One of the absolute best things to do is to peer, curiously, at the search terms people have used to find this little site.
Here are some of the favourites. Or the most perplexing:
Moustache scented Rose
John Waters Ireland
oh my, was that in the script?
workshop girl with plait
Men ridiculous haircut
pin up shoots herself
Beauty mark on Breast
herpes of the eye
and the ever ubiquitous iterations of:
girls with tattoos turn me on.
But my absolute, and possibly all time, favourite?
It feels like a million but it was only two years and nine months ago that I posted my 2009 birthday wish list. I came across this by accident and I realised something surprising.
I was hoping for:
This beautiful copy of The Bell Jar, Protea charm & Protea ring by Meadowlark, Cupcakes (!), Peonies, the permission for Craig and I to live in the UK for as long as we like, beautiful underwear, a Kodak Duaflex vintage camera, St Paul’s Cathedral back in my life, a traditional peony tattoo, a black retro-style scooter, Chloe Sevigny for Open Ceremony Wedges, Meadowlark pyramid stud bangles, a Marc by Marc Jacobs bag in a berry berry hue.
And two years, nine months later? honest to anything, it would be easier to list the items I do not have.
I do not own that copy of The Bell Jar, I do not have a black retro-style scooter, my Chloe Sevigny for Open Ceremony Wedges are Jeffrey Campbell knock-offs but besides that?
The permission to live in the UK was really just the best.
I was surprised. I am a fortunate fortunate person.
It was nice to remember that.
(It hasn’t been two years nine months of presents, it has been two years, nine months of working hard and saving harder. And a couple of presents)
2011 was a year with a lot of up, a lot of down, and quite a bit of in between.
In 2011 Craig and I said goodbye to the Hutt Valley for city living in Wellington. We travelled to Hawaii and not much of anywhere else. Work was both stressful and fulfilling, full of sound and fury, culminating in … not a lot.
My family expanded by one when my baby sister got married. Full family dinners are now a table of eight.
I am skinnier, richer, happier, and more complicated than ever before. I made new friends, kept old ones, and made the most of living in town.
Best of all, best of all, I became an Irish citizen.
In 2011 I resolved to:
x be more frugal – yes? yes.
x maintain the healthy-ish lifestyle I managed in 2010 – yes.
x declutter – oh yes.
x take a photo every damn day – yes! yet again. I missed two self-portraits though.
x keep percolating this tattoo idea. – yes! and uh … also yes.
I am ever so excited about 2012:
x a new job**
x taking a photo every damn day
x new tattoos***
Let’s see how it goes. I can’t wait!
* in April Craig and I are, leave from work notwithstanding, heading to Europe for a month.
** fingers crossed. I have leads and plans.
*** I have plans for two in 2012. I’ve managed to make it onto the list for one of my wishlist artists. I cannot wait.
One of the things I like most about taking a photo every damn day is looking back at this day in years past.
Some years are more exciting than others …
2010 was a year with a lot of up, a lot of down, but mainly a lot of in between.
Visas for London swam into reach, then just out of reach, and finally? gone. Completely. But I’m okay with that now (mainly).
There was the day-and-a-half where I was fired and all the associated work drama which I do not discuss on the internet – except to say that I am much happier now.
Craig and I didn’t manage to leave New Zealand but planned our January trip back to Hawaii.
I made all 365 days of photography! But felt uninspired a lot of the time.
However, one can only enter a new year with high hopes. I had them for 2010 and I have them for 2011.
In 2011 I will:
x be more frugal
x maintain the healthy-ish lifestyle I managed in 2010
x take a photo every damn day
x keep percolating this tattoo idea. If I am still enamoured of it in May? It will be mine.
In 2011 I am looking forward to:
x Summer Shakespeare
x Working hard
Let’s see how it goes. I can’t wait!
This afternoon I had a little too much caffeine and a lot of time on my hands.
Actually, it was the other way around but that is hardly the point. The point IS that I have compiled a list of things of which I do not approve. Are you excited? I’m excited.
THINGS OF WHICH I DO NOT APPROVE:
1. Discussion of Golf. Unless it is “Golf is very very boring and I hate it a great deal. With the annoying pants and polo shirts and general tubbiness of the players” in which case, I both concur and approve.
2. Surface piercings. They make me shudder.
4. The phrase “so, you know” being used as a verbal space-filler
5. That I have a bottle of Pinot Noir in the cupboard. I do NOT like red wine especially when it’s in the same kind of bottle as one of my favourite white wines. TEASE.
6. That my favourite co-worker is away.
7. Mesclun lettuce.
8. My fringe being too long, my hair being too faded, and my nailpolish being chipped. ALL ON THE SAME DAY. There are not enough hours.
9. Being sensible and responsible and grown up.
*DO NOT GOOGLE THAT. JUST BELIEVE ME. Also. I left the do not google warning all the way down the bottom here just to mess with you. Hee.