Sorry this one is so late, the pace has really picked up
around here!
Monday, I committed to watching the film “Gigantic” after a
lovely dinner with the Noones. I’m trying to get as many films in during the
week as possible, an ambition that usually results in a staggering one or two.
That being said, I watched “Gigantic” on Brett’s recommendation and as a
continued commitment to the glorious Paul Dano.
Tuesday was such a lovely day. Sun was almost shining and I
had an hour break after work to sit in a coffee shop and drink nice green tea
and watch the sun go down. Afterwards, I met up with Hannah and we went to this
amazing exhibition. The artist was a friend of Hannah’s who used mattress
covers to create Renaissance era clothing pieces. Massive gowns, high collared
vests all created from the material covering your bedsprings! Not only did she
create and style the pieces, she painted huge canvases that rested behind the
gowns. Said canvases had celebrities like Keith Richards painted on them,
wearing her fashions. The celebrities varied in age and genre but were
amazingly human-like and even better, rocking her outfits. Such an impressive
exhibition and further, such an impressive artist!
Wednesday I took on the new challenge of boxing at the gym.
I’ll never go back to standard Wednesday cardio. What a workout! The
camaraderie in the class is also tangible, with everyone supporting each
other in all of the partner work and throughout the grueling circuits. Except
for the guy with small hands who always ended up being my partner. I was no
less excited about it than he was. He kept trying to work the circuits so that
he could partner with his strange girlfriend and essentially corrupted the
entire established system. Unfortunately, his frustration for the establishment (and/or his small hands) was taken out on both my hands and the punching bag I had to hold for him.
Thursday was Girl’s Night with Martha and Rach at Jackie’s
beautiful house. After an ambitious drive, we pulled up to Jackie’s home, the
front of the house composed of two story windows overlooking an impressively diverse and
abundant garden. When you first walk in, you’re immediately surrounded by an Eastern
ambiance, an ambiance created by the coy pond and various Buddha idols littered
throughout the garden. The house winds into a wooden kitchen, with warm walls
and darkly colored curtains that assured a rustic pizza-having experience. The
ambiance was perturbed only by the cat door through which the cat moved quite
violently, often causing us to fear some type of intruder. We made homemade
pizzas (Jackie providing us with homemade dough as a base!) with the most
beautiful toppings of salmon and feta and fresh vegetables. The dynamic was just so good, a tangible and female
connection was very present in our recounting embarrassing stories, high school
flames and travel loves.
Friday, I got to go into the music magazine office and kick
my weekend off in the best way. The moment I was sure that it is the best place
to work ever was when my writing manager came around with “the beer cart”, a
customary practice for 6pm on Fridays. I went to Shabbat at Brett’s house after
and we committed to a good ol’ Friday night movie with Steph and Kaz. We
watched Taken and I was forced to “keep my comments to myself” (I began to
suggest that there was a rampant case of overacting in the film) and worship
Liam Neeson alongside the men in the house.
Saturday, I went to the gym early in the morning with the
ambition of “starting my day off right”, though a case for staying in bed could
certainly be made. I also knew the afternoon held Grand Final parties. The
Grand Final is our Superbowl equivalent and the whole of Melbourne was rapt
with the afternoon of Australian football ahead. Ever the party-hosters, the
Noones threw a party to celebrate the football and the neck-in-neck competition.
Afterwards, I met up with Brett and Matty for a night at the exclusive ‘Liberty
Social’, where the hip go to pretend to dance poorly but not care because it is
ironic. We did just that and followed it up with late night chips and taxis. As
we waited in the taxi ranks, we befriended everyone around us, reaching out in
solidarity of being way too cold, slightly inebriated and too tired to still be
wearing heels.
Sunday, I met Ellie, Matty and Brett for brunch at a lovely
little place called “Spout”. It has become quite a routine for us and our
Sunday debriefs always provide tremendous laughs. I stayed with Ellie and went
to the fruit market (“the best in town” as assured by Els) then went on to
Maddie’s house to catch up and have tea. We combed through her latest Spring
fashions and committed to tutoring Australia’s youth in the variety of
languages we could offer, essentially monopolizing the tutoring market and fostering globalization one child at a time.
Afterwards, I cooked a big soup (that’s right guys, still freezing here) for
the new “college house”. The Noone parents left for the week so we’ve
officially established a bachelor/bachelorette pad intact with baked scones and
chicken noodle soup. Getting wild. Caught my third movie of the week (beating
the odds!) and watched “Blow” with Martha, Jack and his friend, Seb. Seb was
very moved by the film, the poor dear. His 17 year old mind was pretty upset by
the idea of a life so wrought with sadness. I advised him not to get into the
drug trade and also to not get a law degree.
Love you guys so much! Here are some great tunes!
Taken By Trees: Large
Perfume Genius: Take Me Home
The Concretes: You Can't Hurry Love
The Walkmen: Dance With Your Partner (yay!)
lots of love xx
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