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QUOI? (An explanation.)

I come from this era of kids who have the need to compulsively document & share everything. The old lolz catch-cry of “pics or it didn’t happen” has almost become a mantra. The more my life changes & the more exciting it gets, the more intense my urge to put it all on display becomes. This is exhibitionism taken to a whole new level.

xo GLD.

July 4th, 2009

A girl emailed me asking about “I love you” — when is it right to say it, what happens if they don’t say it back, how do you know when you really mean it?

I am the worst person to ask.

Do you ever get that feeling, when you think back on your past relationships, like, ‘Did I actually MEAN that or did I just say it because I thought I should?’ I had a boyfriend once who was like, “I love you. Do you love me? SAY ITTTTT %$&*^&*^$#”. So weird & awkward. I wish there was a stepping stone between “I like you” & “I love you”. I just want to be sure before I say it. I tell my friends I love them all the time & I DO mean it but when it comes to an intimate relationship, I want to know for sure. & it feels cheap to say it to everyone.

Sometimes I think people say it to draw people in closer because they don’t know how else to show their affection (I think sometimes I am in this camp). I am totally not that rad at getting close to people. I have this avoidant/ambivalent/crazyface attachment style which means sometimes I hold people at arms length & sometimes I can’t get close enough & it is insane.

As adults, such people are likely to become distant marital partners, shying away from emotional investment in romantic partners. They are often critical of any neediness in their spouses. Instead of going to their partners for support, they withdraw when in emotional distress. These adults have the highest rates of broken relationships.

“I love you” is so loaded. I grew up in a house where we said it to one another all the time, constantly, & if I am given free reign I say it constantly too, which on one hand is kind of nice but on the other I feel like it’s disingenuous or something. Not to mention all the other baggage about the phrase, people sometimes use it to manipulate one another, “If you loved me, you’d ________”, & others say it without meaning it because they’re just USED to saying it.

What do you think? I am going crazy thinking about it. Anyway my answer is… I don’t know. Sorry.

Cute.

July 4th, 2009

Who is Gala Darling? If you haven’t heard the name then you obviously don’t spend enough time online! In her own words she is “eccentric, electric, passionate, creative and !!!!!!”

Gala Lumière Darling (“Gala was Salvador Dali’s wife and the name means party, celebration, festival, joy. Lumière, means ‘light’ in French and Darling… well.”) has been a freelance writer since 2003. With work featured in heaps of magazines, newspapers and books and even a column in Cosmopolitan there is no guessing why this pink-haired whirlwind of a woman is my personal idol and why iCiNG is on my list of daily must-reads.

Gala has known forever that writing was her calling in life. “When I was a kid, I used to write long stories, staple them together & illustrate them. I gave them covers too, complete with a bar code. I also used to borrow stacks of books from the library with my father every Saturday, so I have always felt like writing was a worthwhile pursuit, just because I knew how much joy it could bring.”

The blog-mistress’s site, iCiNG started out as a fashion blog but she learned quickly that “clothing is nothing if you’re not happy on the inside.” So now the site is devoted to creating a supportive community for bright young things or ‘non pareils’ as she lovingly calls them, with help on anything from “how to get out of a bad relationship, how to find a career that you love to how to appreciate life”. The transition was easy, as Gala states “the possibility of not giving my readers what they wanted never even occurred to me.”

When asked to describe it herself Gala replies “iCiNG is about living your best life ever. It started off as a site about fashion & style, but the questions from readers started to get more & more interesting — about relationships, life & finding yourself — & so the site has evolved to include a bit of everything. I always see it as, well sure, you can put on a beautiful dress, but it doesn’t mean much if you’re not happy on the inside. So iCiNG is the place where I do my best to help people find that for themselves, with clothing, make-up & shoes as iCiNG on the cake! I started it in December 2006, because I didn’t want to work in an office ever again!”

The birth of iCiNG was not painless, but it was simple “My boyfriend & I lived on one income until iCiNG took off. Which took a little over a year. I think that especially in the beginning, (Simon) believed in me more than I believed in myself. It is largely due to him that iCiNG even exists at all- he always told me to persevere, & I cannot thank him enough for that. Not having any money was stressful & difficult — I was used to earning a regular pay-cheque & frittering it away on frivolous crap, so not having that freedom was really tough. It is hard to do something for free for a long time & not know if you’re ever going to be able to afford a nice meal out again. Not to mention that it was pretty ugly on the self-esteem side of things.” These days Gala is an independent, self-sustaining woman, which “makes life a whole lot easier.”

