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Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009
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topmodel
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she must have a contract because this is the second time she's been featured in the things saks send out through email.
( one image under the cut )
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Monday, December 21st, 2009
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topmodel
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( yeah, ugly. )http://www.topmodelgossip.com/nik-pace-demands-70000-in-child-support/
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topmodel
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The winner of MxNTM was announced last week and I wanted to share the portfolio for the first winner Mariana .
( Portfolio )
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Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009
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patrickwolf
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Some of you may have already noticed this at ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) ohnotheydidnt but I thought I'd post it here too in case some of you missed it.
Stereotyping People by Their Favorite Indie Bands
Inspired by Lauren Leto’s “Stereotyping People By Their Favorite Author,” we realized the incredible potential for a mercilessly judgmental list of indie band stereotypes. It is a common fact that Cormac McCarthy readers are men who don’t eat cream cheese, but what about those who listen to The XX on repeat and The Flaming Lips on hallucinogens? They need labels, too. After the jump, in collaboration with contributor Jeff Luppino-Esposito, we lay down the reckless assumptions.
Patrick Wolf
Gay guys.
I've never actually met a gay Patrick Wolf fan before, well actually, I've never met a Patrick Wolf fan before.
What do you guys think?
You can view other stereotypes here.
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Monday, December 21st, 2009
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patrickwolf
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A new picture from Patrick's Myspace :D viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm 
Taken outside The Prince of Wales in St Kilda, Melbourne, Australia. I wish I was in St Kilda that day, it would be so cool to just be walking down the street and all of the sudden see Patrick Wolf posing outside a bar.
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topmodel
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Thanks to drazick24 at RTV Games forum.
( SCANS ++ )
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lilmissgarfield
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there's nothing to lose, she says, her sky blue eyes piercing into my heart. her hand reaches for the wisps of hair, that curling, gather infinite bubbles of invisible worlds between their being, hovering at my cheekbones, still tinged brown by suns ago. we are here now. she whispers. my heart is burning, and as i look deeply into her i see nothing. not that there is an absence, rather that there is nothing more. just her, and me, and this great big ever expanding ocean where we are standing. i have no knowledge of the fish inside,..i am thinking, none of their names are that which i understand, indeed, i have absolutely no understanding, not of this, of us, of life. how can that be? having lived so long and seen so many things? how can i know less now than when i started, when it all began? then again, when did it start?
she can tocuh me now. and she does. sensing my reluctance earlier made her hesitant. i thought that in loving i was taking advantage. i thought too much, about nothing, and did as much.
but here we are. now. there is nothing else. no more waiting, nor thinking. sheer pleasure at the realisation of all that was present all along. and it was good. it was great.
all of this time, i have been waiting, thinking about tomorrow, hoping for the next now to come along. but there isn't one. there never was. just my mind fighting itself not to be. i didnt know that that was was fighting was, the reluctance to be as you are, to accept life as it is. i thought fighting was violence. i had extreme imagery of fighting and battles, and all the while thought that because that was other-i was the epitome of love and peace, when all that time,...
well,...
and its a shame. i mean it can be so, if you want to keep on fighting. otherwise, its all water under the bridge. where every door is a bridge and you can go anywhere, and do anything you want once you know. once you realise. that none of it matters really. none of it except that you are as everyone else is. that sort of sensitity makes you free. she was right of course. sensitivity is a strength. i hadnt realised i thought it was a weakness, because until i said that i really thought you could have one ideal for yourself, and one for everyone else. now i realise that there can be no favourites in love. mam tried to show me that, but she went too far, because it wasnt something that she felt, but something she understood with her mind. she tried to live beyond her time, and managed quite well, mostly, until like an elastic she bent back in ontop of herself, perhaps snapping, or shredding close to breaking point. where was i? yes, sensitivity as a weakness. because i thought of myself as weak still, somehow. D came lastnight and brought me back to life. everywoman is strong, he said. we spoke of love for hours, catching eyes and laughing heartily, with merriment and deep satisfaction. i dont suppose there's anything that cant be shared, and today, christmas shopping brought me such joy. i nearly cant stop buying presents for everyone. i spend everything, because i have everything i could ever need. i want for nothing. not even your touch, though when it comes it brings me the greatest joy. and i'm glad not to need, but to be able to enjoy nonetheless. is this independance then? have i finally been weaned off my fear of needing, leading to believing i will, followed by panic, and great, wild, sweeping adjustments to nothing at all really?
i may just eat some cerael as i ponder on that one,
or perhaps have some tea
:)
cuppa dear friends?
your welcome, anytime
xxx
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Saturday, December 19th, 2009
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topmodel
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Hallo all.
