Copy Cat Marc

As anyone thats knows me well would know, I'm in love with Alexander McQueen, because, well, he was a genius and the fashion house continues to produce the most amazing fashion and jewelry I've seen to date. I was just flicking through the "just in"s on Polyvore and noticed that Marc Jacobs has a new jewelry collection when I came across a leather wrap around wrist band that looked to me like a straight up copy of what McQueen has been producing for the last year or more. I do like Marc Jacobs, he's brilliant, and I know that there are a lot of leather wrap around wrist bands out there but they just looked so much like the McQueen ones.. I thought Marc was better than that..

Marc Jacobs wrist band:

 Alexander McQueen wrist band:

 

Is it a copy cat, or is it just me being over protective of my one love?
You tell me :) 

Break Time

On July 1st Mum and I flew to my favorite place in the world that I refer to as my “Future Home” which is Mackay, QLD where I only just got home from, mum left two weeks ago. I first went up there in 2009 by myself to stay with my Mums cousin, Susan and ever since it’s held a special place in my heart. My second cousin Jayden whose the same age as me introduced my to all his friends who shortly became my friends. So, since that summer I've made the effort to get up there at least once a year, I wish I could go up more often but, I just don't have the money. This was the first time Mum had ever been up, I think she was just curious to see why I loved it so much up there, she soon found out when she met my friends. Because they're amazing :D.
  Anyway, back to finding passion and shizz. I think I have sorted out my next two maybe three years. Susie is the most amazing woman and has offered me a room in her home for next year as I plan on going up there to work for a year or two doing unskilled labour in the mines which would likely be something awful like truck driving, but for the amount of money I’d be getting paid I’m going to suck it up and do it. Them after that I’d like to travel for a year and then come back to Australia to go to Uni as a “mature aged” student, and I kind want to do journalism or something, I love fashion, travel and photography sp, I think that would be a good thing for me to do, but who knows, I could change my mind again. And this time I welcome that change because every time it happens I seem to find myself a bit more.

I think I might need to rename this blog “Finding My Passion” rather than losing it. I’m having fun with it though.
I'll put photos up of this beautiful place shortly.

We are the youth!!

This is the last year of high school for me, and up until now I have always wanted to be out living my life, doing what I want, not having to answer to anyone. It’s now I realise what I have, I have love, happiness, freedom, amazing friendships that will last a lifetime, I know what’s it’s like to have a crush, I know what it’s like to be in love and to miss someone with all I have, all these things are a part of life that everyone will experience many times throughout their life, but as a teenager we can experience all these things in one day. Many things come with being a teenager, we are expected to live up to the expectations of our parents and our peers, we are expected to do well in every aspect of our life, and sometimes we can’t do that, sometimes everything just gets too much and we have to let lose. For some of us this means getting out of the house for a week or so, going away from friends and family to sort our heads out and have a bit of peace, for others this means going out with friends and getting absolutely wrecked, dancing the night away and hooking up with someone. We are often excused for being reckless yet are judged by all when we are. We are constantly told what we can and cannot do and often rebel against the rules because we are fighting for our independence, yet when we finally get it we wish we had the security of having boundaries because we then realise it’s too hard to make every single decision on our own. These years are the years to stuff up, rather than later in life when things are more important. Sometimes we make mistakes that we have to live with, whether this means we got with someone our friends give us shit about everyday or we unintentionally hurt someone we care about, these things, these mistakes help us to grow and to learn, without them we wouldn’t be the individuals we are today. We are the youth, we do what we’re told, we do what we want, this is the time to say “Screw it” and just go for it without regret. We are young, wild and free.

Youth

I was just on a tumblr blog called young.wild.free. Looking through all the awesome photos of teenagers doing hectic shit I got really inspired to use "Youth" as my theme for art. I was going to do illustration which was struggling with, but now I have so many ideas that I cannot wait to start and the good thing is that the painting I have done fits in with the theme. I've also written a whole lot of my exploration proposal that I had been struggling with since the start of the year. I feel so good and motivated. I love being a teenager. I feel as though I can do whatever the fuck I want. These are the best year of my life, why am I wasting them focusing on the future?? I love my life!

Arty Stuff :)

Since I was a youngen I’ve loooved art, I remember growing up at school when we did an activity that included drawing something everyone came to me if they found something hard to draw and I helped them out. This doesn’t happen anymore as the people in my Studio Art class are quite capable of doing their own thing. My awesome art teacher organised life drawing classes for us, which has really helped me and I can see that I’m always improving. For a long time I would never draw things because they weren’t perfect but now I’ve realised the more I draw the better I get so lately I’ve been doing heaps of drawings of all types of things, I’m mostly into fashion illustration and also I’m doing a painting at school that I’m really pleased with that I cannot wait to complete so I can hang it up in my room. Below are some illustrations that are pretty rough and also my incomplete painting. My new found love for art is making me happy and motivated, I hope I don’t lose it :D

They all look better in person but, you get the general idea :) 

Possibilities

Last night, after spending a miserable day on the couch because of a shitty cold I turned the telly on and was pleased to see that the first episode of "Marie Claire- Under The Covers" was on, and I'm pretty big on magazines, fashion ones in particular. After watching it I started to research journalism courses at Uni's since working for a fashion magazine is something I have always kept in mind as it involves travel, fashion and writing, which are all things that I love, and also from what I gather it would be extremely fun!

But the only problem is; the only course I found that had the required enter score on it said you had to get a result of 94!!!!!!! Which I have no hope in hell of getting, for the Fashion Design course I wanted to do I had to get a 65, which would have been hard enough. But even so, I'll try my best and see what happens. I'm just cruising at the moment, which I love, I used to be so focused on being perfect to get into the uni course I wanted, and now that I'm undecided I don't feel so tied down and stressed, so this whole "Losing My Passion" thing has turned out to be a blessing in disguise, I actually LOVE not knowing what I want to do, as now I feel like I can do whatever I want :D :D

Savage FUCKING Beauty

 I live and breath fashion, and Alexander McQueen in particular is my favorite everything when it comes down to it. I look at his work with so much admiration, he was a modern-day genius. And knowing that I will never see the “Savage Beauty” Exhibition an the Met in NYC kills me. Even though it’s been extended to August 7th there’s still no way I’ll make it, I mean I live over the other side of the world, and if that won’t stop me the fact that I can’t afford it will. Maybe since my 18th birthday is on the 2nd my family might shout me a trip to NYC, but even so, I have school and that happens to be kind of important. I have come to terms with the fact that this will come to pass without me witnessing the “Savage Beauty” of it all, it still hurts though :(