With her recent relocation to The Big Apple, Gala has found herself busier than ever, starting her day at 7.30am, as like Virginia Wolf, Gala does her best work first thing in the morning. She also likes to use travel and waiting time at airports and stations to whip out her laptop and get waxing lyrical about her favourite things, especially if it’s ‘Things I Love Thursday’. The rest of the day is hers to meet with friends, shop and share ideas with her fellow creatives such as graphic designer Nubby Twiglet. She finds herself travelling a lot, which, although upsetting her schedule, means no two days are ever the same and there is always something new and exciting for her to write about.

The girl behind the blog, tattoos and candy-hued hair is as confident and outgoing as she appears and has been ever since she was a girl growing up in New Zealand, demanding lead parts in musical theatre roles. She describes exploring new cities as “one of life’s great pleasures” and never misses anyone too much on the road as she is happiest in her own company. Her many varied projects mean she never gives herself the chance to become bored or lonely and she is not really “of the ‘getting lonely’ disposition”, plus Twitter won’t allow it.

As her website grows Gala finds she is becoming somewhat of a recognisable presence, especially on the streets of Melbourne and Wellington where she used to live. The amazing, if not a little mad dress sense and blinding ‘do mean she is easy to spot after all. She says the best fan encounter so far was meeting a Sewdish girl in New York who had previously joked to her boyfriend about the chance of seeing Gala in Manhatten. She can now no longer leave the house without meeting at least one non-pareil, and describes the phenomenon as “an incredibly weird, but amazing, thing, and I love meeting the people from the other side of the screen!”

Now, about that infamous style… Gala somehow, makes pink sparkles and glitter sophisticated and manages to mix Alexander McQueen, Balenciaga, Pierre Hardy, Christian Louboutin, Luella and Tarina Tarantino with thrift store finds and vintage numbers with a unique, inspiring and effortless panache, all the while by saving up for pricey pieces like the rest of us. She proves that throwing money at designers does not a fashionista make. “I’ve been developing (my style) since I first became aware of fashion, at I guess age 12 or so. I grew up in the back of my mother’s clothing boutique, so I have been surrounded by it my entire life. I think a lot of it I just absorbed — some people know a lot about cooking or cars or child rearing because of their parents. I learned about style and running businesses (from both of my parents). My look is always evolving, and I often decide on a personal style for a season. I don’t know if I really have any style icons — I certainly don’t have anyone I aspire to look like. I very much admire Patricia Field and Diana Vreeland.”

So how does the girl who has it all going on make everything work in harmony? It appears she doesn’t know the answer to that question herself, it just seems that her work and personal lives melange, as she loves what she does so much. She says “even when I’m making plans to travel or do things in the future, it almost always ties in with my work in some way or another” It just goes to show the old adage that “If you do what you love, you’ll never work another day in your life” is true, but of course Gala still has tough days where she doesn’t want to have to be “sparkly and on display” but would rather “sit around and eat and watch MTV!”

There must be a downside to the life of Darling surely? She explains “I don’t love how much email I get. It is flattering but kind of stressful, especially when it starts to build up. I think most people would have a heart attack if they saw my inbox first thing in the morning. Just thinking about it is giving me palpitations! I also sometimes wish I had a manager to kick my ass & get me to do things. But only sometimes!” The other toughie Gala deals with like a soldier is the pressure she is under. “I often feel like people have very high expectations of me & that can freak me out when I am feeling unbalanced. I am probably just projecting though, all that stuff comes from me.”

The heavy inbox is lightened by the fact she can sort it in her PJ’s and listen to really loud music all day between taking breaks to “dance like an imbecile”. The biggest perk has to be that Gala can “create & shape my future into anything I want & I love the opportunities that have come my way from running iCiNG” (as well as the freebies and meeting idols etc…) The only thing she misses about the droll 9-5 workday is the commute- because gave her a chance to write- but now she gets to do that all day! Many people would ponder how she manages to stay motivated and get work done but she finds it easy, purely because she loves what she does so much that it doesn’t feel like work. It just shows that taking a risk can really pay off.

