them.

of course, there is now a real calgary stampede on the right to put some distance between the man and the politicians he helped elect, with those on the right trying to scamper away from the association although, one must note, none of them seemed terrifically upset about the comments from 2009. or the comments about how julian assange should be killed. it's only now that there's a video of him voicing this opinion that flanagan [who's said he "regrets" the statements] really seems to have crossed a line.

their theatrical revulsion has received media publicity, but i have to wonder: if this guy has held these sorts of opinions for years and has worked extremely closely with various conservative political organisations, how did they not know about this? i mean, not everyone discusses views on child porn over a few beers, but surely this is the sort of thing that must have come up when discussing, say, legal policy about the possession and distribution of child pornography. if his views were ok then, why aren't they ok now that everyone knows about them?

it's a rhetorical question.

i just wanted you all to know that my government is apparently advised by people who think that selective murdering is cool and that child pornography is a lifestyle choice.

27 February 2013

the hero dies in the beginning

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this was an idea that i had a while back, where i wondered if i could come up with a way to tell a story without going into flashback if i killed off the hero[ine] in the first few pages. the short answer is: no, i can't. the other short answer is: i forgot to really try. but i did write down the first part, my attempt at a sort of noir-ish tone from the perspective of a kid [although with a very adult voice] who think's s/he's stumbled onto a mystery. i found it while on a search of my files and discovered a bit of a mystery myself.

the file is titled "exquisite corpse", which would imply that it was something i intended to write in conjunction with someone else. that's not impossible by any means, seeing as this is an experiment i've tried with different people over the years, but what is mysterious is that none of it seems to have been written by another person. in fact, almost all of it is lifted directly from parts of my life: there was a game of playing private detective that involved writing down license plates, there was a family named hamm, one of whom yelled at me for attempting to "record" them. there was even a sinister plot [in my imagination] involving a boat dealership. there was even a friend named anne. take those bits out and there's just not that much that anyone else could have written. 

so it's possible that this is some sort of exquisite corpse experiment that i did with my own dissociated brain. which would be super-creepy. 

at any rate, the bottom line is that this is one more thing that i started and didn't finish, but i still do think that it's a fascinating idea. how does someone remain the central character when they've been killed off at the beginning? i'll get back to figuring it out some day. 

in the meantime, please feel free to write me with your ideas.


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They’ve lived down the street for as long as I could remember. My parents tell me I should always be nice and so I greet them with “Hello Mr. Hamm, Hello Mrs. Hamm”, but they’re creeps. And I know this for certain because, when we were playing private eye, when I was the detective who was investigating a series of thefts that had taken place in the neighbourhood, thefts which were connected to a high-stakes kidnapping, when I was carrying out my investigations as a matter of course and copying down the license plates of cars parked in the streets, theirs was the only house where someone screamed at me to stop what I was doing. Come to think of it, that constitutes some pretty suspicious behaviour. I was only doing what I was told to do. Those were my orders. I don’t think that this individual was of any threat to me. My superiors on the other hand. They would have castrated me on the spot.

They obviously don’t know how deep this goes. We thought that it was limited to the neighbourhood, thought that its boundaries fell within the areas where we played on the weekends and during the summers. Not so. This was a mystery that was going to follow us from our halcyon summers to the first bite of autumn winds. We passed it every day on our way to school, although, until we had started our investigations, we didn’t know the crucial role it played. There they were, in plain view, laughing at us through their clever disguise as motor boat vendors, as normal schmoes selling water-borne race cars to the suburban elite. They flashed their steely grins and thought we could never figure out what it was they were actually up to.  It would take some doing, and a fair bit of imagination for us to shine a light on to their hellish plan. But this was a rare instance where our collective paranoia would help us rather than make our lives a waking nightmare. They’d chase after me with butterfly nets and lock me up in a rubber room if I had thoughts like these in the so-called Real World.

25 February 2013

the banality of the responses to seth macfarlane and the 2013 oscars

let's be clear: i love the atlantic. i read it on line regularly, i follow a number of their contributors and editorial staff on twitter because i value their insights. i have it in my list of permanent links on the side of this blog. but, like everyone, they occasionally just get things wrong. like their commentary on seth macfarlane's job hosting the oscars last night, which alternates between backhanded compliments [he wasn't the worst host ever] and outright castigation for racism, sexism and homophobia. every letter in that article seems to lead inexorably from the previous to one conclusion: the staff are too blinded by their political convictions to  see what was actually going on.

here's their summary of the performance:

It shouldn't be hard to come up with a sensible position on this. Everything, including punchlines about the Jews cutting non-Jews out of Hollywood, snickers about women faking the flu to lose weight, and cracks that there's no need to try to understand what Salma Hayek's saying because she's so hot, is "OK." It's a free country, etc. But that doesn't mean those jokes aren't hurtful, obvious, or dumb. It doesn't mean they don't make the world a worse place. Humor, after all, can be an incredible weapon for social progress, but it can also be regressive: The more we pass off old stereotypes, rooted in hate, as normal—as MacFarlane did again and again last night—the longer those stereotypes, and their ability to harm people, will be in place.

let's start with the first sentence of that paragraph, which is pretty galling. immediately, it establishes everyone who disagrees with the writer as being insensible. so much for the ideal of not using language to silence people or discount their opinions. audre lorde's famous quote that "the master's tools will never dismantle the master's house" seems appropriate. if you're using the same rhetorical tools of exclusion that have always been used to silence dissenting voices, you end up looking a lot like the people who have always been in control of public discourse. [i think i just moved from audre lourde to "animal farm" there.]

but we can pretend that, rather than an angry rant from an offended viewer trying to establish those who disagree with them as inferior in a fundamental way, this is an invitation to debate. after all, there is no getting around the fact that macfarlane said some pretty shocking things that likely had pretty much everyone squirming at one point or another and the author does hit on some key ones. so i'll take up that challenge, despite my inherent lack of sense. 