I am working on a small project that I'd like to post here once I'm finished with it. It has to do with facial structure. However, I've hit a roadblock, and her name is Saleisha.
For the life of me I cannot find any pictures of this girl that meet the following requirements:
-Not tiny. I will be blowing the photo up, and I need decent resolution.
-Her face must be pointing towards the camera, with minimal rotation.
-Her ears must be visible.
If at all possible, I'd like to be able to see her hairline as well, but at this point I am willing to reference off another photo...
Thanks in advance!
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pattismith
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The exhibition will open on January 7th and be featured for one month at the Robert Miller Gallery in New York City through February 6th 2010.
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pattismith
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The film Patti Smith: Dream of life will be broadcast on the New York PBS affiliate station WNYC Channel Thirteen for it's television premiere. It will be aired with an exclusive interview [with Patti Smith and Steven Sebring] and shown in its entirety on the program "POV" at 9:00 pm, December 30th 2009
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lilmissgarfield
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she invited another girl out to have drinks with us and now i'm not sure if she was really ever into me at all. actually, i have no idea what's going to happen. which is usually when i start freaking out, but this time i'm pretty calm, as if having no control at all, means i get to relax. see what happens, and enjoy the ride! its a rollercoaster, for sure. x
i'm noticing that this calmness has crept into nearly all interactions where there was once fear, and it feels good. holding my own. i realise again that not only do i not need to fight, but i needn't even raise my voice, or try to make my point-the point is made, it is there, in existence without any interference, or referencing from me. which is kinda cool. like today at work, our general manager comes in and he sees me working at like half three. (this work is miles across town from my main work) he's like, we have a meeting at half four right? yes, i say. at half four? yes i say. I am maintaining eyecontact, and he knows he has made his point, but in the absence of any real presssure, or effect. he is sitting with another manager and they watch me walking away. that effect, the ability not to feel pressurised, came only with my trying my best. so now i know. i can be the best, only when i am doing my best. i practically ran across london to get there on time, and made it ten minutes early, and before him. which was nice :). better still that i said nothing, and the effect of that was an instant respect, i never understood before came from such exchanges. so that when my other manager sought to be heard to be respected, pointing out inconsistencies in what his boss was saying, supposed, or otherwise, it became apparent how unnecessary such behaviour has ever been. but then, i didnt know. until i did. realisations are always personal.
i had vodka at work, because i wanted red wine, but it was impossible-then i left my keys and bus pass there, hopped on the bus, hopped off, took a black cab back, and it was in complete darkness-the cabbie offered to take me home for three quid more :) normally would cost about 20, but he said it was cause of my hair!
very good then, so i tell him everything-as i do, and he's all chatting and his recommendation, flirt, and flirt some more, and if she accepts then you know, and if she grows distant-then you know :)
friggin so happy. now i can move on with my life without all of this nonsense-i guess this is how the kids do it these days, i'm so retarded when it comes to relationships, love and lust. having always been chased by those who i thought appropriate, or having been wasted when necessary to findout, now is different. feelings watered and tasted in sobriety need to be addressed thus.
plan!
and my rehearsals went amazingly well, so happy with my part, such a strong character, a real diamond of a role! thank goodness!
going running tomorrow before perhaps gyming it up! if not then going to start writing another essay...days for procrastinating are well and truly over and i wanna do well at everything x
gosh.
so, i dont need to fall head over heels in order to findout at all? just take a few steps at a time,...slowly slowly? amazing, no more falling over the edge!
so happy with today
x
so happy
x
:)
maria made me laugh. we're fast becoming good friends. so glad. the singer from duran duran came in and introduced himself before he left-nick, very hot guy, no sex appeal, but very very hot.
