It was inevitable

I'm happily in denial about Christmas time coming to an end (it's Christmas WEEK in my house!), the Christmas specials are still running, potatoes are still being roasted and eaten and like hell am I taking down my tree and decorations. But for those of you who are trampling all over the holidays (shame on you) and are readying themselves for New Year (what is wrong with you. New Year is the embarrassing uncle of holidays) I made this tiny animation with the Jack Skellington* doll I got last year. So you can wave Christmas good bye in style.

Ow rvwaa, Kreesmas!

*apparently the "his hands look like your hands" gag never gets old at my house

I done did a guest post!

Just a quick update to let you know I wrote a London Christmas themed guest post over at Clara's blog. You can listen to this brilliant bit of Benny Goodman while you're reading it.

 So go and have a look. Go, go, go!

It's like Japan can read my mind

I was just going through this month's Japanese fashion magazines and stumbled upon this:

Grab your varifocals, peeps!

My limited Japanese tells me this style is "Oji Garu". Points of fashion: wing tips, satchels, rolled up trousers, braces. ...for those of you that aren't down on your knees yelling "There is a God! And he's a fashion editor!" at the top of your lungs yet : this means "old man girl". As in a fashion style for girls that like to dress like old men.

In case you missed my borderline creepy serenade to a granddad style pea coat, this couldn't be more up my alley if it had cats printed all over it. 

This is the first time I've seen this (at least with an actual style subculture name) so I don't know if this is going to be a lasting trend thing, but it got quite a few pages dedicated to it and I'm sure the sheer power of wishing can make it so.

I am sacrificing young children as we speak. Make it so, Japan! Oh Japan. How do you always manage to market to my weird, incredibly tiny, specific demographic? Maybe now I can finally start my very own club where I can read books, suck on Werther's originals, listen to Gershwin, braid hair and complain about my joints with other, like minded ladies. Old men gals forever!

More examples of "Oji Girl"

Oxford shoes, look of disdain (most likely caused by Kids These Days)

Slacks and fuzzy breton stripe shirts

Now if you'll excuse me I have some magazines I need to rub my tears of joy all over.

Salvation is here. And it's shaped like cardigans, bow ties and woolly up-to-the-neck socks.

Fwuuuuu

It's freezing cold in London right now. I just went out to run some errands and could get around by pretty much relying solely on wind power. It's like some kind of terrible Disney storm, with the "whooo"ing sound effects and everything.

Perfect weather to stay inside and listen to Night Piece by Shugo Tokumaru.

la la la

Centre Pompidou fountain beasts

When I was in Paris  a few months ago I shot a few of the weird fountain/pond creatures at Centre Pompidou with the intention of making animations out of them. It's hard to pick a favourite but I think I like this elephant one the most.

BRB

In the meantime: here is a .gif of my cat Siepie stealing celebratory breakfast salmon (not mine)

Hello world

Oh hey! How nice to see you! How've you been? Sit down, have a drink, do you want me to get you a snack? Sandwich? Chips?
....like I'd ever have snacks in the house. Or drinks. Or a CHAIR. Oh well.

So yeah.

You have reached my first proper attempt at "blog" inspired by my amazing friend Clara who sometimes takes time off from her full time job as Awesomist to "blog". She does this so well (with pictures and reviews and music recommendations and everything) that I felt inspired to follow her lead and create a blogger account. Then let it fester for a few months. Then mess around with the layout for a bit. Then finally sit down and start my first entry. Okay this is a lie. Like I said seating arrangements are a luxury in this house. I am totally lying down on a mattress. But the entry part is true!

I have no idea yet what kind of blog this will be. It might be a ramble type blog with no set subject (as you can see rambling is my speciality) or it might have reviews or essays or stuff about my current place of residence or cats. Only time will tell. But one thing is for sure: this will be a .gif blog. Because if there's two things I love, it's taking pictures of stuff and then making them move using the magic of computery. So I leave you with this.

I took a few pictures of this amazing tiny man. He was making bubbles on a square in Paris and kind of dancing around with them. At first I had the intention of stringing them all together in a dreamy Jeunet-esque montage, but in the end I decided that I much prefer this "Man VS Bubble" match I created by accident. It kind of looks like the bubble just wants to be loved and the guy is totally not having it. Poor bubble. I think we all know what that feels like.