- "punchlines about jews cutting non-jews out of hollywood": i'll admit that i didn't find this bit funny, but more because it didn't seem to touch on things happening now in hollywood the way other parts did. however, for those who saw the movie "ted", or even the trailer for the movie "ted", the point is that we tolerate the risible statements that come out of his mouth because he's an adorable stuffed teddy bear. animated shows have gained standing among adults by using this device to push the envelope of what can be said on television. the joke isn't about jews vs non-jews. it's about how an audience creates different rules about what can and can't be said based on the speaker. 

- "snickers about women faking the flu to lose weight": forty years ago, that would have been a horrible thing to say. because forty years ago, if you wanted to have a star's body you just had to take reasonably good care of yourself and work out what clothes flattered your figure. these days, deliberately contracting the flu to lose weight [which was what he actually implied, not that anyone was faking] would be one of the healthier things that starlets do to their bodies to emulate the skeletal frames that are plastered over magazines and movie screens. women do horrible, dangerous things to their bodies in order to work in hollywood and many do so without question, passively validating the mechanisms of their own oppression in order to prop up a system whose rules are clear. it would be wonderful to hear someone get up and make a serious statement about this, but that isn't going to happen and so the one method open to put the topic up for conversation is to make it seem like a joke. it's not a joke, even if the wording is [to me] funny. and i don't think that macfarlane meant for the deeper implication to be lost on the audience in the room or around the world. 

- "there's no need to try to understand what salma hayek's saying because she's so hot": there's a bit of a convenient edit there in order to make that line seem purely sexist. in fact, macfarlane said that nobody cared that they couldn't understand hayek [who was the actual presenter], penelope cruz or javier bardem because they all looked so good. very sneaky use of language again. but even if the comment were about hayek alone, the point is not that it is ok that her english shortcomings are ignored because she's looked, the point is that people in hollywood act as if it's ok, because appearances are what is valued. i actually found this interesting, because it is a long-standing trend in hollywood that "exotic" stars are used for animalistic sex appeal, humour value, villainousness or some combination of all three. macfarlane, being an unabashed fan of old hollywood, would certainly be aware of this. and the message i got from the joke was not that it was ok to treat people this way, but exactly the opposite. it reminds the people in the room that they have specious grounds to feel like the best in the world at anything and it reminds viewers at home that they should keep their admiration for the american business of film in check. 

the article's author also criticises macfarlane for being homophobic, because of a nervous assertion [to william shatner] that he wasn't part of the gay men's choir he performed with on stage. that would be kind of a crass statement, if it weren't for the fact that seth macfarlane's sexuality has been the subject of more speculation than any male star outside of tom cruise and anderson cooper. he is constantly hounded for being an attractive, perpetually single, well-groomed young man with a passionate love for musicals and a strong belief in gay rights. in context, he's simply playing to a rumour that everyone's already heard. all those who have criticised him for this remark have conveniently left the all-too-public debate about his sexual orientation [and his refusal to speak about his sexual orientation] and his previous statements in support of gay rights by the wayside. i don't know whether that's a legitimate ignorance borne of a passionate knee-jerk reaction to the face value of what he said or a deliberate exclusion because it conflicts with the image that writers [and it's more than one- the atlantic piece is positively even-handed compared to what appeared on the new yorker's site] are trying to craft of macfarlane as an immature, lowest-common-denominator shill who was trying to get some cheap laughs by making fun of gay people.

and, finally, no analysis of last night's show or the reaction to it would be complete without a nod to supposedly the evening's sexist nadir- the song and dance number about actresses who've bared their breasts for the camera. this piece is already long, so i'll put this as succinctly as i can: 

any industry that rewards women for using their sexuality while allowing men to reap the same or better while keeping themselves clothed is sexist. [the number would have been a hell of a lot shorter if they'd tried "we saw your schlong" as a theme.]

any industry that evaluates a woman's ability to participate in its workforce on the basis of what she looks like without clothing is sexist. 

any industry in which women broker choice jobs with offers to show their tits is sexist. [the actresses mentioned in the song are all a-list celebrities.]

talking about it is not sexist. 

once again, it seems that those who reacted so passionately against the number were missing one of the key elements of its humour: that it was presenting subjects that were off-limits at an industry gala by appearing to treat them with levity. and for those who were crying that the actresses mentioned in the song looked furious, take a moment and look at the footage again. they are all in different outfits, sitting in different places, surrounded by different people than they were at the oscars. those reactions were part of the tape, not a real-time reaction. 

the article in "the atlantic" starts out by with the assertion that macfarlane's jokes "may have been meant to provoke, but provoke what?" the question is meant to be rhetorical, with the answer being that relying on the tropes of sexism, racism and homophobia aren't provocative at all, but it's predicated on the assumption that macfarlane's lines were to be taken at face value and, as someone who's watched a lot of comedy of all stripes, i'd reply that there's rarely a time when comedians are so straightforward. [i will go out on a limb here and say that i suspect a lot of the most outraged viewers were actually following the show on twitter and only watched the most controversial bits afterward.]

pointing out the shallowness and prejudices of hollywood might not be breaking new ground, but i haven't seen anyone carry it as far as seth macfarlane did, especially not at the event where the elite gather to pat each other on their perfectly toned backs. macfarlane walked the same line that ricky gervais did two years ago at the golden globes, snapping with precision at hollywood's hand while still managing to remove the treat that it proffered. he also helped remind those in the broader audience that the night's beautiful spectacle glossed over a lot of ugliness that's built into the american film industry and we shouldn't simply accept the former without considering the latter. 

