MAD Fashion Showcase – 2016

Greetings friends, fiends, furs and foes!

This Saturday, the second of April, is the Melbourne Alternative Designers Fashion Showcase. If you’re in town and that sounds like your type of jam then maybe stop by, check it out, support some talented local artists and designers?

There are going to be runway shows, performances and a market place, it’s looking set to be a solid evening for all involved!

Plus I’m going to be there, modelling stunning garments for the delightful Von Chibi Designs and maybe even some of Cherry Pie Millinery‘s gorgeous head ware.

Please be aware that this is an 18+ event which will be held at the St. Kilda Town Hall, where the doors will be open from around 6:30pm.

Hope to catch some familiar faces there!

Nothing you’d miss, but it means the world to me.

So there was a big Windows update the computer bullied me into installing recently, you know the one, the one that said “all your files are exactly where you left them” when it was done, because that definitely isn’t the sort of thing somebody who just fucked around with all your files would say.

Sure they are.
Not that I’m calling Windows a liar or anything.

So of course, using a laptop, the track-pad was switched back on and the drivers had to be reinstalled to turn the damn thing off again. Why? Every single time.

Then it became apparent that my preferred office software was not compatible with the update and also needed to be updated. Don’t even get me started on the Cintiq’s reaction to all this!

So, sure Windows, my files were exactly where I left them, it’s just that 80% of them didn’t damn well work any more.

But we’re back in order now so, grumbling over operating systems aside:

Happy 2016!

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Even if we can’t find heaven, I’ll walk through hell with you.

Halloween came and went. There wasn’t much of a celebration on my end, didn’t even make the annual Melbourne Zombie Shuffle (opting instead to check out a local festival), the only notable task being an optometrist appointment, which wasn’t so much “spooky” as it was “six months overdue”.

Guess who needs two pairs of glasses because they said no to bifocals?

Probably gonna be legally blind in one eye by the time I'm 30.
This guy. This guy right here.

Apparently my good eye is no longer compensating for the bad one where distance is concerned.
Actually I take back what I said about it not being spooky, my lack of depth perception is downright terrifying.

Aside from the new spectacles, October found me embarking on an “inktober” drawing challenge, where one picture was drawn each day of the month- much to the delight of my RSI. It could’ve ended disastrously, considering the last “30 day” drawing challenge I took lasted 15 months, but keeping it simple with ink-based traditional mediums and enforcing an A4 size limit, somehow the full 31 days were successfully achieved!

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You’ll have to watch me struggle from several rooms away.

It was my birthday a few weeks back, has it been long enough that nobody expects me to organise anything? Yes? Good.

If anybody asks: I’m still 14.

Heck, after the amount of Yu-Gi-Oh I’ve been watching recently I’ve got to say, actual 14 year old me would be super proud of the fact that I generally dress like I’m on my way to duel Seto Kaiba.

Just as soon as my henchmen kidnap Mokuba.
While I’m willing to admit that the whole belt-phase and some of the sillier things my hair has experienced over the years were not uninspired by Kazuki Takahashi’s character designs; it’s been 10 years since I last watched this nonsense-
My eyeliner has a lot of explaining to do.
Or maybe I just shouldn’t keep that huge Yami Yugi poster in the same room as my make-up…?

It’s all in the impractically tight pants, friends. It’s all in the pants. Commit to the tight pants.
Sitting down is no longer an option.

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Holy shit this is so off-topic, I'm sorry.
Why yes, my body is ready for The Dark Side of Dimensions, how could you tell?

But unfortunately the nuanced complexities of the affectionate interdependence fostered between the Kaiba brothers is not the point of today’s entry. As fascinating as their relationship* is.

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Think back and talk to me, did I grow up according to plan?

Been a while, eh? My bad.

At the beginning of the year I began taking sertraline to treat ongoing anxiety problems (based on the results of the treatment thus far, it seems likely I’d been dealing with some degree of undiagnosed depression on top of that). Point is; I haven’t had this much energy since the late 90’s so sitting at a desk is no longer as straight forward as it had been previously.
This isn’t to say I’ve suddenly become an outdoor cat (much less a functional human being), just a marginally more productive indoor cat.

But the cat metaphor only works so far and my intentions for this entry had little to do with psychological health and entirely more to do with minor celebrations.

Then again, perhaps the two are not entirely unrelated?

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No sympathy for one another and nowhere left to go.

In less than one week I can go from disgraced-junkie-surgeon to faun prince…

Rothschild VS. Mei
Not that I can’t go from Karkat Vantas to Dave Strider in a matter of hours, but my only social interactions on that particular day involved cats and being alone with the webcam.

It’s that exploration of identity through costume yet again. Plus it’s going to be year of the goat soon so let’s keep thinking those Capra thoughts.

Too bad there’s no “year of the medical malpractice” eh?

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Spider webs of steel and stone subdivide our given home.

Every few months I make a point to go through the closet and sort through all of my clothing. As somebody with limited space, little self-control, a constant stream of costumes, and a penchant for opp-shops- it is a necessity, lest I drown myself in garments.

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