Before she made the transition from full time employment to full time blogger, Gala gained some valuable experience “I think I had my first article published when I was working full-time at an ISP in Auckland. The job was insanely boring but there was downtime and I used to spend my time writing or reading weird people’s Livejournals. Anyway, for some reason I decided I wanted to start getting published, so I called the editor of Pulp magazine & asked if I could write for them. They said yes, I went in to meet them, the editor gave me a subject & I wrote him an article. Done. Published. Cheque in the hand. Easy.” If you want to be a writer as much as Gala did back then it seems that you just make the time to do it. “I fit the writing in anywhere I could because I loved doing it, which I think is the way with anything you really adore. You will always make time for it.”

So who inspires the woman who is an inspiration? “People who are creating, producing, building things. Creating their own empires, constructing delicious communities, connecting like-minded people, using the talents they have & the magic of the universe to make beautiful things happen! People who aren’t afraid of their own magnificence, & are contributing positively… living wild and being unashamedly true to themselves!”

Gala’s biggest lesson learnt so far is that “it’s really important to be positive. People pick up on your emotions & how you’re feeling much more than you might initially think.” And to anyone wanting to follow in her Steve Madden clad footsteps “Firstly, I’d encourage them to bring their own spirit to whatever they want to do. Passion and enthusiasm and touches of your personality will take you a really long way. Secondly, ignore whatever rules or limitations other people try to impose on you. Thirdly, be prepared to rip your personal belief system apart!”

So there you have it, a day in the life of my personal icon by an aspiring freelance writer. If you have taken nothing from this insight into what I consider to be a brilliant mind of our generation maybe you will heed this “Dress up, leave a false name, be legendary…” That’s what I plan to do anyway.

To do list

July 2nd, 2009

* Public Enemies
* Gothic bloody marys
* Make out
* Take photos

Shopping list

July 2nd, 2009

* Hollywood tape
* Deodorant
* Crystal skull bottle of vodka
* Charm necklace
* Fan
* Neon pink string

Email I sent this morning

July 1st, 2009

HI OKAY HE IS MY BOYFRIEND NOW WE CAN ALL RELAX

;>

xooxoxox

June 30th, 2009

Favourite sleeping arrangement: Dish on one side, with his arms around me, Hank on the other, with his head on my belly. Me in the middle, with one hand on the Dish’s leg & the other under Hank’s chest.
How did I end up with such a cute boy? Sheesh. Lucky.
He went racing on Sunday & came home with a big trophy & I gave him a massage because I am the raddest.
I want to jump him all the time, I find him soooooo attractive you wouldn’t even believe it.
I am moving into my new place tomorrow. Well, kind of, it’s weird, I am moving into the second room which becomes available on the 1st, & then the guy whose place it is goes to England on the 13th & then I’ll have it to myself.
I am getting tattooed on the 13th as well & I can’t wait, it has been too long.
I feel weird about leaving the Dish’s place though, I really like being here with him & he doesn’t want me to leave but there is just no room for my stuff & it is too crowded. (In addition to me & the Dish, there is also a roommate & of course a 60lb dog.)
I don’t know how it will work out, because I am (uh, obviously) kind of obsessed with him & so I want to see him all the time, but honestly, living with someone straight off the bat is not the best idea (I have done this TWICE before, you would think I would learn my effing lesson, though having said that, they were both the two longest relationships I’ve had so maybe it’s not all bad), & I think it will be great to get dressed up & meet him, it’s more exciting/romantic/fun that way.
Peep my stream of consciousness~
But yes. We both think it is A M A Z I N G that we haven’t managed to kill one another, because I guess we’re both pretty intolerant & mental, but somehow it just works.
I got a new job last night & they are paying me rawther well & I am rawther happy about it.
People are so sensitive & annoying sometimes it makes me want to put a stick of lit dynamite in my ear.
I bought a rad dress yesterday & tonight I am going to wear it to my friend’s book launch & I am also going to drink lots of sake cocktails & it is going to be FUNS.
One of the cutest people I know just got secretly married & I am so excited on her behalf. I am even MORE excited by the idea of going to the actual big wedding in fall/winter.

Okay, I am going to finish up L&S3 now, then record it. Oh yes sir.

June 26th, 2009

So sad. Best Virgo gone.

Dr Drew & Dr Chopra are talking about epic abuse of prescription medication in the U.S.A. & I’m really glad, this is important stuff. I like both of them so much, too.