24 February 2013

making faces :: not a morning person

apparently, the release of chemicals that help people sleep is delayed in some people, making them go to bed later and stay asleep longer. this happens frequently in teenagers, but as we get older, the process reverses. the chemicals that tell us it's time to sleep get released earlier and cut off earlier, which is what makes people in their seventies go to bed at sundown and get up at three in the morning. but with some of us, that youthful enzyme release schedule just never seems to correct itself and we're left out of synch with the rest of the world, who have matured normally and are comfortable with a routine that sees them tuck into bed at a decent hour and rise with the birds.

what sucks if you're someone like me, whose refusal to reach adulthood apparently operates on a cellular level, is that the world requires you to act like everyone else. unless you're doing shift work, you can expect that you're going to have to get up early in the morning and trundle off to work like the people who aren't living in a state of neuro-chemical retardation. i have tried many things to make this easier and what i've found is that none of them work. therefore, i have to find ways to regulate my morning routine to ensure that i am able to get ready, but also that i don't get so tense that i end up killing people on my way to work.

it's a delicate balancing act.

over the winter, when things are dark and dreary all the time, it gets particularly difficult to motivate myself to get going in the mornings, which means that i've developed a few techniques for speeding up the morning makeup routine and, in the hopes that i can save at least some of you other non-morning people some time, i thought i'd share the results.

technique 1 :: a bold lip distracts the eye

putting on lipstick is generally the fastest part of any makeup application, so if your look is centred on that, the rest can pretty much just fall into place. in this case, i went with rouge d'armani 604, a brilliant deep purple shade and topped it with mac's "best of breed" [limited edition release from their "fabulous felines" collection in 2010], which is a cool, sheer grey-blue. i'll be honest, while i love both of these products, i would have preferred to wear just the lipstick without the gloss, but my office was so particularly dry that week, i couldn't go without some kind of gloss, even with a forgiving formula like the rouge d'armani.

for the rest of the look, i did a quick application of guerlain's "chic pink" blush on the cheeks and benefit's "birthday suit" [light tarnished gold] on my eyelids. i did dust a darker shade in the crease to give just a little definition- the grey shade from guerlain's "calligraphy" palette and i applied mascara [korres volcanic minerals volumizing mascara, which is a lovely more-than-natural but less-than-dramatic formula].



technique 2 :: embrace the messy

one of the things that can take time in the morning is making sure that colours are properly placed and don't look like a  big smudgy mess. however, sometimes it's appropriate to just say "it's a mess, but it's my mess" and go with it. i love some of the medium-toned armani "eyes to kill" shadows for this, because they're complex and prismatic- they don't need to interact with much else in order to look interesting. in this example, i went with "purpura", a mix of gold and royal purple that is truly dazzling. it's perhaps a little sparkly for daytime/ office wear, but the fact that i can leave it looking all smudgy and casual-like takes down the fancy factor enough to get away with it. i blended just a bit of le metier de beaute "chameleon" along the top edge to make sure the colour faded rather than ending abruptly.

on the lips, i used mac's "a different groove" a sparkly burgundy-brown gloss that was unfortunately a limited edition release. it applies very evenly and precisely, but i went ahead and messed it up on purpose, so that it went with the overall look, by lightly running a finger around the edge of my lips once i'd applied it. it's a trick that makes the lip colour look a little less dramatic and also keeps that whole "soft focus" thing going.

on the cheeks, i used mac's mineralize skinfinish in "by candlelight", which which gives exactly the diffused effect its name implies.



tehnique 3 :: multi-taskers are where it's at

one of the things that can take up a lot of time in the morning is actually finding the products i want in my oversized stash. this might not be a problem for others, but if you do have a lot of colours, or lack the space to organise what you do have, it helps if, when you do find something, it can fill multiple roles.

so here, i've made use of a couple of them. on the eyes and to contour my cheeks, i've used chanel's now mythical "notorious", a lavender-taupe shade that works as a lovely neutral shadow and as a perfectly natural contour, mimicking the appearance of shadows. [if you look at the second picture, below, i think that it shows that effect particularly well. note how my cheekbone seems to be wearing a push-up bra? that's what notorious does.] i added a black liner along my lower water line just to give a bit more definition and to make the whites of my eyes look brighter.

on the apples of my cheeks and my lips, i've used one of becca's cult favourite beach tints in "watermelon". it's a lovely berry red that gives a dewy breath of colour to the skin and tints my lips just a little deeper and redder than they appear naturally.

i love the beach tints on my cheeks, but i do find them a wee bit dry on the lips, so i topped mine off with hourglass extreme sheen gloss in "fortune" a stunning peachy pink, which isn't my first choice of colour, but this one really is exceptional. it's one of those shades that seems to make my whole face look better through its awesomeness.



using these sort of techniques in the morning does, of course, make things go faster, but i've noticed that the net effect is that i feel more confident that i can spend more time in the morning doing what comes naturally.



which means that i'm not doing any better at leaving the house and getting to work on time.

clearly, i've made all the effort i can and now the rest of the world must change its schedule.

22 February 2013

friday favourites 22.02.13

image of the week
i had a strange moment earlier this week on the bus. that's kind of remarkable in itself, because this week was apparently some sort of experiment at the stm where you got to win a prize if you could guess within fifteen minutes the arrival time of the next bus, you got a prize. mostly likely that prize was that you got to ride the bus to work and have people there wonder what the hell was wrong with you that you couldn't manage to show up less than half an hour late.

but my moment was that i glanced down, since the only muscles on my body i could move on a bus that packed with late commuters were the ones in my eyelids and i saw a young lady reading a book, which is what i normally like to do, when i have enough space to remove one from my messenger bag. but when i looked at the text of her book [don't judge me, i couldn't move], i knew it was familiar. in fact, i quickly realised that she was reading umberto eco's "foucault's pendulum", one of my favourite books of all time. it was a sort of magical moment, where i realised someone else was likely experiencing that book as i had, discovering its mystery, its sly humour, its beautiful humanity and i found myself hoping that she was getting some of the same joy from it that i did. unfortunately, i'll never know, because it was too crowded for me to move the muscles in my lips.

here are some other things that struck me as interesting in the last week...

