Month: August 2017

Can you birken-not?

I had suspected it for a while. I choose to ignore it, averting my eyes from the feet of others. For the last couple of years, I have observed teenage girls replacing their stan smiths for Birkenstocks to pair with their mom jeans… I had even been reported incidences of women breaking the cardinal rule. Yes, they were wearing socks and sandals… not just ANY sandal though. SOCKS AND BIRKENSTOCKS. In denial, I brushed off these sightings, writing them off as spooky coincidences of misguided fashion.  Or a weird AF fad like Topshop’s see-through Jeans. I told myself it was just kids trying to be ironic. However, I can confirm that now the count is in – Birkenstocks are in Vogue (literally, in Vogue). 242 years after the first Birkenstock was created, they appeared on the runway at Paris fashion week. I guess if something is around for long enough it eventually becomes cool?

Yesterday’s spring/summer ’18 collection presentation in Paris. #Birkenstock #PFW

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I suppose they are still cuter than crocs? 

Replica – The XX

25 and you are just like me…

Go do yourself a favour and listen to the song Replica from the XX‘s new album ‘I see you’. It will have you feeling all the feels. For me, the XX conjures up long ago times, with now forgotten friendships that did not last the trials of our later teenage years. I remember the song VCR that we played on repeat at a sweet sixteen sleepover. I think we had acquired a few beers from somewhere, they were warm, we passed them around the circle playing truth or dare and fessing up to who we had kissed the last time spin the bottle was played at a gathering.  The stars shined bright, and we were mainly just tipsy on youth as we frolicked in the moonlight at the local playground. We watched the sunrise at the river, the dewy early morning rays reflecting on this song was our anthem. I like to think that Replica and the other songs on ‘I see you’ have matured concurrently with the XX and their listeners. I am always amazed by music’s power to take you back to times all but forgotten. One song on an album may flow on to an other, and each album flows on from the next, in a natural progression of music style and time. But listening to a new song, from a band that you liked when you were growing up, can simultaneously make you feel nostalgic for the past, and in some ways repeat your experience of it and allows you to reimagine or reinterpret the past, looking forward to the future, and anticipating the band’s next release. Maybe it is human nature to be stuck on repeat.

I am too tired to work out how to embed the youtube video but click here to listen.


image via tumblr (lyrics from the replica by the XX)

Dear teenage girls – you do you!

image via lemondifficult
Dear teenage girls,
Don’t you go crying over that boy. He is not worth it. “But he is the love of my life” you protest, “I think he is the one”. Let me tell you something, “the one” (or in Sex and the City terms Mr Big) is a myth. It’s a lie perpetuated to you by generations of repressed women and the hegemony of shitty rom-com in our culture.
Times are a changing darling. According to the holy grail of the contemporary blogosphere a.k.a Man Repeller – if Sex and the City came out in 2017, Carrie would NOT be the protagonist. Miranda would be.
Read the piece de resistance here. Do you know why? Because she doesn’t mope around waiting for Mr Right. She balances a v successful legal career with motherhood. She is a straight shooter. She has it all. She is driven. she is honest. Most importantly, she does not accept things the way they are. Instead, she approaches the world with some degree of cynicism. I do not proffer the inclination to believe people are motivated purely by self-interest. But it is important to be wary and approach the world with some degree of scepticism. Failure to do so may result in self-delusion.