A Tail of Karl Lagerfeld

Look closely at these startling pics of Elfin Karl Lagerfeld that I purloined from The Huffington Post.

When I say Look Closely, I mean it. In fact, why don't you enlarge the images? I almost promise you that it will be worth it.

Do you see it?

In case you didn't, I'll tell you.

Knome Karl is Wearing a Rug. That Ponytail of his not only Looks Like a Rat's Tail, but it might Really be One.

I have made a Lifetime study of Rugs & I'm rarely, if ever Wrong in the Rug Wearing Department. You can see little wisps of his own hair at the front & then you can see a V. Definite Line where the Rug starts.

I was shocked. Which is hardly unusual as I'm easily shocked. And frightened. Etc.

But we won't go down that road, will we?

It's far more titillating to talk about Karl's Rug. As soon as I discovered it, I excitedly scoured the internet looking for any mention of it.

Absolutely Nothing.

I would be sooo excited if I was the First to Publicly Notice Karl's Rug.

Oh for it to be Me who Outed his Toy Hair!

Sadly, I don't think Karl's taken Rug Wearing Far Enough.

Don't you think he'd look far better if he wore one of those huge eighteenth century wigs that King Louis 14 or whatever number it was wore?

Chicken Bones & Chanel Cuffs

In my last post I said I'd 'been busy' all last week.

Just to prove it, here's some pictures I took last Wednesday evening at an Important Art Opening down the hill from my School & Home.

It was at Martin Browne Fine Art. And all the pictures that I've uploaded are Not In Order. Sounds like many areas of My Life.

Not in Order.

Anyway, the last picture shows the front window of Martin Browne with the names of the artists whose show it was. I hope you're able to follow me.

Linde Ivimey sculpts with perhaps chicken bones. Maybe she uses other bones as well. Sewing seems to be involved & also upholstery. Many of the figures are sitting on little arm chairs or ottomans which I presume she made herself.

I love them. And I could be a little jealous that I didn't make them myself. Or something similar.

Please do look at my thrifted Comme de Garcons blouse with a black frill that looks in the photo like I've worn an unsightly low-slung black bra underneath. I didn't.

And then there's the Guests. I do so love looking at everyone at these things. And this lot were a Bumper Crop. My favourite outfit was worn by Mary Shackman, a well-known Sydney artist. I had never met Mary, but admired her from afar. And was quite surprised when I found the voice to ask if I could take her photo. And thrilled when she said yes.

I was v. interested in her Arm Wear & asked if I could photograph it. Mary made some remark about her 'withered' or was it, 'wrinkly old arms' ? which I dismissed in a flash. Who cares if you've got skin like crushed up cellophane (not that Mary does) if you're wearing a Chanel Cuff & a Louis Vuitton one as well?

Here's the artist, Linde on the left talking to a stylish person with a huge pussy bow that I found enchanting.

I've been Embracing the Pussy Bow myself recently. It's quite strange how things change.

I always used to associate the PB with Stern Unappealing Looking Women like Dame Margaret Thatcher. She really should be called Lord Thatcher. That would be far more her.

Here we are at the end. Can you see that the little rodent or whatever is lounging on a comfortable armchair?

I loved it.

I Long to Be a Woman Who Chose Her Own Battles

I thought it was Enough to just post this Wonderful Painting of a Woman with Hair Horns. I also liked the title I made up to go with it. But apparently it's Not Enough. It's Never Enough.

I just love the Concept of Horns. I would not like to grow any myself. But I do like the idea of turning your hair into them.

Why horns, you may ask? I'm not sure. Maybe they signify gutsiness. You know, like Don't Mess with Me.

Doris Day in 'The Pyjama Game,' Katherine Hepburn in 'The African Queen', Queen Latifah in 'Chicago' & perhaps Dear Doris again in 'Calamity Jane'. These were suggestions made to me by my colleagues when I asked them about Gutsy Women. Someone suggested Scarlett O'Hara. And I suppose she is pretty gutsy. In fact, probably the Gutsiest of them All. But I couldn't bear to put her on my list because I just Loathe 'Gone with the Wind'. It's just so overblown.

If you've got any suggestions, I'd love to hear them.

Hubert de Givenchy's Aeronautical Engineering Genius

Ever since I posted my previous post this afternoon, I've been thinking about the Fabulous Fifties Givenchy Dress that was the inspiration for my collage, 'Redefine Your Outline' featured below. 

So, I just had to go & trawl through all my really badly organised magazine clippings, of which I've got thousands until I found the original photo from 'Elle' mag. 

Isn't it a marvel of aerodynamic or aeronautical engineering genius? 

But it was probably a real pain in the arse to wear. You probably wouldn't have been able to sit down. And no dry cleaners would have touched it. And people would have stared & some may have even sniggered as you glided by. In my case, I would have waddled. 

The Miracle of Change: Givenchy Dress Becomes a Snake

Hope you like my artwork. I's a little collage featuring a picture of a v. famous Givenchy dress from the early fifties that I've combined with a long twirling snake. I've added lots of little fragments from a broken mirror & some other jewels plus a silhouette of Jennifer Aniston's hands. I'm not sure if you can read the text. It says, 'Redefine your Outline'. I took it from an magazine ad for some beauty product or other.

Since I've been listening to the Silent Affirmation CD which has encouraging messages about embracing the Wonderfulness of Change embedded within soothing nature sounds , I thought the message of this collage is rather timely. I suppose by telling you this that I'm exposing myself as a bit of a New Age Nutter. And now I've probably insulted the New Age Devotees by saying that. 

It's just that I'm giving everything a shot right now - yoga,  listening to large amounts of meditation tapes that put me in a theta state, having pedicures, eyebrow shaping & waxing & buying heaps of thrifted outfits. Amazingly, it all seems to be working!

Babe & Me

This photo of Babe Paley, one of Truman Capote's 'Swan's' has got to be one of my all time favourites. I never get tired of looking at it. It was taken in the 1940s for 'Vogue'. Babe was a huge fashion icon for decades who sadly died of lung cancer. She still looks great smoking, though.
Everything that Babe wore was slavishly copied by women desperate to have a little piece of her personal style. She was the first person to tie a scarf (probably a Hermes) around the strap of her handbag. Later she said that she only did this by accident, but it didn't stop everybody & his dog copying it. In fact, they're still copying her.
I know I'll never be another Babe. Probably a good thing. I'm sure she'd never dream of wearing my huge homemade medallion 'Flapper' necklace & weird bubble-type top featured in the photo.