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

hey, remember the "boy fights" videos from "arrested development"? apparently, someone thought that would be hilarious to try in real life.

welcome to the nineteenth century, mississippi. could you maybe get around to the whole giving women the right to vote now?

remember the mythbusters episode about what things could stop a bullet? they missed one.

the nietzsche family circus.

i live in a province that frowns on english words like "pasta". [we made cnn with this one, people. we're officially an international embarrassment.]

musical notes

really, the only music i've been in the mood to hear lately has been the symphony created by blood spilling from someone's severed carotid artery, but that doesn't work for everyone. i also like this.



quote of the week


"I have difficulty with the accused not appreciating the whereabouts of his girlfriend when he got off the bed"
- pretoria chief magistrate desmond nair, reacting to "blade runner" oscar pistorius' account of events the night he shot and killed his model girlfriend, reeva steenkamp
[i have to admit that i almost gave this one to dom's completely politically incorrect expression of incredulity about the fall of pistorius from olympic hero to accused murderer: "he's like the guy who had everything. except legs."]

follow-up and shameless self promotion

i was wrong.



and given the views it's received this week, it seems that we all love muff. good to know.

kitteh of the week

our new addition has done a phenomenal job of making herself at home and illustrating that confidence is as powerful as many armies [note: please don't practice this against actual armies]. she strutted out of the carrier as if she owned the place and has basically spent the last week waiting for the rest of us, human and feline, to realise that, apparently, she does own the place.

so far, she seems to like... everything other than taking a bath. in particular, she likes eggs. scrambled eggs. eggs in pancake batter... eggs are a big think with this little lady...




that's all for this week's favourites, folks! thanks for reading and stay tuned... there is always more to come.

20 February 2013

making faces :: chanel channels canadian spring

sure, spring is about buds on trees and shoots of grass and first flowers, but if you come from canada, a lot of spring is about watching the snow melt and form small lakes on street corners and finding out who in the neighbourhood figured they'd just let the snow take care of that last autumn dog poop. does that sound beautiful to you?

well, the fact is that the endless palette of neutrals- when it doesn't involve urban sludge and poop- can be a bit stultifying, but it does also have a kind of muted beauty to it, when seen under the right circumstances. those circumstances might include admiring a painting by one of the group of seven.



or they might include gazing at the spring palette of chanel, which does call to mind the rich, earthy tones of spring thaw rather than the usual palette of impressionist greens, blues, lilacs and corals.

chanel's spring collection- "les precieux de chanel"- has a lot of warmer, more neutral shades that might be taken for "boring" but, kind of like the boreal landscape, if you're used to seeing these colours, you can start to appreciate the beauty in them. sure, they might all look like shades of sand and taupe and brown, but they shimmer and gleam in the slowly emerging sunlight and there's a lot more depth than you might think at first glance.

first off, for the eyes, it's worth noting that this collection, alongside a quartet of slightly cooler neutrals, sees the return of the rich, warm brown and peach-beige duo "sable emouvante", which was originally released as part of last year's summer collection. a lot has been made of the beautiful quad and rightly so, but don't forget to look at "sable emouvante", especially if the 4-shadow palette is a little too rich for your blood.

for the lips, there is really an embarrassment of choice. there are four new rouge allure lipsticks [the formula that was recently revamped with a whole new colour range] and two new rouge allure velvets [those were originally reviewed here]. the velvets are actually in brighter shades of pink and coral, but somehow still look a little muted with their soft matte finish. it's a nice take on a more wearable bold lip.

my personal choice, though, was the new rouge allure in "l'envoutante", described by chanel as a "shimmering violet plum". i'd say that two of those three words are accurate- it leans too red to be "violet" in my books... a plum-berry maybe? these things get so confused. although it looks fairly vibrant, it's actually fairly soft on the lips, because a single layer is quite sheer. that seems to be fairly typical of the new rouge allure formula, unlike the older ones which weren't generally opaque, but still gave a lot of pigment in a single pass. it does layer extremely well and evenly, so you can easily get a colour that's closer to what you see in the tube.



i didn't really review this new formulation when it came out [although i did show some pictures of "rouge noir" here], but in brief, here are my thoughts:

i found the older rouge allures quite drying, particularly the darker shades. the new formula definitely seems to be an improvement on that front, but i still find the rouge coco formula easier to wear. [most people i know find the opposite.] i wouldn't characterise either as hydrating- just a good quality lipstick that doesn't leave your lips feeling parched.

because they aren't as opaque, i don't expect that the rouge allures will last as long, but i find that the new formula fades faster than the old one. "l'envoutante" had significantly less pigment within a couple of hours. i imagine part of that is because my lips are quite dry now anyway, but it's less than one would expect from a high end product. on the flip side, if you just reapply quickly, the fading is less and it gives quite a nice stained effect that does last and that doesn't bleed. that went a long way to mitigating my disappointment in the disappearing act and i'd be curious to know if others have experienced the same thing.

YOU DON'T THINK THAT'S ALL I GOT, DO YOU?

18 February 2013

i love muff

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sort of condensed/ edited conversation between dom and recently, watching television in bed really late one night.

me :: it's kind of nice that the public station in vermont plays these classical music videos late at night.

dom :: you realise this is the only time we ever watch vermont public television?

me :: at least it's not the bosnian scream-singing.

dom :: is this song called "i love muff"???

me :: what? no! it's a traditional scottish song.

dom :: yes, so?

me :: it's called "loch lomond"

dom :: then why does it say "i love muff"?

me :: where in the name of god do you see that?

dom :: on the video! "i love muff"!!

me :: will you stop shouting that? it's bad enough i wake the neighbours up screaming nonsense, now they're going to hear you yelling about how you love muff in the middle of the night.

dom :: that's not what it says!

me :: i know!!! that's what i'm saying!

dom :: i did not say "i love muff"- not this time. just look at the video and tell me what it says.

me :: [squinting] oh for crying out loud.

dom :: well?

me :: mull. isle. of. mull. it's where the video was shot.

dom :: could've sworn it said "isle of muff".

me :: no, the isle of mull is a place in scotland. there is no isle of muff.

dom :: more's the pity.

dear tourism bureau for the isle of mull, 
we have a foolproof idea for how you can increase visits to your lovely homeland that involves advertising when people are very tired and feeling silly and using small, slightly blurry print. 
yours sincerely,
dom and kate

17 February 2013

family day favourites 17.02.13

let's face it: we all need a vacation in february, some random day that pats us on the back and says "congratulations, you survived january, the worst is over". [unless you're me, in which case you need a day off to steel yourself for march, which is always the worst.] no one actually takes a day off on valentine's day, but the u.s. does have "president's day", which is something to do with history, but really the only time it seems to be used is when people need a new name for the sales they're running, or in the "i love lisa" episode of "the simpsons", where ralph plays george washington.

so a few years ago, the government of ontario invented "family day", which was really just their way of saying "we gave you an extra statutory holiday, so shut up about your taxes". or something like that. it's since been adopted by several other canadian provinces, although not the one where i live, but in an effort to make everything nice and fair, the company i work for gives "family day" to everyone, which is kind of sweet. and, although we all want to mock it, there are worse reasons to get a day off than respecting the family. celebrating some guy's torture, death and zombification, for instance.

the really cool thing about "family day", though, is that it gives me the opportunity to miss my "friday favourites" update without sacrificing alliteration. it is all about me.

