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The Worst Shoes in the World…

I did a naughty on the weekend. I paid $180 for one pair of shoes. I know it’s evil. I could feed a small African nation for months on that amount of money but I can assure you I had no choice in the matter.

These are the shoes. Disappointed? Yeah so was I. I LOATHE spending money on shoes that I can’t dance in. They don’t even sparkle. If I’m spending above $30 (yes, I am actually that tight) I want the most spectacular shoes on the planet - gorgeous, comfortable, make me drop a dress size in seconds and they should come with a free overseas holiday and a packet of Jelly Tots. As you can see I’m having difficulty coming to terms with the fact that I just spent about a years worth of thrifting money on ugly shoes. Ugly shoes that GAVE ME BLISTERS!!! Blisters in my rolling high arches. I have HIGH ARCHES that ROLL. Does that sound like a contradiction to anyone else? In case you haven’t caught on to my bitter tone I started my fitness course this morning. My trainer is a sadistic prick. I can’t remember exactly what it was that we had to do in the obstacle course (my brain tends to block out pain) but it went something like this - Run a kilometre, stab yourself in the thighs with a fork, run a kilometre, get your legs run over with a lawnmower, run a kilometre, break some bricks with your butt cheeks, run a kilometre, have a whole football team stamp on your arms, run a kilometre and then finish it all with a lovely session of being punched in the guts. I had to run through this obstacle course 10 times in one hour with no breaks wearing the Fugly Blister-maker shoes and the jerky trainer refused to administer morphine for my pain. I have a plan though. If I manage to make it though my Monday, Wednesday and Friday sessions every week for the full 6 week period I will allow myself to buy the beautiful shoes

It’s a happy coincidence that they are released just as the course is finishing and I don’t even mind that they don’t come with a free overseas holiday… or a packet of Jelly Tots.

Love Lady Smaggle

xxx

6 Fashion disasters to avoid…

Here are a few fashion tips I picked up while wandering through the city last night. Just a few things I think everyone should know…

* If you can see your cellulite through your skirt it’s too small.

* Boys - If you want to get laid do not buy pants from Allens, Big W or K-mart. Especially ‘dress’ pants.

* It’s probably a good idea to put clothes on over the top of your underwear if you plan on appearing in public.

* Chunky glitter eyeshadow is nasty. It looks like that gel crap that came with that enlarged Barbie doll toy that terrified the children of the eighties. The one that was a life sized doll face that you practiced make up on and it looked like a severed head? 

* Flat shoes are more attractive than stilletos that have dug a deep ravine in your heel causing you to walk like you have a bar stool shoved where the sun don’t shine.

* Wash your hair.

Love Lady Smaggle

xxx 

 

Why do I suddenly own a yellow bag?

Okay let me set the scene - I have been looking for a banana shaped, long strapped, black bag for what feels like an eternity. Every bag available is either way too big or way too small so I have been on this whole Goldilocks trip looking for one that is just right. Well in the midst of my coloured tights and head band shopping extravaganza yesterday I spied the most perfect bag in the world. Medium sized with a lovely long strap I could wear across my body. No ugly over-embellishing or stupid metallic sheen. It didn’t even have one of those irritating bag charms (I am aware that they are removable but it doesn’t stop them from pissing me off) or weird stuck on bows. Just a simple design and the perfect size. The only issue was it’s colour. Yellow. Now I know I have been a total yellow fiend recently but that’s when we were talking about accessories that require less commitment than a bag.

I’m really not much of a bag girl. I like a large-ish bag that goes with everything, one that I don’t have to change too often. Could I cope with a yellow bag? Just as I was picking up the yellow bag for a closer look I realised that Mr Smaggle was about to call to meet me and I never hear my phone in my bag so I grabbed my phone and jammed it under my chin so my hands were free to look at the bag. Not five seconds after I did this I forgot my phone was under my chin and I raised my head to admire the way the perfect bag hugs my bum and my phone went crashing to the floor. As in every piece separated itself and went flying across the tiles in all directions. In the middle of my wee personal disaster I was delighted to see they also had the perfect bag in black. And for some strange reason I very calmly scooped up my phone and the perfect yellow bag and promptly went to the counter and bought it. And to be honest I am becoming rather fond of my little bag of sunshine.

