The current clothing range on the market doesn't quite meet my requirements at the moment, i.e.: reveal my tatt, so I'd thought I'd make something! The following is a $13.00 top that I had bought. I like the colour - it is 2 sizes too big for me deeming it perfect to muck around with and create something unique.



Taking out my Andy Warhol Idea Book (basically a fancy sketch book for you to draw in with the Andy Warhol theme to keep you inspired) that I bought in New York, I drew up the plan.





Originally I wanted to write the words "I'm Famous in New York" (just for fun) but I changed it in the end. In the mean time, there's some cutting up that needs to be done. I drew up a bit of a template and cut it out, then tying the two loose ends together.





Satisfied with the cut-out, I cut the front into a v-neck, sewed a red button on my sleeve and painted the back of it. Paint: A half-half mix of textile medium and ordinary acrylic paint. Ironing it sets the paint in (cured by the heat) and will never ever wash off.



The end result:


I bought this red button at Lincraft. It looked cool but I had no idea where to put it. It looked vibrant against this blue and so I chucked it on the sleeve. I believe it is quite cute.

Cutting up the front into a v-neck just made it look so much sexier.


The back.


Inspired, I'm currently working on another piece. It's currently in the process of drying. A little more complex, that one - and so it will take me much longer to compelte.

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I was sleeping. And then I couldn't sleep. And then I came up with an idea that I will dye my hair yellow. Isn't it wonderful, the ideas that you get when you're half asleep? So the next day I went to Priceline and bought myself yellow fudge hair colour. Bleached a big portion of my fringe and yellowed it up. Result is as follows:







I would like to add that I wanted to have whacky colour hair again but I didn't want to go all purple or pink because it's just so common these days (and once you've had the colour, sometimes you get over that colour) and I mean, how many people dye their hair bright yellow? Besides, I think the contrast with my natural black hair works well.

I'm already thinking of other colours to dye this bleached area after I'm sick of yellow. On my list: Baby blue, lime green, bright zesty orange, turqoise. I'm going to buy a bunch of Fudges and mix them. Or something.

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So I was painting my nails and decided that it was way too boring for my liking.



Yeah, no I didn't think so either.
So I found some yellow nailpolish which may possibly look good with the orange sherberty colour.



It does even more with a Tiffany blue background :P
I used the end of a paintbrush to make the dots and then did an overcoat with sheer gold. And voila!! Lichtenstein nails!

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... have an awareness and interest in issues apart from their own. People who understand that what is happening in the world today will directly or in some way affect their lives some time in the future, if not now. And lastly, people who live by the fact that what you take from society, you should also give back. Nothing is permanent but the world you're living in surely will last a lot longer than you will.

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I have uploaded the majority of the photos from my 21st and thus you may most likely find yourself there.

... @ http://georgina21.fotopic.net.

Password: georginalee

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Sure there are many reasons why we can't control rising petrol prices. But it's rising not only because of what's happening in the world today but because THEY KNOW we can't live without it. We'd STILL be buying petrol if it was $1.60 per litre. I got this in my inbox today. I'm not sure how well it will work but there's no harm trying.