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

probably bad news, actually... the dhs believes it has the right to search the content of any and all electronic data devices within one hundred miles of the u.s. border. that actually covers the bulk of the population of canada in their homes, by the way. i can't wait to here the correlated drone policy.

apparently the "ace of cakes" serves kings and queens without prejudice.

think of your two closest friends. if neither of them has a sexually transmitted infection, chances are that you do.

what could be more whimsical and wonderful than a place called "the island of the dolls"? [spoiler: everything.]

musical notes

i listened to this album a lot on the way to work this week. which says something about the kind of week i was having, i think.



follow-up and shameless self-promotion

hey, remember a couple of years ago when i said that i thought that the current pope was really just a placeholder, occupying the position until the whole child molestation thing blew over? now that the media furore has died down and the church is no longer getting hit with a massive new lawsuit every other day, guess who retired this week? i stand by my original theory- ratzinger was always there simply to ensure that the real next pope- who will be a groundbreaking choice in some respect [first hispanic, first african, at the very least- if my countryman marc oulette is chosen- the first north american]- will be free to establish their own legacy, not have to fight from under the ugly shadow of feigned ignorance that kept monsters in children's bedrooms for decades.

the most viewed post on the web site this week was my nod to bell canada doing something decent for once. apparently #bellletstalk earned over $4.8 million for the cause, which is a phenomenal result. i tip my hat to you, although you still served as a cause for acute anxiety for many months in my life.

kitteh of the week

if you follow me on instagram, you already know that yesterday dom and i stopped in to visit the cause 4 paws bi-weekly adoption drive at global pet foods, ostensibly to say hello to an awesome person who works with c4p, but really to play with kitteh. and what do you know, we got adopted. i'm quite serious. we got called over by a little lady who apparently didn't realise that the normal procedure was for humans to choose the cats they adopt and not vice versa. the bond was instantaneous, undeniable and left hook marks in my coat.

we're still working through the first couple of days of "getting to know you", which involves hesitance, hissing and also intense curiosity. strangely, the new girl isn't the least bit perturbed by any of it. she isn't shy at all and doesn't bat an eyelash, even if one of the others hisses right into her face. she's a real little boss. this is especially hilarious to watch, because she's still a kitten, whereas they're adults. more to the point, she's a ten month old adolescent who i mistook for a kitten of about ten weeks. she's that tiny. chances are that she's a perma-kitten. at ten months and already "fixed", she's unlikely to grow very much more. and yet she is utterly fearless and confident in her place and is content to discover her new home while waiting for the others to get over themselves.

may i present... lulu

this is the best shot i was able to get thus far... more to come, i'm sure

that's all for this week. i'll be enjoying the third day of my three day weekend tomorrow and will likely be taking some time to organise swatch photos for some more of this year's spring collections during those minutes i can tear myself away from the kitteh. i have chanel and more guerlain to share with you in the near future.

until then, wish me luck with the newcomer and her integration process into the family!

14 February 2013

making faces :: guerlain loves lilacs and lavender

i'm going to be especially honest with you: this is most likely not the only guerlain spring 2013 collection you'll be seeing from me. i'm still trying to find the socks that guerlain blew off with their holiday collection, but what they've done for spring... the magical makeup gnomes have been very busy indeed in the house that jacques built.

one of the things that i love about this collection, aside from the fact that i'm starting to sound irritatingly repetitive as i gush over successive guerlain launches, is how they seem to have come up with a group of products that comes dangerously close to being "typical", but still has plenty of variety and gives you the little extra that a prestige brand should. what i especially love is how they've combined a couple of different sides to spring in one collection: you have greens and corals on the one hand, while on the other, you have the delicate lavender, lilac and pink shades, which is the part that we'll be dealing with today.

personally, i've always felt that light, soft purple tones are every bit as integral of spring as the ubiquitous greens. after all, those are the first real messengers- the first flowers that we see that signal the imminent arrival of warm weather and allergy season. sure, the spring is marked by the arrival of green buds, but almost before we get to see the green, we're overwhelmed with delicate purples. and that's fine with me.

on that theme, one of two limited edition "ecrin 4 couleurs" eye shadow palettes contains all the soft, floral purples that the season could require. it's called "attrape-coeur" literally "heart trap", which is actually a pretty good descriptor of its effect on me when i first saw photos of it. guerlain has a permanent shadow palette called "les violets" [the purples], but it's a little heavier, a little more dramatic and, frankly, a little less versatile than what we have here.

the first shade is not exceptionally original, it's a frosty [very frosty] white highlight that leans ever so slightly pink in certain lights. it's similar to many other highlighter shades, most notably mac's "crystal avalanche", which is just as frosty and bright, but without the slightly pinkish hue.

natural light

l to r :: attrape-coeur, mac crystal avalanche :: natural light

the colour payoff is fantastic. it's very opaque with just a light application, but it's also frosty enough that i find myself reaching for a blending brush as soon as it's on. it's not that it makes my lids look "crepe-y" or that it settles in any lines around my eyes, but it just takes very little for it to look a bit heavy on my lids. mercifully, it does blend out pretty well.