My phone is pulverised and the screen will only work if I squeeze it first. And if you remember correctly I only bought the phone in March and spent hours decorating it Smaggle style. I guess people behave irrationally after they have experienced a loss. The moral to this sad tale? Life is too short to carry a black bag everyday.

Love Lady Smaggle

xxx

 

Art Imitating Life… imitating… Lady Smaggle?

Have I officially introduced you all to my lovely friend Ged? He is Ged of ‘Matt & Ged’ fame. The Matt & Ged who are the source of some seriously awesome accessories, the creators of my South Park twin, the inspiration behind my Men’s Scarf post and they are also serial commenters who support my blog in a way that makes me all warm and gooey inside. Matt is a fabulous director who I’ve worked with countless times and Ged is his partner in design crime, painting and ‘frocking’ the sets of Matt’s productions. Ged has recently started his own blog Ged Art where he uploads paintings that he is working on and rambles about what is inspiring him and artists that he admires. He sent me his latest entry and I have to say I’m totally chuffed…

Lady Smaggle is a muse! This gorgeous wee painting was inspired by my little post about wearing birds in your hair. What a big fat blush-o-rama! I am seriously surprised that anyone reads my blog at all but to have someone actually paint a picture inspired by something I wrote is freakin ridiculous. I have always loved Ged’s work because he draws his inspiration from such a diverse range of places like fashion, film, literature, photography and theatre. I also love that his characters in his portraits all look like they have secrets. Seriously check out his blog and you’ll see what I mean…

Love Lady Smaggle

xxx

7 things to avoid doing while sick at home…

I’m sick. So sick that I can barely look at my computer without feeling like I’m going to vomit all over it. There will be no daily outfit shots because I’ve been wearing brown pyjamas and knee high wool socks for the past two days. But because I love you I must post - tis the curse of the addicted blogger. Here are a few things I have discovered that you should not do when sick…

1. Don’t watch four hours of Grey’s Anatomy in a row. Especially if you are a hypercondriac. I have myself convinced that I am suffering a by-lateral brain haemorrhage and severe muscle eclampsia caused by the fact that I have obviously been poisoned by my own shampoo.

2. Don’t repeat number 1.

3. Don’t eat soy ice cream when nauseous. It’s literally blended soy trying to imitate a dairy product and I’m beginning to wonder why I ever eat it. Oh and don’t put chocolate sauce on it either. It’s kind of like dipping kidney beans in sherbet.

4. Don’t wrap yourself in wool blankets while wearing three jumpers and drinking hot tea. It’s pretty uncomfortable when you start sweating out your fever.

5. Don’t paint your nails. The fumes will literally knock you unconscious.

6. Don’t do washing. When you suspect you have gastro, bending down and stretching up repeatedly is BAD!

7. Don’t pluck your eyebrows when your vision is less than ideal. It’s not attractive to bleed from the eyebrows.

Normal posting will resume as soon as I am able to read for longer than 30 seconds and when I can also sit down without falling asleep…

Love Lady Smaggle

xxx

 

Style Crisis - Naughty VS Nice

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In a fashion sense I don’t like to categorise myself. I like to think that I’m this big tree-hugging-hippy of the fashion world who believes that all trends are created equal and are worthy of attention. You know the girl I am talking about, the one that can swing from Balenciaga to Erin Featherston without blinking a Shu Umera glitter eyelash. The girl that will wear a leather jacket with an evening gown or stilettos with a men’s business shirt and thus I created this image of myself as the Mother Teresa of style. After donning my halo of fashion equality I went flicking through my daily outfit shots (disgustingly self indulgent I know but I do this from time to time) to praise the versatility of my fashion sense. I was about half way through the list when I realised something quite shocking. I’m soft. Really soft. Like floaty little dresses, lace ribbons, ballet flats and curls kind of soft. Exclusively soft. How terribly disappointing. Even when I am wearing all black with slices of red and aviator sunglasses I manage to ruin the streamlined style with some form of ruffle or frill. And I just can’t ditch the lace. I try and I try but my soul bleeds for it.

