12.8.10

inceptor

If you haven't seen it yet, it will most probably change any opinions you have about the relevance of dreams in our lives. I saw it the day it was released, and I had read no reviews as yet, to cloud my opinion of it - and it was BRILLIANT! No movie rivals it's stellar combination: tactile plot, dynamic and amazingly good-looking cast and an ending that just grips you and nags your every afterthought. I cannot wait until it comes out on dvd so i can own such a stunning thing.

Again, i must emphasise that this cast...it's sex on legs - if sex could walk. Firstly you have Joseph Gordon-Levitt who is world-renowned for his role in 10 Things I Hate About You (pre-Heath Ledger passing -Ii love you Heath) and then lesser known for other films and then there was 500 Days of Summer, gorgeous film. Then Ellen Page or Juno or the girl who pops up in US Nylon Mag and THEN Vogue in a Marni dress less than a year later! how did she do that?! Because she's talented. She has that kind of way to her that makes you believe that every little thing she acts out is true, and that you too can act like she can. Not true but i love her for thinking we could. and then there's my husband Leonardo Di'Caprio. his performance is so acute and lasting that you want to jump into his world and hug him and tell him everything will be okay: that the world will not blow up/we will survive and live a happy life together.
what?
There's Cillian Murphy who gives a performance of a career. And then Tom Hardy - give me a moment. Tom Hardy is a beautiful specimen.
You then have the really delightful Marion Cotillard who has very quickly become a favourite of mine due to movies such as Nine and La Vie En Rose - her talent is so spectacular, it take one viewing of one movie to love her, and want the very most for her career. A true Parisian role-model in the film industry for women of any age.
The movie itself leads you to think about what is real or imagined, what is attainable and what is too far to reach, and what the human mind is capable of. There are so many ways to interpret this movie, and the themes of 'layers' in your dreams is so intriguing that I spent half the movie ciphering theories and scenarios of the layers - a feat which really should have occured afterwards.

But I love that - it sparked something in me.

What did it spark in you?

it's go time

today it all begins. we live and then we write about it. in this case i live and don't write about it for yonks, well no more. this is an invention test, masterchef style. not really i just love that show. have you ever seen julie & julia?! see it.
basically what i'm getting at is that my long-term partner in crime Valentina and I will reinvent this blog to wow you little dazzlers and punch you in the face with our observations on life. photos / videos / poems / interpretive dance - the forms of expression are endless. one thing that will be consistent is our sheer passion and commitment to whatever it is we're bringing you. we're starting small but aiming high and we welcome any and every little contribution you may have. we hope you can relate & enjoy!
much love, G and V xx

27.5.10

McQueen honoured

Five months following the shock death of fashion's modest great, Alexander McQueen, very fittingly the CFDA (Council of Fashion Designers of America) has graced his honour with their Board of Directors' Special Tribute Award.

Endearingly, they have enlisted a deserving friend, the one and only Sarah-Jessica Parker to present the award at this year's event on June 7 at the Lincoln Center's Alice Tully Hall in New York. Her profound appreciation for McQueen was on most people's lips back in February: "He was talented well beyond his years and the seriousness and unrivalled talent which he applied to his work is in bountiful display year after year and collection after collection," she said. "Every single inspired, original, lofty, whimsical, stunning, brilliant and jaw-dropping detail was Alexander McQueen."

take all your saved pennies up to the counter

6.1.10

note to self

notes to yourself are investments of the best kind. they pep you up when you need the extra YOU CAN DO IT slapped in the face like a wet fish. no drug influence of any kind, and no fish necessary.
not only do people around the world write things to themselves but they actually follow them through!! who would have thought. oh, you did? i didn't. i have a diary and an iphone and guess which one gets used even more than the over will ever be?
i just love stationery stores, so this shouldn't be a problem at all. its like walking into a shoe store - they're pretty and expensive and the lighting is extra good, the merchandise inspires quality writing - so what's left to hate about them!

i like it when i have exclamation points in my notes to self, it re-iterates my point. i don't like it when i write in some sort of code so that nobody can ever understand what i was ever trying to say, if they (somehow) stumble across my note to self. uggh, it's a note to self, i think it'll be immune to others reading it all by itself without the help of pig latin.
anyway, this is a note i found which was written a good five years ago while cleaning my room, aka death trap with shoes. it's comforting to know i took a moment to record my goals, however small they were. take note of the sheer wisdom.

Think before you react.
Practise Concious Communication.
Live your life more in public - share it!
Take all bad as challenges.
Create for yourself what you feel is missing.
Smile like you mean it.
Relate to people as if they're your best friend!
Dare to show enthusiasm!

pain

it's never your fault.
just something we all wish you weren't.
it's almost like telling a fish to breathe out of water, because no expectations means no
let-downs.
it's taken a while to build up, a moment to die down,
but when i see you again, it'll be like nothing has changed.
at least i hope it will.

if youth and determination were all that mattered, it still wouldn't fit right.
like a limb torn off, and sewn back together with fishing wire.
fake, plastic.


alterior motives don't show when you're not looking for them,
and i was blinded, so blinded.
it's funny how we do that.
and never let it show,
just like we want the pain.

take it away though, and it's all the more painful.