11 February 2013

mental health mondays :: let's talk about bell's #letstalk

although i'm no longer doing regular mental health mondays posts, i did think that it was worth mentioning that tomorrow, bell canada will be increasing their donations to mental health initiatives across canada through their "let's talk" program. if you're a bell customer, you can ramp up the donations simply by sending a text message or making a long distance phone call. if you're not a bell/ aliant customer, you can join the cause by sending tweets with #bellletstalk on february 12th or by sharing the bell let's talk logo on facebook.

it is somewhat ironic for me that a corporation that once drove me into fits of near-psychotic rage is championing the cause for mental health, but i salute them for their efforts. aside from whatever they're donating, they've mounted a pretty visible advertising campaign to call attention to the event and to the silent scourge of mental disorders in general. and supporting mental health is not like supporting children's charities- mental health issues are still stigmatised as shameful for the sufferer or as figments of the imagination. standing up for the rights of the mentally ill takes some testicular fortitude. so i salute them.

of course, my cynical side has to point out that if you aren't already a bell customer, you're forced to promote the corporate tie-in and not just the subject. bell could certainly track tweets using the hashing #letstalkfeb12, for instance, but they wouldn't garner as much exposure.

i don't think there's anything that they could do to win me back as a customer, but mounting a campaign to increase funding and visibility for people suffering from mental disorders, they have at least won a certain amount of my respect.

09 February 2013

making faces :: inspired by "summer citrus"

design seeds "summer citrus"
occasionally, it starts to feel like i've lost my colour mojo. i want to try something different, but somehow everything sort of comes out in the same kind of patterns. part of that is because i am often in a hurry and going into an office, where strange colour combinations would stand out and i don't really have time to waste on experimentation. but on the weekends, i like to try things that are a little more off the beaten path. because there is absolutely no excuse for me to repeat a look ever. i have enough makeup that the possible combinations exceed infinity [in fact, just trying to figure out the number of possible combinations would probably take you a year, assuming you didn't have your computer do all the work], but sometimes i just fall back on things that i'm used to, because it's easy to do and involves some favourite products. 

sometimes, of course, i deliberately challenge myself to do things that don't seem like "me". but sometimes, i just can't come up with an idea. but last night, i found the design seeds web site, thanks to a glance through the always-inspiring perilously pale's pinterest board. their moody colour combinations got my juices flowing again, both in thinking about decor and colours i'd like to see around my home but also, in certain cases, palettes i thought would work on me. 

i think that i gravitated towards the cheery "summer citrus" palette because the shades are bright without being "usual". they are slightly muted and different from what you'd normally get from a summery look. at the same time, it's a very uplifting palette, which i feel like i need at the moment. 

the blues in the palette reminded me of the denim tones in nars "mandchourie" shadow duo, where as that deep ochre-gold tone immediately called to mind mac's limited edition "sun blonde", a shade that you really don't see enough of. although that's probably because a lot of people would find it flat-out ugly. 

i didn't have a really good match for the greyed lemon-yellow shade, but i thought a yellow-toned chartreuse like mac's "sour lemon" would make a good substitute. [note to the makeup community: please invent a greyed lemon yellow shade like the one shown above. now that i know it exists, i want it.] 

SEE HOW IT ALL CAME TOGETHER

08 February 2013

friday favourites 08.02.13

image of the week
it's not often canadians get to look at winter in other places and think "man, that sucks". but this is one of those days. damn, hang tight, boston, we feel sorry for you and wish you the best. of course, there's always the chance that the power gets knocked out, in which case those in the path of the storm would only being seeing this much later... welcome back! you made it!

this week has not been one to write home about [although it was stressful enough that i called my mum just to hear a friendly voice]. there are times when your stress level gets high enough that you can't concentrate on anything other than your own stress, including getting through the mountain of things you have to do, which is the main reason you're feeling stressed to begin with. it's nice that our brains are biologically programmed to shut down like that. sort of makes you wonder how me managed to evolve this far. 

it's certainly one of those weeks when i needed...

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

remember how republicans said it was just an anomaly that one of their candidates used the phrase "legitimate rape"? the guy they put up for vice president thinks that rapists should be able to sue their victims if those victims seek to have an abortion. because jesus.

just because you're ten feet tall and green doesn't mean you don't have a woman's needs, according to marvel

are you a better writer than a second grader? if you're in the nfl, it seems unlikely

still trying to shed those extra holiday ounces? lose fat that natural way through moosing! [via me-fi]

what's more comforting in winter than a grilled cheese on toast? a grilled cheese on cheese, my friend. [this might require a moose cleanse afterward.]

quote of the week
"Now is the winter of our discontent"- shakespeare, richard iii

although the phrase actually means "now is the time when we are least miserable", which is a really emo kind of sentiment for the sixteenth century, it does seem appropriate to have a quote of the week that features both the words "winter" and "discontent", since i think there are a lot of people discontented with winter at the moment. plus, of course, the historical richard iii turned up under a car park this week. in another five hundred years or so, they'll find jimmy hoffa. 

musical notes

a very powerful piece that dominic did...


follow-up and shameless self-promotion

after my unpleasant run-in with an stm bus driver on monday, i did send a polite, firm letter to them indicating that i didn't think that it was cool to give their drivers free reign to scream at injured customers. i haven't received any kind of official response [and since i didn't request any specific action or ask a question, i may not get one], but i did speak to the transit worker to whom i tried to complain just after the incident. he says that he spoke to the driver and that the screaming was because he [the driver] thought someone- not me- had tried to bang on the door of the bus and it startled him. case closed. unless you consider that the guy specifically yelled at me about running, not at anyone else and not about banging on the door. 

i realise that lives aren't going to be lost or saved because of this, but i find it funny that there is clearly an attempt to convince me that screaming at customers is a completely acceptable way of doing business. on the other hand, perhaps i should take that as a cue that i can behave the same way... 

i still have a scraped up hand and a sore knee, which serve as a reminder that running is always a bad idea and i shouldn't attempt to do it under any circumstances. 

today, this same bus driver got impatient with the vehicle in front of him and started frantically sounding the horn. i'm sure we've all felt that kind of frustration, but most of us don't go batshit with the honking when the vehicle in front of us is a snow plough in the process of clearing the road. someone needs to switch to decaf.

something i forgot to mention when i posted our play lists from the caustic lounge yesterday was that the next lounge will be on march 6th and it's our second anniversary party! please consider coming along to usher us into the terrible twos!

kitteh of the week

simon, drilling for cuddles...


that's all for this week, folks! stay warm, dry and safe and remember it's never a bad idea to cuddle your cats! unless the cat is a tiger. then it's possible that it could be a bad idea, but you'll never know until you try it. 