i am now living with two couples. go figure. they brush their teeth together, and catch eyes sharing places where i can never go. i wanna go there with someone tho! c'mon universe! :) its such a healthy household too, one straight couple italian guy and chinese/portuguese girl, and two lesbians- south africans. we mix well, and hardly at all,...
so here's the plan. do what i may to make myself happy. then share it and see. simplicity unmasked. no more hiding. i want more!
enjoying the lack of obsession in my life at present,...missing friends tho, must get my phone sorted soon as,...
sent my poetry to a singer with the BEST voice, and she liked it! we're gonna collaborate,...YES! x
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lilmissgarfield
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learning how to be is exciting,...
everyday, every single moment is a new fresh bubble bursting forth from within
have been running lately, which keeps me sane and very happy :)
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Friday, December 18th, 2009
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sipho
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Tomorrow I fly home to Trondheim to spend Christmas with my family and friends there. I'll bring my laptop, but I'm never really sure what internet situation awaits in that house. I'm sure I will make at least one or two updates.
Let's enjoy! \o/
(p.s. can you tell i had a fun morning?)
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Thursday, December 17th, 2009
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Friday, December 18th, 2009
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sipho
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I had such a nice and cozy day. Snow outside and me hiding inside doing this and that.
Posts don't get much more egocentric than this I suppose. As all the photos on here are usually by myself, you don't see many with me in them. Just as well, right? :P
Anyways, it's my blog! So I'm putting up a bunch of photos my friends have taken of me during 2009. Check them out below if you want, won't blame you if you don't ;)
Good friends, good year!
( here you go )
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Thursday, December 17th, 2009
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patrickwolf
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Anyone rip it or otherwise do something technologically beyond my ken so that it could be shared?
what I'm on about.
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lilmissgarfield
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awesome day.
realised on the bus ride home that not wanting to see mam, was not wanting to see something of myself, and it allowed me to make peace x
the rehearsals went amazingly well, there are two semi-normal people, and the rest of us are hectic, totally different colours, styles, and essences,...we are a myriad of textured dreams, in a reddish purple tinted orange blue haloed sky,...magical ;)
went to see if i could enter into that producer of cat in a hot tin roof's world, and again changed my mind-i didnt respond to his voicemail, and i'd prefer to make of my life what i will, without his input. no idea why, but things are going well, and i'm happy, so why fix what aint,...
tomorrow lots of writing uni essays, as today was totally acting and singing day,...also spoke to lil bro which made the sun shine brightly
it was SNOWING today in londontown-so beautiful,...we all walked peering into the white skies, smilingly,...except for the grumpy people, and even they seemed glad after the cold.
i met two boys. one at work a brazilian, cutie, who looks at me eyes warmish golden brown, like a yellow labrador, except a hot man,...the other at acting. an english spiritually very advanced boy with eyes that look so deep he sets me off balance and giggling at times! we shared much,...i may stop fasting soon,...i must be missing something as my teeth keep gritting,...went for a run today, which was awesome. just the sound of your breath and feeling of your feet pounding on the wet pavements. my area was nearly deserted, and i wouldnt have left my house at all if we hadnt run out of electricity. thankgod. though candlelight is divine. we spent a christmas thus, when the gales left us without. us and boardgames, baileys and candlelight. all together, grandmas husky laugh and high pitched exclamations, my brothers gruff retorts, and mam and my laughter intermingling like some soft lavender infusion as we all crept towards morning by the open fire, and sounds of lifes wind sweeping everything off its feet around our little old cottage. these times are kind.
spoke with grandma for ages the otherday, she makes me laugh, always telling truths without any padding x
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Wednesday, December 16th, 2009
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topmodel
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Two new photos of Jade McSorley from Britain's Next Top Model, cycle 5. They were taken by Daniel Gil Rodrigo, and here is his website and flickr.
( larger + one NSFW )
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topmodel
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******SPOILER*******
Nothing too juicy - just the name of the designer featured in the finale (and the location)... copy of the invitation behind the cut...
( ... isaac likes ... )
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sipho
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I went to see Where the Wild Things Are today, and I loved it. I don't think I ever saw a movie that made me remember how it felt to be a kid in this way. The images were beautiful, and the main actor was great.