>>IT HAS BEEN CALCULATED THAT IF EVERYONE IN AUSTRALIA
>>DID NOT PURCHASE A DROP OF PETROL FOR ONE DAY AND ALL AT
>>THE SAME TIME, THE OIL COMPANIES WOULD CHOKE ON THEIR
>>STOCKPILES.
>>
>>AT THE SAME TIME IT WOULD HIT THE ENTIRE INDUSTRY WITH A NET
>>LOSS OVER 4.6 BILLION DOLLARS WHICH AFFECTS THE BOTTOM LINES OF THE
>>OIL COMPANIES.
>>
>>THEREFORE THURSDAY SEPTEMBER 22nd HAS BEEN FORMALLY DECLARED "STICK
>>IT UP THEIR BEHIND " DAY AND THE PEOPLE OF THIS NATION SHOULD NOT
>>BUY A SINGLE DROP OF PETROL THAT DAY.
>>
>>THE ONLY WAY THIS CAN BE DONE IS IF YOU FORWARD THIS E-MAIL
>>TO AS MANY PEOPLE AS YOU CAN AND AS QUICKLY AS YOU CAN TO GET THE WORD
>>OUT.
>>
>>WAITING ON THE GOVERNMENT TO STEP IN AND CONTROL THE PRICES
>>IS NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. WHAT HAPPENED TO THE REDUCTION AND CONTROL
>>IN PRICES THAT THE ARAB NATIONS PROMISED TWO WEEKS AGO?
>>
>>REMEMBER ONE THING, NOT ONLY IS THE PRICE OF PETROL GOING
>>UP BUT AT THE SAME TIME AIRLINES ARE FORCED TO RAISE THEIR PRICES,
>>TRUCKING COMPANIES ARE FORCED TO RAISE THEIR PRICES WHICH EFFECTS
>>PRICES ON EVERYTHING THAT IS SHIPPED. THINGS LIKE FOOD, CLOTHING,
>>BUILDING SUPPLIES MEDICAL SUPPLIES ETC. WHO PAYS IN THE END? WE
>>DO!
>>
>>WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE. IF THEY DON'T GET THE MESSAGE
>>AFTER ONE DAY, WE WILL DO IT AGAIN AND AGAIN.
>>
>>SO DO YOUR PART AND SPREAD THE WORD. FORWARD THIS TO
>>EVERYONE YOU KNOW. MARK YOUR CALENDARS AND MAKE SEPTEMBER 22nd A DAY
>>THAT THE CITIZENS OF AUSTRALIA SAY "ENOUGH IS ENOUGH"

So I'm stuck at uni again. I was doing some design work (totally sucks) and I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing - I think that it'll just take me some 5 mins so I'll do it tonight. Got work later tonight. I might go to Chaddy early and get a whopper from Hungry Jacks :D Mmmm... I can't stay away from those evil things.

I was planning on going to Chadstone early ANYWAY because I have a few Myer vouchers for my birthday but of course I left them at home this morning. I will go a bit early to see what I can get tho. I don't really know what.

In other news and in tune with my title of this post is that today I saw this freak. To me, there are two kinds of freaks. Those that are actually cool - they know what they are doing and their freakish outfits are somewhat stylish and if not, they know that they are. I like those kind of freaks. Then there are those who have no idea what they are doing and actually think they are making some kind of statement by looking so absolutely retarded.

Such as the one I saw today.

Going up the escalators of the Menzies building I saw this person come out of the elevator wearing this 2m diameter puffy skirt that is like all rainbow (but the colours all mixed and so you get this almost poo-brown effect). There's all this junk bits of paper stuck all over this puffy fairy-like skirt. Striped knee highs. Her face is all painted green and wearing some outlandish blue and silver glasses (who does she think she is... Dame Edna beaten with an extra ugly stick?) which covered most of her face. I was thinking "o.m.g" - she must be here to make some kind of statement but what kind of statement wears that?!

Let me digress for a minute. There are some things out there that make a statement with no statement at all - i.e.: the Obey Giant. But that looks COOL. It's serving some kind of artistic purpose and social commentary by representing nothing. But I couldn't figure out freak girl's.

So I go to class wondering why people would humiliate themselves like that and whether she really DOES have some kind of reason.

After class I walk towards Campus Centre from the Menzies building and see freak girl playing (or atleast trying to) hacky-sack with two other non-freakily dressed people. Then she turns around and I see this huge piece of paper stuck on her back (Aha! Her purpose!) and do you know what it said?!?