Other things I have to write down or I will forget:
I emcee’d the Wrath of Cannes last night, above is how I looked. Photo by The Girlfriend ™.
I’m shooting with Stuntkid in Steve Prue’s studio sometime soon, probablyyyy the next couple of weeks.
I was approached to be the Fashion Curator of a magazine, we spoke on the phone, I sent them a bunch of my ideas & they are going to make me an offer. Righteous.
I listened to Michael Jackson a lot today & read his Wikipedia page & bawled my eyes out. Later I went into Urban Outfitters where they were playing Lady In My Life & I had to walk out so I wouldn’t cry in the shop. Then I left Nubs a teary message on her answering machine & we decided that if there is a public funeral (we are guessing in L.A.) we are totally going.
I told Pops (Pops? I’ve never called him that to his face) about the Dish going to Utah to break a land speed record (mid-September I think, if it conflicts with my birthday there will be TROUBLE but whatever) & now he loves him, & wants to come over to be his “pit bitch” (my dad’s words, not mine). Rad. (Oh sweet apparently it is from the 16th of Sept., phew.)
I can feel my life changing a lot.

June 24th, 2009

“The people in my classes, including me, did not need to be controlled, managed, nor even taught. What we needed was to be encouraged, accepted and loved just for who we were. We needed not to be governed by a set of rules that would tell us what we needed to learn and what we needed to express, but to be given time in a supportive space to explore who we were and what we wanted, with the assistance of others who had our best interests at heart. I believe that is true not only for my students, but for all of us, humans and nonhumans alike. All we want, whether we are honeybees, salmon, trash-collecting ants, ponderosa pines, coyotes, human beings, or stars, is to love and be loved, to be accepted, cherished and celebrated simply for being who we are.” — Derrick Jensen

June 22nd, 2009

Hello.

On Sunday we woke up at about 9am, went to Ninth Street Espresso for coffee & then to a cafe for breakfast where there was a very cute waitress who was also from New Zealand & it turns out she lives a block away from my new apartment, maybe she can be my new friend. It seems kind of weird, almost defeatist, to have friends from the place you used to live in though… After breakfast we went shopping at Home Depot (GLAMOUR), Fred Perry, Tarina Tarantino, Betsey Johnson, TopShop, Patricia Field. Bought gourmet chocolates & bath salts at Wholefoods, came home & slept for a couple of hours. It is so rainy & gross, it just makes me want to be lazy & do nothing.

Download this, nice beats boys.

In three weeks time I will be living on the same street as Mary-Kate Olsen.

Yesterday I got a three-hour mani/pedi which is black with holographic sparkles, it is way cool. Also when I was vacuuming I beaned myself on the head by smacking my skull against a chest of drawers, clever, it hurts.

I thought about going to this or this but didn’t have time, since I also had to pick up jewellery, get a mani/pedi, etc., OH MY LIFE IS SO HECTIC HOWEVER DO I COPE.

“I’VE NEVER ASKED FOR A DIAMOND-ENCRUSTED GOBLET WHICH SAYS ‘CRUNK QUEEN’ & I NEVER WILL!”

Soooo lol.

Today… I am going to wear an enormous, $2500 turquoise feather head-dress in a video. & you are gonna love it. Mad school represent.

I like the Dish so much. If I got married would you all have a heart attack?

June 18th, 2009

“Usually, writers will do anything to avoid writing. For instance, the previous sentence was written at one o’clock this afternoon. It is now a quarter to four. I have spent the past two hours and forty-five minutes sorting my neckties by width, looking up the word “paisley” in three dictionaries, attempting to find the town of that name on The New York Times Atlas of the World map of Scotland, sorting my reference books by width, trying to get the bookcase to stop wobbling by stuffing a matchbook cover under its corner, dialing the telephone number on the matchbook cover to see if I should take computer courses at night, looking at the computer ads in the newspaper and deciding to buy a computer because writing seems to be so difficult on my old Remington, reading an interesting article on sorghum farming in Uruguay that was in the newspaper next to the computer ads, cutting that and other interesting articles out of the newspaper, sorting—by width—all the interesting articles I’ve cut out of newspapers recently, fastening them neatly together with paper clips and making a very attractive paper clip necklace and bracelet set, which I will present to my girlfriend as soon as she comes home from the three-hour low-impact aerobic workout that I made her go to so I could have some time alone to write.” — P. J. O’Rourke