07 February 2013

dj kali and mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 06.07.12

if you've ever had the experience of being bumped up to business class on a flight, you know that the prospect of flying "regular" never looks the same again. so i have to say that last night might have been a bit of a mixed blessing. yes, we got to set up in the back room, owing to some wiring issues and an accident with a soldering iron in the front. that put us a little more out of the line of sight but it also meant that we were playing through the BIG sound system, with the full sound board. normally, that's only accessible to bands, who are often playing on caustic lounge nights. and it was glorious. 

so glorious, in fact, that we ended up going right on until someone thought to point out to me that the employees had actually closed the front, locked the doors and were just patiently waiting for the people in the back to wind things down so that they could go home. 

i really want to fly first class again soon. 

here's the lowdown on the mayhem...

mr. dna

pink floyd :: astronomy domine
the rolling stones :: 2000 light years from home
the orb :: little fluffy clouds (ambient mix 1)
primal scream :: higher than the sun
the jesus & mary chain :: alphabet street
the stone roses :: I wanna be adored
the cure :: three imaginary boys
pulp :: this is hardcore
blur :: the universal
ride :: dreams burn down
swervedriver :: rave down
bauhaus :: silent hedges
david bowie :: boys keep swinging
the damned :: plan 9 channel 7
echo & the bunnymen :: bedbugs & ballyhoo
gang of four :: not great men
wire :: our swimmer
the fall :: wrong place, right time
shellac :: my black ass
the jesus lizard :: bloody mary
fugazi :: waiting room
polysics :: kaja kaja goo
pixies :: head on
my bloody valentine :: feed me with your kiss
stereolab :: jenny ondioline

dj kali

screamin' jay hawkins :: i put a spell on you
the cranes :: starblood
danielle dax :: bed caves
m.i.a. :: teqilla
nin-kuji :: sleepless
gerechtigkeits liga :: end of the present
na-hag :: atavism
hula :: ghost rattle
muslimgauze :: rhodesia 3b
skinny puppy :: falling
proyecto mirage :: mind gear
clock dva :: techno-geist
kraftwerk :: hall of mirrors
simple minds :: seeing out the angel
oto :: anyway
xeno and oaklander :: blue flowers
killing joke :: war dance
cut hands :: no spare no soul
novy svet :: en possession de te

05 February 2013

how the stm added insult to injury [literally]

edit :: i can't believe i forgot to mention this earlier, but yesterday on the bus ride to work the same bus driver who yelled at me for having the audacity to run in the direction of his bus made a wrong turn and completely departed his appointed route. he stopped the bus and apologised, but it still took between five and ten minutes for him to go around the block and get us back on course. no one yelled at him for screwing up and making us all late.

let me help you feel better about your morning. did you get yelled at for getting injured today? chances are you didn't unless you are 1.a child, in which case you really shouldn't be reading this blog; or 2. me.

this morning, there was a slow down on the metro line. it's never fun when this happens during rush hour, but it does happen and i'd resigned myself to the fact that i was going to miss my bus connection and be late for work. of course, when i got to the station where i make my transfer, there was the bus, running one minute late, with its door still open.

huzzah!

so i exited the metro and ran the ten feet to the door, which closed just as i arrived. i'm not entirely sure the driver saw me, so we're going to give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he wasn't just being a dick.

he started to pull away and i ran along side him for about another ten feet, at which point i slipped on the ice and landed in a heap on my knee and hands in front of horrified onlookers who had to help me get up. the bus did stop and when i was back on my feet and approached the door, the bus driver screamed at me, loud enough to be heard through the closed door: "lady, you can't run for the bus like that!!"

then he took off.

i went to speak to another employee, who was civil, but told me i shouldn't have run for the metro.

mea culpa. that was my bad.

let's ignore the fact that i ran a very short distance and that the door to the bus was open when i exited the metro doors. and let's ignore the fact that i was only late because the metro itself was delayed. and let's ignore the fact that i fell on ice because an area where people line up to get on public transit had a build-up of ice because it hadn't been properly salted. running for the bus is bad and i shouldn't have done it.

my issue is not that i missed my bus, or that i fell, as unpleasant as those things were. my issue is that the bus driver stopped and waited for me to approach, wounded and then yelled at me before taking off. like that was an important part of his schedule.

and my issue is that when i told another employee that i wanted to make a complaint about that treatment [aside from repeatedly telling me that i shouldn't have run for the bus, which i readily admitted was true] was to tell me that the bus driver "is a good guy" and that he'd "have a talk with him".

that's the complaints procedure, apparently.

aside from the fact that there is no documentation of this, i take issue with the insistence that the bus driver is such a good guy. good guys don't take time out of their day [when they're running late already] to yell at injured people, even if those injured people could be blamed for what happened to them. that's not good at all.

i appreciate the fact that the stm is committed to making sure that their workers are not abused or insulted by their passengers, because i've seen some pretty hideous behaviour directed towards public transit employees and i agree that that is inexcusable. it's just important for the stm to remember that they're driving on a two way street.

