Ruby

"i get a feeling when i look at you 
wherever you go now, i wanna be there too 
they say we're crazy, but i just don't care 
and if they keep on talking, still they'll get nowhere 
so i don't mind if they don't understand 
when i look at you and you hold my hand 
cause they don't know about us, they've never heard of love "
-Ben Gibbard, They Don't Know about Us

Dearest ruby ring.
I know you are not a real ruby, but you still make me feel like a 1930s house wive/ secret table dancer.
You are real enough for me to use more extravagant hand gestures when I wear you, so that the person whom I am conversing with, has no choice but to marvel at your beauty.
You also look really hot on this black fireplace.
A real ruby version of you will look even hotter as an engagement ring.
Love from Celeste

Me Myself and I

Why don't you sit right down and stay awhile? 
We like the same things and I like your style 
Its not a secret; why do you keep it? 
I'm just sitting on the shelf 

I got to get your presence 
Let's make it known 

I think you're just so pleasant 
I would like you for my own 

-Why do you let me stay here, She+Him

Last night I took myself on date.

I dressed myself up, put on my lipstick, had a romantic dinner, got myself tipsy, and took myself back to my hotel room for a Jacuzzi.

I travel a lot on my own for work and this was the first time I felt comfortable going to a restaurant by myself for dinner.

 I didn't care that people were looking at me with sympathy like I had been stood up for a blind date, and I also happily ignored the group of 12 business men who kept sending beer to my table even though the restaurant was an 'all you can eat and drink' teppanyaki bar....nice gesture....jerks. 

I had an amazing time.

I even sneakily brought myself a gift (or a few)....

May I introduce you to my new Prada purse and Lucky heels.

"Prada?! " I hear you cry...which brings me to my all-time favourite quote:

'Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination.'-Oscar Wilde

Imagination I have people. If nothing else.

Can I afford a Prada bag? Frig no. But there are certain things in life that you just figure out. I also happen to have some very great sneaky places in which you find such treasures at more than affordable prices.

"Where?" you ask.
"In your dreams love children!!!

x

Dress: Shakuhachi, Bag: Prada, Shoes: Lucky Brand Jeans, Lipstick: YSL, Fox Tail: vintage thecowboygeisha (available in store soon!)

Loose Change

"I should have known better with a guy like you
That I would love everything that you do
And I do, hey, hey, hey, and I do.
Whoa, whoa, I never realized what a kiss could be
This could only happen to me;
Can't you see, can't you see?
That when I tell you that I love you, oh,
You're gonna say you love me too, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, oh,
And when I ask you to be mine,
You're gonna say you love me too."

-I should have known better, She+Him (Beach Boys cover)

So a while ago a totally great NZ vintage online store (Grans Loose Change) did a little write up of this ye blog, and I thought I would share it with you. Kelly (creator and founder) is such a rad babe and we have been trying to figure out some sort of epic way to start working together. Very exciting, just got a bit of a ball at the end of the chain (if you know what I mean...no? me neither)...

Anyway the most epic compliment in her generous write up (that made me happy in my heart) was: "...and she can write the shit out of anything"

Frig yeh Kelly!

Love it!

READ IT HERE

She also was cute enough to do a follow up post titled 'lady love'...loving you right back ...xx

I decided this was some pretty great timing to do this post for two very good reasons.

1. I would love you to check out her store and blog! (derr)

2. I am currently working on possibly being a contributing writer for an awesome American mag (which has gotten me so excited I am levitating off the floor with utter frothingness) and get this....they title their contributors 'rad peeps'. Are you guys effing JOKING me. I think we are a match made in heaven on earth!...so dearest Editor, if you are reading this just know I am obviously happily jumping on your band wagon...literally right now... cowboy boots and kimono in toe

xx

Deadly

"Oh its true I stole your money,
I spent it on beer and friends
it's true I stole your money, honey
And I spent it on cigarettes"
-Beer Money, The Goons of Doom

My friend Vaughan has a new blog. It is my new favourite thing to read. Well, it kind of should be, him being a big time writer/editor and all. It is not until this moment that I have realised I have been spelling his name wrong ever since I met him. I met him at a gym for babies to play in. He was there with his two little beauties, and for some reason Cowboy thought it would be a great place to take me after our first ever date. We sat on those awkward plastic outdoor chairs and ate a croissant from the tuck shop. And we kind of just didn't leave. I felt so awkward I did the whole 'I'm just going to the bathroom' move to escape the awkwardness. Deep down I wished I could go play on the playground equipment but I was too nervous. Also, not so deep down I was like, what the heck am I DOING here...is this some kind of 'I want babies' after the first date hint?! Heavy.
And right at the top of the down I was like, wow Vaughan has really pretty babies.


READ IT HERE


Dear Vaughan Dead.
I love you.
Thank you for drawing me and making me look cool.
Stay away from  my little sister.
Love from Celeste.

Cowboy Geesh

Just before the Cowboy Geesh embarked on her world tour we all went to eat some Mexican food in Bondi with her equally hot friends and sisters who I’d never had the pleasure to meet. I kinda hoped one of them might get my number from the Cowboy Geesh and give me a buzz. Unfortunately I went a bit too overboard on the Quesadeas (which were full of fucking onion thanks very much) and even though I felt I was being very witty and charming nobody called me. Just before she moved to Bali I was like “Well, this is effing sad to see her go BUT maybe she’ll have another little Mexican feed and I can try crack onto her sis again.” Alas, there was no Mexican feed, only a huge going away party which I got totally wasted at. I slept in my car.