University is over, and this so called Summer is supposed to be setting in. I have to say, Summer wise I have it pretty cooshty at the moment. Far from lying around my flat watching boxsets and cute videos of seals all day (which let’s be face it, is rather wonderful) I’ve somehow managed to find a way to pretty much constantly be busy. I have a job that pays me money (come in and have me make you a cocktail, I promise I am not terrible) and am still with the GFF looking at the fashion strand. A lot of the time has been spent doing research in to films and possible events and generally it’s pretty exciting. Been looking in to possible people to work with, possible events and possible films…lots of possibles. But then there is the whole “Will I be here next year? Will these people want to be involved? Do these films even exist any more? What do people want to see?” Most of all it’s been about taking last year, making it bigger, better and a lot more focused. There are a few things I would like to develop before meeting with the sponsors of the strand, so I’ve got myself all sorts of crazy excited about that. I’ve also realised I really need to read up on film festivals. My knowledge of up coming fashion films is abysmal. SHAME ON ME.
I am however really looking forward to going on holiday for a week. A week away from the internet. I’d bought Tina Fey’s book Bossypants for the plane…..however I am nearly finished it (brilliant by the way) so got a few more books coming from amazon. Until then I’m going to work through some of the books I’ve started and never finished (Do androids dream of electric sheep springs to mind…I am a terrible person.)
That said….other than my “Summer of Self Improvement” (I’m going to start yoga and start a quilt*) I’m doing pretty peachy keen. And when things are peachy keen I want to look at pretty things. Like a girl. Things without studs and spikes and leather (though these things are pretty too.)
When I came across Michal Nergin‘s site every tooth in my mouth near enough fell out, my heart exploded and a thousand kittens bumped heads. It was all pretty precious. The website is very cutesy and kitsch – and while more often than naught I do prefer a more minimal clean cut design – cherubs, hot air balloons and sparkles will also win me over. I was pretty much brought over to the site after seeing some gorgeous pictures of the jewellery over at trendhunter shot by Guli Cohen.
The photos were dreamlike and I loved the dramatic Romanticism of the jewellery. Looking at pictures of Gloria Swanson has had me yearn for a bit more glamour and sense of costume – which may also be due to the fact I’m living in striped tshirts and jeans – but I’d like to think I’ve always had a thing for the fanciful. Negrin has a fondness for vintage and the bygone eras, and it’s reflected in the jewellery. Nothing can really be called modern, but it’s sweet and it’s the sort of piece that is unusual enough to feel special, but doesn’t feel too trend led that it wouldn’t last for a while. I suppose the best way I could put it is that it feels like something you could wear when you fancy being a bit edgy, but can also be dressed down for lunch with your nan. This is not a terrible thing. I need more “gran appropriate” outfits.
While Negrin’s products aren’t cheap (that said everything is in dollars and I am rubbish) the site is currently running a Buy 3 get 1 free offer which isn’t too shabby at all if you have pennies to burn. There are bits and pieces I’m quite fond of…almost anything that is gold plated, and also a very cutesy business card box.
Anyway…sorry for the wordy post, I feel that I am sufficiently deluded to beleive that a few of you may be interested in what I get up to…or maybe I assume you’re all creepy voyeuristic hermits like myself. I’ve got a backlog of things to talk about (more art, reviews of Shu products and the like) so hopefully you won’t have to deal with me waxing lyrical about uni,work or Tina Fey for much longer.
*This is a joke from 30 Rock, I am clearly not Liz Lemon, or indeed Tina Fey – no matter how much I wish it to be so