04 February 2013

making faces :: meanwhile, back in the enchanted garden

those who think of winter as a season of crystalline snow reflecting moonlight and shadow tree branches glittering softly with armfuls of flakes against a background of sweet-smelling pine, fir and spruce have never spent winter in  a city. for those of us who are urban-dwellers, winter is a season of salt stains and snowbanks encrusted with black shit serving as an uncomfortable reminder of what our lungs probably look like. sure, everything looks pretty when you get that first light powdering and there are lights and white-and-gold garlands everywhere in honour of yule, but that lasts for like ten minutes.

this is truly the time of year when i long to escape to some fantasy world without the filth and frostbite that threatens to engulf me. i need the enchanted garden of rouge bunny rouge.

take me away!

ok, i can't actually visit the enchanted garden because i don't know the magic phrase that will transport me there. but i can order goodies from the garden to have, hold and wear, which will just have to do for now.

in the year since i first laid my hands on one of the delightful products from this english and russian company [we know that's just a front for the fact that they come from the land of make-believe], i've become a real evangelist, singing their praises to anyone who'd listen; this means you. they are one of a small group of brands who really seem to hone what they do to perfection. they're smaller, but when they release something, you can bet that a lot of work has gone into perfecting it before it reaches your hands. most recently, they've launched a small fragrance collection, which i'm hoping to try in the near future.

most recently, however, i picked up another of their shadows and a new lipstick, because the ones i've bought in the past have been such delights.

the eye shadow "bohemian waxwing" is described by rouge bunny rouge as an "iridescent bronzed champagne". normally, rbr's descriptions are spot on, but i feel like this one, as gorgeous as it sounds, misses the mark a little. to my eye, it's a warm taupe shade with a kiss of bronze, no more, and a great deal of multicoloured- although predominantly silver- shimmer. although i can't quite pinpoint how to describe it and i clearly can't photograph it, since the pictures i took all do at best a decent job of conveying the rich hazelnut base shade without any of the complexity. i'm especially annoyed at myself for missing the shimmer, because it's actually quite crucial to understanding how the shade works on the eye. it shifts quite noticeably and quite delightfully in the light, sometimes seeming lighter, sometimes showing a kind of rainbow iridescence.

bohemian waxwing :: natural light
my take is that this may be the perfect shadow. it's one of the few i'll use completely alone because it's complex enough that it doesn't require assistance. it's pigmented enough that it'll work on any skin tone. it's neutral enough that it can work with any sort of look- whether you're off to work at the bank or getting dressed for the oscars. i've worn it several times and the most i can say against it is that after fourteen hours or so, you don't really see the shimmer anymore, just the base colour. after fourteen hours or so. i hate to play favourites but given it's fantastic quality and flexibility, it's hard for me not to think of this as one of the best shades i own, period.

HOP ALONG...

02 February 2013

friday favourites 02.02.13

image of the week
hola readers! i'm a day late on the friday favourites owing to the fact that i dedicated yesterday's post to the amazing story of elton, the adorable pit bull who was adopted by a cousin in the family i'm marrying. happy to say that there is more happy elton-related news kicking off this week's favourites :

hear the story as told by elton's adoptive mom from their local news.

read what his previous owners have to say for themselves. spoiler alert: their actual answer makes them sound dumber than getting upset that the dog was gay. hey darius, here's a word of advice- the reason that breeds like the pit bull have a bad reputation is because of douche-nozzle owners like you, who want to train them to be aggressive guard dogs and who get upset when they don't fight. go back to worshipping michael vick and stay away from animals until you're ready to learn a little about them. [fyi, douche-nozzle, i won't be a complete bitch and actually link your facebook account, but i will tell you that you might want to take down the friggin' picture you have of the dog you abandoned. he was "your buddy" and two and a half months later, he's your discarded trash? nice.]

if you'd like to show some support for elton and for animal rescue, you can check out his facebook page, or make a donation via paypal to help pay for his veterinary bills [although sadly not for fabulous stage outfits] and to support the effort to rescue abandoned animals in the jackson tennessee area.

and now...

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

applebee's presents "how to fail at social media". it's like a modern-day remake of the simpson's episode where moe the bartender tries to open a family restaurant. except real. and really stupid.

when it comes to cosmetics, do you think cruelty-free is the way to be? the european union agrees with you.

wayne lapierre appears before congress to refute the post-columbine arguments of the man who said that gun sales should always require a background check- wayne lapierre.

how low are the standards at canada's self-described "newspaper of record"? low enough that in the late eighties, this was their reaction to the first member of canada's parliament to come out:

smack in the heart of righteous B.C., traipses Justice Minister Svend Robinson, hand in hand with his male lover. The totem poles would droop in embarrassment. Is Canada ready for this? He is flaunting his sexuality in a crusade to promote gay rights [source]

and how far have they progressed since their hateful, bullying heyday? well, they're no longer just picking on gays and lesbians

quote of the week


"we wish this situation hadn't happened"
- applebee's first status update concerning the firing of an employee for posting an implied criticism of a customer on facebook.

musical notes

it's possible that while i'm writing this blog post, my bloody valentine will release a new album. it's also possible that earth will be invaded by gods made of stars from another dimension. 

the thing is, band leader kevin shields has been teasing the album's release for a little while now, playing new material live and responding to a fan's obvious question about when the new album would be released with a taciturn "two or three days". ok, we all kinda thought kevin was having us on, but today, he followed up by saying that the album should be up within a few hours

EDIT: literally as i was typing that, the album went live. either it's called "service unavailable" or the web site went down within ten seconds. 

here's the song that got leaked...



follow-up and shameless self-promotion

i think it should clarify that, in the post where i mentioned overhearing a conversation [and accidentally typing it] while feeling migrainous at work, i was listening to parents talking about difficulties they'd had with their children. i was not implying that my coworkers pee the bed. i'm pretty sure they don't.  

thanks to everyone who weighed in on the great hair debate. surprisingly, when i first went dark a few years ago, the majority were a little nonplussed. this time... let no one tell you that it's impossible to get a diverse group of people to agree on something, because we had a unanimous decision, which just happened to echo my own inclinations. 


taa-daa!!!!! [please ignore the laundry hanging behind me]


don't forget that this week we're back on at le cagibi with "the caustic lounge" on wednesday. it's our "valentine's day special", which usually involves us playing a lot of music about anger and bitterness. come join in!

kitteh of the week

gotta love those big blue siamese eyes...



this week's image is a chameleon. a friend of mine compared me to one of these lovely lizards this week when talking about my rotating hair colours, which is sort of interesting, because i've always been fascinated by them above all other lizards. the photo is by igor siwanowicz and i found it by accident, but i've long been entranced by his pictures of insects. 
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