I so need these!

Breast scarves, created by Nogi Sumiko for the Osaka Women's Performance Art Festival back in 2002.

Afterall, it's easier for chicks and makes happier blokes to let them just all hang out ;)

Lost in Translation:

Finally finally watched the movie, after a 5 month delay.

It made me happy, it made me sad. Moreover, it reminded me of so many little moments I collected in different countries over the past few months. I can totally relate to the sense of utter alienation / awe - I felt exactly the same when I was in Italy: out of place, wrong race, wrong gender, only minus jet lag.

Moments that parallel my memories:

- Charlotte trying to call her friend >> me trying to reach my family on my first day in Italy. I felt so lonely, so helpless I HAD to talk to someone. Only no one was there to listen.
- Bob and Charlotte's escape from the hotel >> Hermione and my mad impromptu getaway to Edinburgh
- Bob telling Charlotte about his first kid >> My dad telling me about his "magic knife" getting confiscated by customs. I miss my parents. Really. Even if I sound like I'm too lazy to have a conversation on the phone.
- Charlotte's awe at the temple >> my amazement on a visit to a remote Lucchese mountain enclave
- Bob's goodbye >> my hesitation / heartache at Schipol Airport, Amsterdam.

Virtual me?!

Freaky
So now you can build a virtual model of your likeness for online shopping. My original model looked just like me pear-shaped self, except for boobage abundance and the weird face. Photoshop, et voila! [via I'm a fish]
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Animals on the London Tube map: it's not just Elephant and Castle.

In the process of:

Revamping my school webpage..... much in the spirit of my boring, single V' Day long weekend.

Late for Work [MTV Asia video] - every salaryman's secret fantasy?
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Overdue second "hanging out" with Tall, Dark and Handsome... *~* *nervous*

>> Update: [15/02/04]

Said hanging-out did not take place. The prediction about the relationship front in the Chinese astrology books I've read are awefully accurate so far I'm afraid: "To have a relationship this year is like sailing against the current."

And you thought it's just a $85 flip flop:

The science behind the fad:

Who would have thought these Sigerson Morrison flip-flops, seen on everyone who's anyone last spring, were made with tip-top injection-molding technology used for Kartell furniture and materials for mountaineering shoes?

Perhaps it helps if you have a brother called Jasper Morrison, like Miranda Morrison, half of the shoe duo, does.
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From the Smap blokes who brought you that Ping-Pong mime:



More clips from the imitation contest [thx Mary]

I just discovered that Babelfish translates swearwords. A v. extensive vocab too! Oh the possibilities are endless.... ;p

[can u tell I'm really not concentrating on the finer points of French grammar... *cough cough*]

Photo Studio: portraits taken in photo salons across the world. [via Scarybear]

Did I ever tell you my dad and my uncles had their family portrait taken with 70's wavy shoulder-legth hair wearing identical suits? Very retro-groovy in a Beatles' way.

Scientific conclusion of the day:

Depressed, single girls should not be allowed into supermarkets without supervision around this time of the year. One can easily be a health hazard to herself, do major damage to the ice cream and chocolate stock levels and gain unsightly girth, hence leading herself down the self-abusive downward spiral.

Am not a fan of reggae, but damn! This is good:

Salvation, debut album of III Kings, (or is it 3 Kings? Three Kings?) hot local Boston flava flying off the shelves of Virgin Megastore. Their hip-hop + reggae + Caribbean + Spanish guitar sound is so fresh, so different, totally luscious. Gonna get my copy tomorrow if I get out of bed on time.

Just realised I'd qualify for a minor in Comparative Media Studies if I change one of my classes... from an OK-ish French culture class to a really interesting-sounding French Film Classics class. Yay! Fingers crossed I can still get in.

Hence an extra year of university education gives me:
1 major in Architecture
0.5 major in CMS
0.3 major in French
0.2 major in Urban Planning (sorry parents, I could never have been as ambitious / bossy as Robert Moses or Le Corbusier)

So that's sort of like a double major, right Dad? ;p

Things to be excited about:

>I entered my food label into a competition called Something You Want to Show Us.
I'm number 96.
I like all the entries a lot - it's so random / kewl / cutesy :)
>> I've just gotten a bunch of red pockets $.$
>>> My newly purchased 水仙's (paperwhite narcissus) are budding

Things to be sad about:

> All my plants bought in September died. No chocolate-smelling daisies in spring
>> Why can't I get over my ex? I seriously need a brainwashing session like the ones Ben Affleck had in Paycheck. Any tips on where to get one? Or maybe, better yet, I'll just bang my head into oblivion.

From my brother's blog today:

It was not until last night that I had learnt that an old English school and teammate of mine, Thomas Hurndall, had passed away; I am truely saddened and shaken upon hearing the news.

Tom was shot in the head by an Israeli telescopic M-16 while helping Palestinian Children to safety in the Gaza area. He was volunteering as a photo journalist for the International Solidarity Movement (ISM) at the time of his death.

[sic] "No one could say I wasn't seeing what needs to be seen now." - Thomas Hurndall, while in Gaza, Israel.

Tom passed away after spending nine months in a coma. I didn't know Tom Hurndall, but I'm at a total loss of words, out of awe and respect. This man's tragic death makes me question my purpose of existence.