Sometimes I wish that I was tall and slim with a blunt fringe, skinny leg jeans and chunky wedges with chains and padlocks on them. However I have sampled this look and it just doesn’t work for me. I come out looking like a Cabbage Patch Doll of the underworld. It’s all the pesky dimples and rosy cheeks I have happening. Can’t I be gaunt and morose like a Russian model? Can’t I have a truck width gap between my thighs? Can’t I wear impossibly over-sized clothing without appearing like a human marshmallow? And why is it that when I do smoky eyes they just look dirty but they look so chic on the girls with razor sharp cheekbones who have boyfriends named Claude?

To be perfectly honest though, I don’t really mind being cute. I decided long ago that all women are either sexy or cute and are rarely both. I’m cute. I’ve resigned myself to the fact with my Pollyanna ringlets, chubby cheeks and my tendency to fall asleep in public I’m destined to be a ringleader for the Strawberry Shortcake brigade for the rest of my life. The manga-like sweetness has it’s pluses though. It’s likely I am going to look like I am twelve forever. People let their guard down because I look like a sugar coated bunny rabbit but really I’m a calculating bitch from hell. Oh and old people are always nice to me because I dress like a lady.

This leads me to the main point of this post. I’m clearly icing sugar on the outside right? Just a big old bucket of rainbows and sunshine. However if you read my blog regularly you’ll know I am a sassy lass who is sarcastic, rude and quite self indulgent. So I’ve been thinking that maybe we dress in opposition to our personalities to even it all out? You know what they say about women who dress like librarians. Absolute demons in the sack. And girls that show it all off can sometimes be quite shy behind closed doors? So I’m turning it over to you ladies! Do you agree? Are you a sweetheart who likes to wear leather? Or a nasty girl who has a penchant for twin sets and pearls? You can also mention your sexual prowess if you feel that it’s necessary…

Love Lady Smaggle

xxx

Smaggle Yourself This Weekend - Recap

So how did every-one’s Smaggling go this weekend? I haven’t actually looked over my list yet so lets go through it together. Click here to see the original list and then keep reading to see how well I completed it…

1. HAVE A BATH AND GIVE YOURSELF A MANICURE - Both were achieved and I did drink a cup of peppermint tea.

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2. TAKE YOURSELF ON A SOLO PICNIC - I didn’t have a solo picnic but I dragged Maggie Smaggle (our little Jack Russell) and Mama Smaggle on two walks which was lovely. We looked in the backyards of neighbours and were very smug at how well behaved our dog is in comparison to the ones that bark and carry on when you walk past.

3. BUY YOURSELF SOME FLOWERS AND PUT THEM BY YOUR BED - I went to the markets and got the lovely florist man to pick one of each colour of gerbera. It was so lovely waking up to them this morning!

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4. GO AND HAVE A CUP OF TEA WITH A FRIEND -I did this for Mr Smaggle not a girlfriend but I figure he is just as good - I tell him everything anyway. He just got back from New York so I made him some Banana Peanut wheat-free muffins and put them in a basket with some yummy nougat and had tea and chats with him all afternoon.

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5. GET ALL DRESSED UP AND GO SHOPPING - Completely forgot about this one. So… Did anyone else do this? Maybe we should strike it from list. Who can shop in heels anyway? This is how I deal with failure. Deny the existence of the task. You should try it. It’s really quite comforting.

6. GIVE YOURSELF A FACIAL - I totally did this one. I did a Strawberry and Cucumber Clarifying Cleanser mask followed by a Citrus Burst Moisture mask. The Citrus Burst was horrifying. It came in the form of a sheet of cloth that you kind of drape across your face Hannibal Lecter style. Not only did I look like I was about to eat your liver but it felt like there were a thousand bees stinging my face simultaneously while ants stamped on my eyelids with tiny spiky ant-sized soccer boots. I abandoned that mask after about thirty seconds. But the strawberry one was quite delightful…

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7. PICK SOME FRESH FLOWERS AND WEAR THEM IN YOUR HAIR - Done!

