Skirts

Nov. 13th, 2007 05:26 pm
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I suddenly got the urge to sew a skirt, does anyone want to join me? It is entirely the fault of The Sartorialist, and the fact that I have been wanting a skirt for a few, very short days.

Oh, and does anyone want to play "spot the Louboutins", with me? Can you find the Loubotins in this photo? (Also stolen from The Sartorialist.)

Skirts

Nov. 13th, 2007 05:26 pm
nirinia: (Default)
I suddenly got the urge to sew a skirt, does anyone want to join me? It is entirely the fault of The Sartorialist, and the fact that I have been wanting a skirt for a few, very short days.

Oh, and does anyone want to play "spot the Louboutins", with me? Can you find the Loubotins in this photo? (Also stolen from The Sartorialist.)
nirinia: (Default)
I sat behind the most wonderfully refined man on the buss today, he had such style. He was in his seventies, at the very least, wore an ascot, tweed suit, hair slicked back, dark glasses, and had an air (he even sparked me into using italics, for goodness' sake).

"Travels in the Scriptorium", by Paul Auster, was devoured today - the last 50 pages or so, that is - and it was peculiar, but impressive. I won't say much, for fear of spoiling potential readers, but it was intriguing, and a very light read. Particularly relieving between pages of "War and Peace", and trying to finish Murdoch's "The Sea, the Sea". He writes economically, and pointedly. Not a style I am usually ensnared by, except in the case of Hemmingway and the occasional other, but this was very well done.

I got the answer to my complaint on the written English exam, and the 5 still stands. It is not that I had expected a 6 - they very rarely give in to complaints like mine, there was never more than a rather faint hope -, but the, alleged, reasoning was a repetition of what Vigdis has been telling me these past two years: clarity of phrase and content. It went something like this: "Reflected and mature answers to both tasks. Due to imprecise phrasing occasionally, the entirety comes off as somewhat confusing. The grade should (crossed out) therefor be left standing." (Excuse the awkward phrasing, it was bad in the original Norwegian, and my translation is no better.)

If everything goes according to plan, I will return to London for the duration of a weekend in mid-January. London, or, us, rather, will never be the same again. I can't wait!
nirinia: (Default)
I sat behind the most wonderfully refined man on the buss today, he had such style. He was in his seventies, at the very least, wore an ascot, tweed suit, hair slicked back, dark glasses, and had an air (he even sparked me into using italics, for goodness' sake).

"Travels in the Scriptorium", by Paul Auster, was devoured today - the last 50 pages or so, that is - and it was peculiar, but impressive. I won't say much, for fear of spoiling potential readers, but it was intriguing, and a very light read. Particularly relieving between pages of "War and Peace", and trying to finish Murdoch's "The Sea, the Sea". He writes economically, and pointedly. Not a style I am usually ensnared by, except in the case of Hemmingway and the occasional other, but this was very well done.

I got the answer to my complaint on the written English exam, and the 5 still stands. It is not that I had expected a 6 - they very rarely give in to complaints like mine, there was never more than a rather faint hope -, but the, alleged, reasoning was a repetition of what Vigdis has been telling me these past two years: clarity of phrase and content. It went something like this: "Reflected and mature answers to both tasks. Due to imprecise phrasing occasionally, the entirety comes off as somewhat confusing. The grade should (crossed out) therefor be left standing." (Excuse the awkward phrasing, it was bad in the original Norwegian, and my translation is no better.)

If everything goes according to plan, I will return to London for the duration of a weekend in mid-January. London, or, us, rather, will never be the same again. I can't wait!
nirinia: (Default)
I'm approaching flabbergasted, again. It seems elbow-length gloves are in. Feminine, sophisticated, dark colours, gray, high heels, pale skin, red lips, dark eyes are all in. Lace-up boots are in, and slim, beautiful coats. What on earth is going on? Did I, perhaps, fail to mention that the bob is conquering Norway? (Some 4 centimetres now, and I am part of the movement at last.)

My plan of finding some beautiful leather belts to cinch my waist with are now completely out of the question, I will look like I am trying to be fashionable. I will, however, I still think, wrap myself up in over-sized knitwear over jeans and heels. And I will under no circumstances lay off my coats. Particularly not the one with the three quarter length arms.

On the other hand, what I like turning high fashion is always positive in the sense that I can get the garments I want and that suit me. (How I want a Burberry coat. I need a well-payed job.) And I think I might have to clean my room up a bit later, and do something about the chaos my make-up has fallen into. Whatever is the point of having expensive make-up in pretty packages if not displaying it?
nirinia: (Default)
I'm approaching flabbergasted, again. It seems elbow-length gloves are in. Feminine, sophisticated, dark colours, gray, high heels, pale skin, red lips, dark eyes are all in. Lace-up boots are in, and slim, beautiful coats. What on earth is going on? Did I, perhaps, fail to mention that the bob is conquering Norway? (Some 4 centimetres now, and I am part of the movement at last.)

My plan of finding some beautiful leather belts to cinch my waist with are now completely out of the question, I will look like I am trying to be fashionable. I will, however, I still think, wrap myself up in over-sized knitwear over jeans and heels. And I will under no circumstances lay off my coats. Particularly not the one with the three quarter length arms.

On the other hand, what I like turning high fashion is always positive in the sense that I can get the garments I want and that suit me. (How I want a Burberry coat. I need a well-payed job.) And I think I might have to clean my room up a bit later, and do something about the chaos my make-up has fallen into. Whatever is the point of having expensive make-up in pretty packages if not displaying it?

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