A glimpse into the future

This is a preview of my next post. I can't be bothered writing it now - I'm laying in bed, trying not to think about my final assignment EVER (for the forseeable future, not including exams) that is due tomorrow. It is not going well.




C xx


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Ouch!

How is this even slightly ok? I was reading this latest post from Harper and Harley today, and she blogged about these super nice Bec & Bridge fedoras. They are pretty nifty looking, and I admit, I am a bit of sucker for 'pre-sale' and the thought of obtaining an item before other people. I could just see myself swanning around in a 'hazelnut' or 'dove grey' fedora, gaining admiring looks from all and sundry.

Pics from Harper and Harley, who got them from Oracle Fox and Grand Social.


However, when I clicked on the link to check them out, these pretty little hats are a whopping TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY FIVE DOLLARS! (Yes, I am that shocked that I felt compelled to write out the whole amount so that I could make use of the caps lock)

Again, how is this even slightly ok? How can a HAT, albeit a very pretty one, cost so freaking much?!?!?! Maybe it is the student budget conscious part of me, or maybe a bit of my mother, but I cannot fathom paying so much for a hat. Especially a Bec & Bridge one! If it was Chanel or some brand like that I might understand it a bit more, though still not want to pay so much. But Bec & Bridge? Have I missed something? Since when are they so freaking exy??

Seriously, what the heck is going on?

Hipsta-Random

Hey-ohh!

Here are some random pics that I have taken this semester with Hipstamatic on my iPhone. I use that app so much it's insane. Makes normal images quirky, and beautiful even ones even more so. Well, in my opinion anyway! I love how you can't really judge the frame of the photo; they always end up looking a bit different to how you lined it up.

The boy's sister and her cheese fondue fountain of epic fail-ness:

There is a store on Beaufort St in Mt Lawley that sells the brand of shirts that Charlie Sheen always wears (wore) on Two and a Half Men. I effing hate those shirts! They drive me insane. Anyway, I snapped that pic during the Charlie Sheen media winning/wizard/whatever frenzy.

Koko Black love:

Random painting of an alleyway wall of Hampden Rd in Nedlands:

Relief carving on wall at my uni:

C xx

Feaster

This is bit late, but oh well!

Over the Easter, the bf and I drove up to Kalbarri, where my parents have retired to. It was the first time to the Barri (as it is now known) for both of us, so we were looking forward to it. Can I just say, I fully heart Kalbarri! I had an amazing time. We explored the area a bit, I went crayfishing with my dad and his neighbour, we went to the Hutt River Province (a small area that has seceded from the rest of Australia, ate mass amounts of crayfish and just generally relaxed. It was fantastic, and it was also awesome to hang out with my parents for a bit. It was really good to see them so relaxed and happy, and stress-free as a result of retirement.

Driving down:

Hutt River Province:

The boy relaxing in Port Augusta:

Other random images from Easter break:

Some of the pics have my face blurred out because I am either pulling a weird face (by accident) or ... I just look silly! Haha. The boy's face is blurred as he doesn't yet know that I even have a blog, so I don't think I should be plastering his face all over the internet.
C xx

Black vacuums in the sky.

Hey all.

I was reading the skylark and son blog recently, and a post (from aaaages ago) mentioned how sometimes it feels like the sky is full of black holes, sucking all the good out of the universe [sidebar - if you haven't already, check this blog out! She is really funny and puts together amazing outfits, using mainly on sale or op-shop pieces. Plus, her little boy is so freaking cute it's insane!]. Well, that pretty much explains how I felt last week, despite it being my birthday. My dad had a boating accident and was in hospital for a few days. It was pretty serious for a while, but now he has pretty much been given the 'all-clear'. For me, this stressful and intense situation was made worse because I didn't pick up the phone. It was the day before my birthday, and i was at the library studying as my parents were going to be in town that weekend and I had two assignments due this week, so I was trying to put a big dent in them. My mum called me several times, and I didn't pick up until about 6pm that night. I then found out about the accident, which occurred almost twelve hours earlier. I felt so, so bad. All I could think of was, 'what if it had been worse than it was? What if my dad ... :(' and the fact that my mum was trying to cope with this all by herself (she had her neighbour with her but no family). I felt like a terrible person and a terrible daughter. So, my advice to any out there is, ALWAYS PICK UP YOUR PHONE. Even if your busy, even if you don't feel like talking, always pick it up. You can always ask whoever it is to call back later. You never know what that phone call may be about.

Sorry for the slightly depressing post, but be prepared for some lighter ones soon! I have a small backlog of posts that due to numerous reasons still have to be put together properly, but will do so now!

C xx

Booty-licious

Apologies for the extremely un-imaginative title!

I have been wanting to get some low ankle boots for winter for some time now, and have found the pair that I want.

Pros:
- cheap-ish
- buckle detail
- nice heel

Cons:
- not yet sure if they will fit (the smallest size is a 6, and I'm usually a 5 or a 6, mostly a 5)
- am undecided which colour to get!

Sienna Ankle Boots from Dotti

What do you think, black or tan???

C xx

Bad Service

Wow. Just, wow. I just encountered a prime example of someone on a power trip giving bad service. The experience was so unpleasant that I was left feeling shaky, my heart was racing and I was on the verge of tears.

Let me explain. There is a nice restaurant near my uni which usually serves fantastic food. It's really really good, I love eating there. However, the owner or manager or whoever has a reputation for being quite rude at times. I'm nit sure whether it's just to uni students as he prefers a different clientele or what, but he can make an otherwise nice night a little bit less nice. I hadn't encountered him in a while (possibly because I have been in a habit of just getting takeaway from there) but tonight my boyfriend, his sister and I decided to dine in. The food was fantastic, our waitress was lovely and everything was perfect until it came time to pay. There were two people in front of me and it was taking a little while. The manager or whoever he is was chatting away to guy 1, who finally finished, the man in front of me paid in cash and then it was my turn. I took out my debit card to hand it over and I was told that the bank line was down. I asked if that meant o couldn't pay by Visa either, as guy 1 had stopes his Visa card on the floor so I just wanted to make sure. The manager looked at me like I was an idiot (in hindsight, yes it was a slightly silly question but I just wanted to make sure and repeated that the bank line was down. I then asked where the nearest ATM was and pointed up the road. After walking to get the money from the ATM (which was on the opposite aide of the road to the restaurant which the manager failed to mention) I return to pay. After getting my change, I said something along the lines of in the future it would be nice if they had mentioned the issue during the meal or while I had been waiting in line for about 10 mins. They manager replies (without apologising) that the issue occurred just as guy 1 was paying. I say that that's fine, but he could have mentioned something then so that I could have withdrawn money instead of waiting in line, as we were in a slight hurry. The guy glares at me, saying that he was sorry but the fault only just happened and that they were trying to resolve it. I say again that that's fine, I just would have appreciated knowing instead of waiting for so long. He then talks over and raising his voice saying that the problem was out of his hands and that it was the machine. Now i started to get defensive and reply and that while the problem was out of his hands, that informing me was not and that he could have done something about it. By this stage I just wanted to leave, so I say that's fine (or something along those lines) and start to walk away. He (while not even looking at me) says thank you and reply, thanking him for the great service.

Arghhhhh I feel so sick and horrible after that encounter! Normally I wouldn't have said anything, but I'm trying to be a bit more confident and proactive, and I knew that if I didn't say anything I would have regretted it. But now I regret saying something! I told my boyfriend that we are never eating there again, which wouldn't be so hard if the food wasn't so good and the fact that our new apartment is about 5 mins walk away!

I absolutely hate when a nice experience is spoiled by something so small and nasty. I really do :(


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