These photos should really be viewed on a dark background, but this will have to do for now :)
( more pictures )
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Tuesday, December 15th, 2009
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Wednesday, December 16th, 2009
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Tuesday, December 15th, 2009
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Monday, December 14th, 2009
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topmodel
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It was very random as I was cruising through the websites of some local horse farms, I came across a photo in the news section of one, Nikita on CNTM 3 had done a photo shoot there! So I did some quick googling and found some photos I thought I would share. Doubly exciting for me as I am a huge horse person AND a huge fan of all the NTM's:)
( See more! )
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Wednesday, December 15th, 2010
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lilmissgarfield
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i've got to stop freaking out. when i'm fasting, everything is cool, but when i eat, its like all that extra energy goes to my head and i start to feellike i should be DOING something...when all i need to do is relax. i guess its a response leftover from my mad eating days. awareness should make it better.
i'm over being crazy lady. peace all the way :),...
spoke with mam briefly today, work are deciding if they want me to work xmas day, cause mam lives really far out and it will cost them to get me a cab home.
today was an awesome day at work, anindya was hilarious, it was busy, and she wasnt there but she text me to say that yesterday she was so excited, she forgot she wasnt working! imagine that! so cool that she enjoyed it that much, still though, she may want to just be friends. not sure how i feel about that. actually, not sure about if i should be in a relationship. yes, yes, yes, i'm ready to love again-its been friggin years! all the boys inbetween were fillers for sure,...oooh i so hope this is actually going somewhere, and i'm not reading too much into it!xxx
patience,...
throwing my seeds into the universe always, and wonderring what they'll encourage to sprout
imagining islands of peoples smiling faces, arms open wide under sunny blue skies
dipping into the peace bath and wading out as far as possible before diving 'neath
come on universe, let me have someone particular to love :-) ready,...let it be her,...let it be, let it be,...
forgot to tell ye, the guy we met lastnight says our guardian is on our left shoulder ,...and before work yesterday i went to ghetto land and got such a fright i ran into starbucks. now i get why such places are important. i could have been in central london, it was so cosy, and the people were all cool, nice, smiling ones. without that hunger in their eyes, you know? gosh, i forgot how poor some people are. and i forget that i'm in no way ghetto-girl. when i used to go through those places, i was always miserable, and desensitised. now i can see and feel so much more. it made me glad to be where i am in life, and a little sad, because i'm not sure you can open doors for other people-its generational, and pervasive. not that anyone's bad, but like, even the girl who caught my eye, she was so skinny, and she was there making her kid say that he was hungry so they could go to macdonalds, and then to the pub afterwards-when he had had his treat. i'm not judging her, its just he was four, and i just wish that they could afford waitrose. i was thinking after panicking because i couldnt find the bus home, that maybe its not a "choice" thing, maybe it has more to do with where you feel comfortable, you know? some people love macdonalds, like i love starbucks-though if my house were nearer to town, for sure i'd prefer to go home,...but you know what i mean? my friend mary used to always dine out, and i thought that that was so cool, until someone said to me, people only dine out when they arent happy at home. which is pretty much true. that made me sad for a while, because everything in life looks the opposite of how it really is. but well,..there was an american dude on the phone today, and his chatter was so inspirational, keep going, taking bad with good, and strive for your utmost, always learning, etc, etc, until it came to speaking with his wife, who he told he was tired,...and then hungup pretty quickly. wonder why he couldnt open up to her as easily? for me, if i'm married, that person gets to hear EVERYTHING-you know? but he had really cool sapphire eyes, and a square jawline,...greyish hair,...handsome man.
lets see,...
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Monday, December 14th, 2009
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chipper.
geeky.
![[Shortly thereafter, at a nearby bakery] ::CRASH:: ::RUMBLE:: ::VRRRRRR:: '... I don't know, officer. It just scooped up an entire rack of scones and drove away!'](http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/asshole.png "[Shortly thereafter, at a nearby bakery] ::CRASH:: ::RUMBLE:: ::VRRRRRR:: '... I don't know, officer. It just scooped up an entire rack of scones and drove away!'")
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