"Make Poverty History Festival - Upstairs in Campus Centre"

I almost DIED of embarassment. Is it just me or is it that what she is wearing serves no positive contribution to the Make Poverty History campaign? Because:
1) I can't see any social commentary from her outfit
2) Normal people will now think the MPH campaign is a collective of crazy people
3) Who wants to go near something like that? Or be involved with something like that?!

What I'm getting is that I'm so sick of people dressing up like some kind of post-mardi-gras trip gone terribly wrong and representing something that is good and something that you want EVERYONE to be involved with. Do you think that you are cool and that you look so WEIRD that people will think "Wow, they must be on to something"? Sure you draw attention - people will look at you and that's about it. Not only are you scaring away people, you're just making the gap bigger between these so-called 'greenies' and common society. The MPH campaign is out here to target that common society - and that EVERYONE can be involved to make poverty history.

Promoting something that is good and charitable is one thing. But making people want to be involved in something that they don't think is embarassing is another.

The MPH has suffered a major damaging effect today and so I plead that you still be involved in MPH and ignore these silly and frilly things. I think there are a lot more sane people in this collective than those.

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Overall verdict, I think that the night was rather successful. Personally, I had a great time and the speeches were so so brilliant - I couldn't ask for anything better. The night blitzed for me as I was constantly running around (my music stuffed up and so I freaked out and spent a while getting it running again - dramas!) making sure everything was running smoothly. It's a shame that I couldn't spend more time with everyone - I was running from group to group and even still, I don't think it was enough.


Me and my family at home before going to the venue.

So of course, organising the party was in itself a HUGE task. Knowing me, I had to supervise and have the final say about everything from the music to the lights and down to the very last table scatter. But I shall not get into the nitty gritty details here as it's a huge bore.

I got there at around 12 midday to put up the lights. Here's me with my disco ball ;)


Shiny Disco Balls!

It didn't take as long as I thought - pretty easy!! Setting up the projector took me ages tho - trying to find the perfect angle and position. Then I laid out every single table scatter. That was rather fun. Then when I was satisfied, we went home and relaxed til it was time to get ready.


The room before the balloons were there.

Auntie Sylvia and Robyn came over at around 5 to do my hair for me and as soon as I knew it, it was time to get going to the venue!!


Check out my face.

Got to the venue and did the last minute setting up. I was like totally nervous - as you do when you want the night to run perfectly. People started to trickle in and so I was kept busy by welcoming guests and getting them drinks. So it was mingle mingle and chat chat chat. I think about 70 people were there during the time when most people were there. Some people who RSVPed saying that they will come didn't turn up which was very annoying and tactless.

Halfway during this first hour, my iRiver decided to die (run out of batt) and I didn't have my charger with me. I thought that as long as its connected to the computer it is fine - but apparently not. Panic panic, luckily I had a backup playlist on my iBook so I disconnected the projector and hooked the laptop to the sound system and go dad to drive home and pick up the power cord. Phew!

My disco/mirrorball seemed to be doing its job - it lit up the room like as though we were floating around in Champagne!!




Isn't it pretty! I should have gotten more pics of the room - unfortunately my busy-ness didn't let it cross my mind.

Come 8.45pm and we had the first speech session. First up was Andrew Marshall - my best buddy from Uni. It wasn't as embarassing as I had predicted. I was kinda anticipating all this crap about screaming when playing sport and teasing me of being an 'engineering dyke'. It was rather mild compared to others ;) It was a great speech and summed up our uni life together very well.


Andrew speaking.

Next was Robyn - who spoke of our USA trip as well as getting some videos made by Andy & Iana from Chicago and King Tommy in New York!! Was very very cool and she spoke of my habit of sticking my hand down my pyjama pants and scratching my butt cheek *how embarassing*.


Robyn.

Next up was Dennison (or should I say 'Den Den') who made a very lovely speech about growing up together and staying as good as friends as we are now. Nothing embarassing at all - just very touching and teary eyed stuff! *sniff sniff* Thank you thank you...



