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Name: christina
Country: Australia
Birthday: 7/12/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: musique - RnB/Latina - cars- maserati - lamborghini etc. Orlando Bloom - goin out - watchin movies - luxury: clothes, shoez, bags (D&G-diorgirlie-LV: mono & daimer/louboutin) anything wit marc jacobs name on it
Expertise: cookin/eatin/sleepin/shoppin/tokin/persuasion
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
MSN: chanel_no8@hotmail.com
ICQ:  74745927
Member Since:
6/19/2004
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| I thought it would be time for a bit of a revival, I have too much time on my hands.
When one's ninteenth year is upon them, it is important to review one's life and take stock of one's current situation. (I couldn't sound any more like prince charles if i tried eh?)
*I was taking a look at my profile on this xanga...i certainly dont listen to Chingy anymore (outside of clubs - and i try to stay away from the places that do play his stuff). Nowadays i prefer "wrist-slashing" indie stuff....death cab, neko case, jose gonzalez....quiet, boring songs for old people like me. =)
*I dont like dolce and gabbana that much anymore. Actually, any high end brand that relies on its logo too much ranks quite lowly on my list. Hurrah for the intelligentsia among designers who take sartorial splendour to new heights by updating modern elegance in subtle and refined ways. Lets toast to prada, miu miu, lanvin, balenciaga and chanel.
*I have joined the mob of iPod owners taking over the planet and encourage you to do so also. Marvelous little things really.
*Have learnt alot about the opposite sex. Far too much for my own liking actually. Sometimes get carried away in a sad state of disillusionment and would prefer to believe it will turn out for me like it did for julia roberts in "pretty woman". Or something.
Obsessions of the moment:
felt tip pen, paper, phone, ipod, my cheap skinny jeans, my skanky black boots (lol), black flats, bows on the neckline, natty little close fitting outfits topped off with a hat and hair done to perfection.
Feral things
blondes (sorry), men that lie, men, blondes with big feet (sorry), people that are too perky (especially blondes), people with no depth or soul, people that dont understand that unleashing your inner bitch can make for excellent conversation and makes for a far more interesting person to talk to than people that feel the need to always be nice.
With that last comment i am by no means bashing people who ARE always nice (yes i do know some such angels and they are my fave people inthe world) but for the rest of us depraved souls...lets just embrace it and learn to have a laugh at our less savoury characteristics.
I COULD waste alot more words ranting about the beautiful pair of hands on the boy i worked with tonight but i'll leave it there. Because the words would be just that, a waste. Perfection creates its own wordless glory called silence.
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| THE MERITORIOUS SELECTION OF HEELED FOOTWEAR
My esteemed shopping collegue and I were browsing the displays of shoes in David Jones on Elizabeth street on tuesday afternoon when there occured a turn in the conversation which I thought would make an excellent subject for an article for those who were interested in one of the finer points of dressing - shoes.
Forget sneakers, forget flats and please forget platforms altogether. I am strictly concerned with heels.
So, whilst looking over the shoes on display, I noticed a particular brand called "Emma Hope". The shoes were lovely and old fashioned with lots of embroidery and beads. However, what was more interesting were the words styled under the brand - Emma Hope called her shoes "regalia for the feet". At that point it struck me - that is precisely what heels are, items of clothing which are purely aesthetic and worn as regalia for all the entirely wrong (moral) reasons.
If you were to be 100% honest in your thoughts, if you were trying to communicate an entirely pure and innocent image you would not even wear the most demure of kitten heeled mules. Why? Because heels do things to the shape that are absolutely NOT demure, no matter how low they may be. Be honest with yourself, why did you reach for the purple suede ankle strap babies with the round toe? Was it because the strap made your ankle look divinely delicate? because a round toe is unabashedly flirty? because the 9cm heel made your calves look thinner and the swell of their shape so much sexier? Was it because the heel pushed your behind out into this dangerously sexy curve? yes yes yes and yes.
Now yes there are heels, and to an extent they mostly all do good things for the figure. But there are heels that do great, WONDERFUL, FABULOUS things for the figure. These shoes are couture for the feet indeed.
Now among such heights of greatness in shoe design I can venture to only include a few names truly worthy of the title. Firstly, there are a certain pair if Givenchy ones currently at myer, Marc Jacobs came devastatingly near perfection, but for never fail glamour I think my esteemed collegue will agree with me that Jimmy Choo had the edge over Blahnik.