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8. GO ON A GOOD OLD FASHIONED MOVIE AND DINNER DATE - This was actually the first item that I ticked off my list. My lovely friend Kate and I went to see ‘St Trinian’s’ on Friday and it was lame but fabulous. We didn’t eat dinner though because we each ate an entire box of savoury biscuits during the movie and we were too full for real food afterwards.

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I also did a few other smaggly things that weren’t on the list but are worth a mention -

* I had a massage.

* I spent a stupid amount of money on a t-shirt that I love.

* I spent an entire months worth of phone credit on one phone call to my lovely friend in Melbourne. And it was worth every cent.

* I ate ice-cream with Peanut Brittle sprinkled on top.

* I wore long socks and read craft books.

Is everyone done with their smaggling? How did you do?

Love Lady Smaggle

xxx

Smaggle Yourself This Weekend!

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I have had one day off in the past twelve days and I have been up late most nights this week so I’m feeling a little run down today, but I have a three day weekend coming up so I’ve decided that it’s time to smaggle myself! Here’s a list of delicious things you can do this weekend to remind yourself that you love… yourself.

* Have a bath, wrap yourself in a warm bathrobe, put on a DVD and give yourself a manicure. I’m talking buffing, polishing, cuticle snipping, bottom coat and top coat. And drink some peppermint tea.

* Pack yourself a delicious lunch, buy your favourite magazine and have a solo picnic. Go for a walk outside (Shock! Horror!) and breathe in some fresh air.

* Buy yourself some flowers and put them near your bed.

* Go and have a cup of tea with a friend. I read in a magazine recently that women tend not to spend time with their friends unless they have a specific problem to talk to them about. What bollocks! Make some cupcakes, put them in a basket, slick on some lippy and trot over to your girlfriend’s house for a lovely afternoon tea.

* Get all dressed up in a pretty frock and heels, get yourself a massive ice cream cone and wander around the mall like Holly Golightly.

* Give yourself a facial. Buy those little mask sachets and intensive moisturisers and go nuts with facial beauty!

* Pick some fresh flowers and wear them in your hair.

* Go on a good old fashioned movie and dinner date with your loved one or gal pal.

Alright ladies - I challenge you to complete at least 3 things on the list this weekend. That’s right. And I expect a full report on your self indulgence on Monday. Print off the list and give it a go! I plan on doing ALL EIGHT OF THEM!!!

I’ll keep you posted!

Love Lady Smaggle

xxx

Autumn 2008 Wishlist Revised

Now that it’s starting to get majorly chilly here in the old Berra (Canberra for those of you who don’t know where I live) I thought it might be time to seriously get cracking on my Autumn 2008 Wishlist

* Over the knee or knee high socks - I got the Prada knock-offs from American Apparel which I love. They have heaps more colours in store now so I’m going to stock up. Part of me really wants the mustard ones…

* Tights in every colour - I’ve started on this already I have red and turquoise and an awesome pair of paisley ones. And if you read my earlier post you’ll be expecting to see some white ones soon too.

* Black boots - Work in progress. I am thinking of just buying my brown boots in black because I love them so much.

* A long string of ivory coloured beads - This is really hard because they are either really cheap and nasty or super expensive (but heartbreakingly beautiful) resin. Working on it…

* A rose garland necklace - Well I have to make this and my crafting motivation has been questionable lately. We’ll see how it goes.

* Vests - I got an awesome crocheted one and I’m still searching for more.

* A trench coat - This is also difficult because all of the trenchcoats this season are Stella McCartney rip-offs with poofy sleeves. Still working on it.

* Converse All Stars - I wanted these for when I go to Japan because I will be walking heaps but my sneaker freak friend told me that Converse offer no support and that I should go for Adidas or Nike. Any suggestions? I need non-ugly super comfortable really funky sneakers. Help me!!!

* A scarf/hood thingy (I think Diana Vreeland called them ’snoods’) -I’ve been looking and I still can’t find one!

I’m not going to add anything to the list because I just bought a new Macbook and I’m pretty broke. But I figure everything else was on the list before I bought the Mac so it doesn’t really count.

How are you guys going with your Autumn Wishlists? Much luck? Tell me what your hankering after this Autumn!

