I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
-Walt Whitman, Song of Myself
No doubt (wherever you are in the world) you woud've have seen the news headlines about flash flooding & inland tsunami in Queensland, Australia. 75% of the state has been declared a disaster zone with 9 people dead and 59 missing. So many have lost their homes & all possessions. My own family are faced with the possibility of having to evacuate and find higher, safer ground.
ABC News 24 is streaming footage online here (free of any geo-blocks, so you can watch updates wherever you are in the world) .
To help ease the devastation in this dire, dangerous weather please consider donating to the Flood Relief Appeal. Every little bit helps.
Keep safe & dry, frocketeers. x
A slow & hot start to Saturday; I spent the morning making bowls of mixed cereal (cheerios & nutrigrain), sifting through records, making a mixtape- old school style (an actual cassette tape. a rarity, a lo-fi relic!) and taking photos...
How do you whittle the weekend away? What are your sloth-like activities of joy?
What a duo! They shall go down in the annals of celluloid history as muse and genius alike. Derek Eads seems to think so too. He created this little piece entitled "Wes Anderson's Bill Murrays". Adorable and accurate.
Here are some things that frocked my world in 2010:
The frockette’s 2010 Twenty.
1. Scored a wonderful trip to Singapore to attend Fashion Week.
2. Baked often, my favourite recipe being a vegan spiced pumpkin bread. It was awesome.
3. Won a Helpmann Award in September.
4. Flew to Japan twice and became completely enamoured with it.
5. Made some excellent new friends.
6. Spent more time with my dearest old friends.
7. Packed all my belongings & life into boxes in 3 days.
8. Boarded a lot of airplanes. Around 23 flights all up maybe? Also, developed a weird fear of planes turning. I think it was an equilibrium thing.
9. Went to an Ashram and sang Kirtans’ with Swamis’.
10. Went to a Temple and prayed with Monks’ at 6am.
11. Cried for a week straight.
12. Became more addicted to coffee, most specifically Cold Drip. I blame this on Proud Mary.
13. Discovered and fell in love with Radiolab.
14. Heard the breaking of many hearts (it sounded like static and the popping of rice bubbles).
15. Listened heavily to Leonard Cohen (perhaps contributing to broken heartedness?)
16. Confirmed my love for Reformer Pilates.
17. Went to a Tupperware Party. For real.
18. Developed serious night owl tendencies. 3am bed time? Completely normal!
19. Drank cider. (Pear is my favourite).
20. Blogged for the entire year. It’s my bloggerversary.