So what was it exactly about these shoes that did such wonderful things? Well, depending on the kind of height you are after it varies. With the extremely high variety, the key factors are GRADIENT and CURVATURE of the sole of the shoe. The sole must be shaped in such a way as that the foot sits at almost a nintey degree angle to the toes in the shoe. This applies to both pointed and rond toe.
These rules can be strictly applied to higher heels. However, in the area of the mid heel, a careful judgement must be cultivated. In the mid heel curvature of the sole must be gentler and ever so slightly elongated to give the foot an elegant, shapely line. A round toe is far to abrupt an ending on a mid heel, they must nearly always be pointed.
I will close this article with a final word of advice to my readers. It was at the end of this day that my collegue and I came to fully appreciate the value of the fashionista's creed that it is the shoe that makes or breaks the outfit. However, walking down bent street we noticed a lady with some lovely shoes on that passed the tests of curvature and gradient well. However, she had apallingly massive calves. I am afraid to say that even Jimmy Choo himself would have had trouble making these legs look good without resorting to a treadmill. So i close with the final words of advice; keep yourself curvaceous and lovely, and with the right pair of heels there should be absolutely nothing and no one you can't do.
8th December 2005 | | |
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I'm feeling very acidic, opinionated and sardonic tonight, here is another prescription from Dr. Christina, the armchair psychologist.
THINGS NOT TO XANGA ABOUT:
*Ridiculous quotes from chain emails that use puns and play on words etc.
*The highs and lows of your love life. (we have all made this mistake)
*Your bodily functions, ailments etc. (too much information)
*The pricetag of something you recently bought
*lyrics
*General whinging about how crap life is (I know it is important to vent sometimes, so do it if u must but keep it short)
*General showing off for pages and pages (thats nice if something good has happened to you but it doesnt make for an interesting blog at all)
THINGS THAT ARE GOOD TO XANGA
*People's opinions on religion and politics
*Genuine and insightful reviews of books, music, etc.
*Opinions on ready to wear/couture collections
*Recounts of INTERESTING experiences
*Photos of everyday life and experiences (NON PHOTOSHOPPED - cropped is fine)
*Pices of writing , poetry, prose etc that are well constructed, punctuated and have a worthwile message/entertainment value (the writer of such pieces must be prepared for criticism, both constructive and otherwise)
SOME DONTS
*Over punctuate/use punctuation for decoration (the system of punctuation has been refined over hundreds of years and in the digital age we are beginning to lose our grasp of its nuances, this is sad indeed)
*Whinge too much - yes I know it must be hard living in a middle class family in a prosperous country, very hard indeed. Get over it.
Rules are there to be broken, so having said all this I am looking forward to crusing around xanga and having a good read of and immensely enjoying the self indulgent rantings of many sad little bloggers. | | |
| long awaited xanga update:
take a girl whose been turned upside down in the space of a week
put her in black tailored shorts (for anything resembling suiting always has a calming effct)
a black babydoll
& black slingbacks (for severity, and who doesnt feel good in slingbacks?)
and a jangle of brightly coloured chunky necklaces that do more to represent her state of mind than the rest of the outfit does to calm it.
this is sort of me at the moment | | |
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You know you're in typography when you walk into the room and you hear the tutor saying "helvetica? it's an abomination to the word FONT" or you walk into the lecture and the huge widescreen has "FONTS ARE SEXY" in massive red letters. I do not lie. Semester 2 indeed.
Anyway, I hope jess is reading this cause the FREAKIEST thing ever happened today. One of my friends who is is abt jess' height had a hair cut right, and shez korean and she only wears pants and sneakers and funky print tees and hoodie jumpers. So i walked into the cafe today and i could have sworn it was her from behind......now they have the same hair!!! I have to introduce u guys, even the hand gestures and voice intonations are similar....tres freaky!!!
Yep, n I'll take this oppourtunity to whinge about the workload. There.
What else ?? i'm having shopping cravings....but i'm dedicated to analysing the gaps in my closet and filling them....and NOT buying pieces of alannah hill that i DON'T need.....
Oh n I had my first REAL craving today. I've never craved nething in my life before (shoes, clothes etc. don't count). It was peanut butter.....more accurately a peanut butter and honey sandwhich. I won't blame you if you're thinking i'm extremely weired at this point. So i bought some peanut M&Ms. I've actually been worrying about my sugar intake over the last few days its been a tad insane....
Oh yeh and i'm music deprived. I tried to d/l Mariah Carey's album and it was HUGE mistake... can't take that screeching for more than 10 seconds.....argh.
Okay, i've gotta go hunt for road signs now, promise it won't b too long before I update again. | | |
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