Thanks to Mr. Cool, Phiroze Dalal, for being there, I have these photos of my speech givers. Unfortunately Mr. Cool, Phiroze Dalal, had to leave shortly after my first speech session, none of this was to follow :( WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY PHOTOGRAPHER?! .. *sigh*. Things that happen when Georgie doesn't have the camera.


Me and Mr. Cool, Phiroze Dalal - the coolest person on Earth.

Moving on, after Den's speech it was more mingle mingle and a bit of that dancefloor groovin.


Desmond and Amy doing some moves.

Come 10pm, it was time for my 2nd speech session. First up was Dad... who made a very nice speech - both funny and very uncorny. I hate corny speeches - so tongue in cheek and makes you want to cringe in disgust. I'm so glad no one at my party made any corny speeches!!!

Then it was Adri who, unfortunately, embarassed the crap out of me. I don't think I've ever been so embarassed in my life! She photocopied something really really really really sad that I wrote back in Year 12 and DISTRIBUTED them!! Horrified, I nearly died. But all was good in the end, I suppose - who can help a narrow minded Year 12 student who didn't know any better? ;) But yeah, even tho it was embarassing - the speech was fantastic and I guess 'required' and 'expected' for a 21st. I haven't had an embarassing speech yet so she hit the spot :P

Following Adri was Sarah. She made the coolest presentation/speech thing. And so so funny. Using the layout of Frank Sinatra's "It Was A Very Good Year" song, Sarah made some cool poetry in myself in context. I.e: "When George was 14" and so on and so forth. My personal favorite is "Engineering boys thought she was hot, but George thought not" - or something liek that anyway. It was funny cos I had a lot of my engineering boys there too :P But they won't mind I'm sure...

My engineering boys....


And their girlfriends.

Following Sarah it was Justin - my my big-sized little brother. He made a really touching speech in a very entertaining way. He was my MC for the night too and he did a brilliant job. I couldn't have had a better MC in my honest opinion.


Me and Justin. So so big and grown up and mature for his age. He does me proud.

Following Justin, it was my turn. I don't know how my speech went so you have to ask the audience :P I think I did okay.



Then it was cake time! There was some time to fill while the 21 candles were being lit and so my brother used the opportunity to embarass me even further. I had to take the microphone off him otherwise I would lose all my friends. I sweeaarrr...


Me blowing the cake. I was so self conscious about falling out of my dress as I was in such a bad state - everything was falling off (ie: tape to keep my boobs from falling out)

After cake - which was this exquisite strawberry cheesecake - mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm - it was onto dancing and wrapping up the night. I hate it when its after the particulars of 'cake time' because some people start leaving! Grrr... stay and dance! But many had work the following day (ie: My A|X buddies) and so I understand totally. I just wished the night could have lasted longer!

Here are a few random pics that are my favourite:
(some taken by Sarah, the great)












Alas, as I said, the night didn't quite last long as it should! And I didn't drink enough either ;) But I had a good night and I'm so glad that I had it. I was actually considering of not having a 21st party at all... unbelievable huh? I had a feeling I'd regret if I didn't. 21 is simply a number. You only turn 21 once but then again, you only turn 22 once as well. The 21 coming-of-age is simply, in my mind, a great excuse to celebrate - throw a one off huge party - with all the people that are important in your life. It's to celebrate the how friends and family have impacted the life of the birthday individual and vice versa. And for all those reasons, I'm glad I did it! And thanks to Mum & Dad who made it happen in the first place ;)

Thank you everyone who came (in particular my interstate buddies, Amy, Jess and Julian) - I had a blast and I hope you did too. Please re-visit for an installment on the birthday presents that I got! ;)

xoxox

PS: What is with the age 23? Is it a time when people suddenly become mature? Eli came up to me and said "You are a 21 year old with the sophistication of a 23 year old", and I had 3 birthday cards that said something like "You are 21 but you act as though you're 23" - someone fill me in!!