Love Lady Smaggle

xxx

How to Find Your Body Shape - And learn to rock it!

A wee little while ago I asked all my lovely readers to comment on what they would like to see more of on my blog. There were heaps of responses on all kinds of topics but the voices that screamed the loudest were the ones who needed advice on how to dress well for their shape. Unfortunately there is no way to answer this question for everyone. I have read so many body bibles and have walked away feeling even more confused than I was before. I have decided that all this ruler, pear and apple shaped crap is stupid. What annoys me is that every book and magazine that I read says that women who are ‘pear-shaped’ should wear halter tops and low cut t-shirts to show off their ‘best feature’ which by default should be their breasts. Not all pear shaped women have good breasts or shoulders. They may have killer abs or an Audrey slender neck. There are far too many variables within our makeup to be able to label people as a particular shape. It just doesn’t make any sense. Why do you think separates are so popular? Because a lot of people aren’t the same size all over! So let’s break it down shall we?

The best piece of advice I have ever read is from ‘Dress Like A Star’ by Annebelle van Tongeren. Annebelle recommends taking a photo of yourself dressed in fitted clothes, printing it out and then blacking out the photo and getting a clean look at your silhouette. Come on ladies we have all stood in the mirror and sucked our stomachs in and flattened our hips and thighs. The silhouette never lies.

Here is mine.

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This is the issue I have with all this ruler/apple/pear crap. Not once has anyone covered the classic Big Foot shape. The Big Foot has massive shoulders and arms, no waist and tiny ankles for chasing after humans and swimming around in the lake hunting for fish. An abnormally large head is also part of the package and because the Yeti-woman apparently has a lot of testosterone her breasts are tiny and are stuck on the rib cage of a football player. Her legs are pretty tops though and she is exceedingly proud of the gap between her thighs. Slim hips are also a blessing but when they are sandwiched between the shortest legs known to man and a comically long torso they kind of lose their appeal.

After you have blackened your silhouette Annebelle suggests drawing a line across your widest point. Once you have found that line DO NOT EVER PUT A HORIZONTAL LINE ACROSS IT. By that I mean if your breasts are your widest point drop that strapless dress immediately. If your hips are your widest point steer clear of hip hugging jeans and belts. I really like this concept because it’s formulaic and not opinion based. This method doesn’t give you the option of lying to yourself. The proof is in the pudding baby face.

Now the best thing to do with this information is to create vertical lines across your widest horizontal. For example pleats, gathering, scarves, layers, draping and bias cut can all create vertical lines to kill that widening horizontal that everyone has. My widest point is clearly my shoulders.

Here are some verticals that I have used in past outfit shots to kill my horizontal…

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Scarves create vertical lines across my widest point, drawing your attention towards the centre of my shoulders thus creating the illusion that I don’t play gridiron.

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Beading detail sloping downwards into a point draws attention away from my big arms towards my teeny tiny bosoms.

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Vests are fabulous for broad shouldered gals. They create two long verticals that travel down the body adding extra slimming power cutting through my Amazonian build.

But ladies, being the style addict that I am I have flat out ignored my figure on more than one occasion.

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Cap sleeves and a high neck. My only saving graces are the downward pointing triangle, the contrasting belt and the fact that this dress is adorable.

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High neck and a horizontal lace pattern right across my widest point. Look at me… ‘Hey, maybe if I put this big bow in my hair no one will notice my man shoulders!’.

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Don’t even start with me and this dress. Not only am I putting an incredibly strong horizontal right across my beefy chest but I am adding volume with ruffles.

Can everyone see the difference when I actually acknowledge my flaws and make the effort to hide them? This is not to say that I can’t wear horizontal lines across my widest area for the rest of my life. It just means that I have to accept the fact that I will look like a swimmer on steroids if I do.

Now ladies (and gents…) I challenge you to do the same! Take your photo, blacken your silhouette and tell me what your widest areas are. I will do some research and compile a list of flattering verticals for any horizontal you may have. Oh and do read Annebelle’s book. She is an Australian stylist and has stupid amounts of experience in television and she has a lot of very cool technical tips!

Love Lady Smaggle

xxx

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