30.3.11

i'm moving my blog here - marbleshore.blogspot.com

the reason? i read the exact same formulation, soft as moths, in a margaret atwood book, "alias grace" to be specific. i like her books a lot and am willing to accept all prejudice against people who like atwood's stuff because fuck you, "the blind assassin" is one of my favourite books EVUH and i like "surfacing" and "cat's eye" a lot and can't wait to read "the edible woman" and "the penelopeiad", hell actually i want to read her entire vast body of work, i just wasn't so keen on that particular book. i just don't like historical fiction set before the 20th century i guess. frankly it's pissing me off a bit because i like this blog name and i came up with it on my own - i have thise print from old natural history books on my wall, one on moths, and i stared at it and had those associations -

furry wings
a whir in the dark
soft soft soft flap flap flap
etc etc

but ah well.

in case you're interested, a beach made of marble is something that is reoccurring in my dreams; it's a rather rough place with cliffs and all and a heavy lead sky so i went with shore instead. there are caves and in them there are things, entities, various - sometimes hybrids of siberian tigers and grizzly bears, sometimes characters from lost. sometimes i am forced at gunpoint into an airshop that will take me to a war across the rhine that i'll have to fight in but i'll be so helpless, and it will pass the marble shore. sometimes there are crooked trees, sometimes there are ghosts, the regular kind, apparitions made of light and echoes. all in all it's a grim and entertaining place, which i am not making up.

so i'm moving there. in case anyone's interested. the content on this will remain so you can all happily continue google that georg minne boy penis photo i took at the leopold museum in december.

marbleshore was a name i registered before softasmoths anyways.

you might think it's cheesy ... i kinda like it. it has a nico flair.
violin in a void remains as a name, too, because it's too awesome. it's nabokovian by the way, from "invitation to a beheading".

gotta get a moth tattoo then i guess ...

so see ya there.

23.2.11

a




i realise that freja is an easy example, because she's obvious, and she's hot, but still, for her and in general -
ANDROGYNY. YES.
and no, of course not only the look. all its implications. breaking down bogus boundaries. although, of course, without the gender binary androgyny couldn't exist either. it would need no name because it would be a given.


i-D: clean living

22.2.11

come to mummy




stuhlsessel sorgenfrei, 245 euro. merde. (bild: magazin.com)

20.2.11

19.2.11

dum

Subject: Neues Spiel
Wir machen ein Spiel. Jemand hat angekündigt, dass wir Mädels wieder was besonders auf Facebook machen, um auf Brustkrebs aufmerksam zu machen. Es ist ganz einfach und ich freue mich, wenn du hilfst, das weiterzuverbreiten. Letztes Jahr ging es darum, die Farbe deines BH’s, den du trägst, in den Status zu posten. Die Männer wunderten sich alle tagelang darüber, was das sollte. Dieses Jahr geht es um deinen Beziehungsstatus. Poste einer der Codes unten in deinen Status (nur das Getränk, nicht, was er bedeutet…). Kopiere die Mail und sende es dann an deine Freundinnen weiter:

Tequila: Ich bin Single
Jack Daniels: Es ist kompliziert
Rum: ich bin ein riskantes Mädchen
Champagner: Verlobt
Red Bull: In einer Beziehung
Bier: Ich bin verheiratet
Vodka: Ich bin „die andere“
Sprite: Ich kann den Richtigen nicht finden
Likeur: Ich wünschte, ich wäre Single
Gin: ich will verheiratet sein

Das BH-Spiel kam ins Fernsehen. Lass es uns noch mal versuchen, zeigen wir allen, wie stark wir Frauen sind! . .



bhfarben > bhs > titten > brustkrebs, das war ja noch nachvollziehbar, auch wenn mir nicht ganz klar war wie so auf brustkrebs aufmerksam gemacht werden sollte. mein bh ist rosa aber der von heidrun nicht weil heidrun keinen bh trägt weil sie keine brüste mehr hat weil wegen brustkrebs? und wo hilft das jetzt irgendwem irgendwie weiter? aber egal, weil diese verbrechen der vergangenheit eh vor diesem neuen müll verblassen. soeben frisch in meine facebook-inbox eingegangen. inwiefern demonstriert bitte das informieren über den eigenen beziehungsstand, versteckt hinter "frechen" codes (mindestens so "gewitzt" wie rechteckige knallrote brillengestelle) wie stark wir frauen sind? und wieso regt mich das so auf?

17.2.11

giveme

behold this hideos collage of things i want from etsy -





fluttery silk dress - so pretty! high leather boots - to wear with dainty dresses, no tights. red ferragamo heels - idk. black ankle boots - go with everything. saucy underthings - never wrong. flower wreath - i'm a wanker, so what.

7.2.11

the visitor










now i am not one to fret about skinny models (couldn't it be that what is really corrupting everyone's self-esteem is the IMMEDIATE PRESSURE OF FUNCTIONING which has always messed everyone and everything up, it's not a new phenomenon) but this is really a bit extreme; then again the alienness the model's figure conveys adds to the atmosphere. i'm not saying it looks good, but i am fascinated. apart from that - the mood! the location! wow.


foto_decadent: The Prophet

cometomessmeup

28.1.11

sister ectoplasma she's incredulous

just like a pro she takes off her dress


22.1.11

gif

C PRESENTS: WALKING DOWN STAIRS WITH RA TO FIND D





ACHIEVEMENT OF THE DAY: LEARNING THAT THE MEANS TO MAKE GIFS FROM AVIS HAVE BEEN ON MY LAPTOP ALL THE TIME AND WERE JUST ONE GOOGLIN' AWAY

gran's house




d, stiegen, akbild




düster













9.1.11

i'm chuck baaa- no wait




1. i never said i had good taste.


2. i loooooovvvvvveeeeee Verbotene Liebe and have been watching for seven years. what do i care about the plebs? i want royals and intrigue and revenge and fiery hate and love and MONEY.


3. count von Lahnstein is THE essential character. the end.

6.1.11

...

astral voyage

ghosts 33/36

17:46 wien westbhf bregenz hbf 00:20










relevant information

nick cave, mick harvey & blixa bargeld - ghosts of the civil dead



THIS IS SO GOOD

klick


ANYWAYS

i can be a real bitch but most of the time i'm pretty mellow. this information was meant to be a crossover to another information, which is that i hate the "so what music do you listen to" question. i know, i know, who doesn't. well, leave it to the internets to answer that for you!





so now i can tell people "i mostly listen to female vocalists music". wow, how informative! this whole post has so much information! gee, people who tag music on last.fm, don't be so descriptive/safe. a link to my profile can be found all the way down on the page. this entire post was a crossover for me asking you to add me because i love stalking strangers' last.fm profiles. bye.

greatgrandparents

tis the season to be saucy

DEAR DIARY! yesterday i went sales shopping. i had "forgotten" to transfer the rent just for the occasion (well, not really, that was/is true but unrelated) and was most excited! after all i am a fucking modemädchen! what i found: an awesomely ugly hello kitty bracelet (it's "ironic"), very cute and very unflattering tights (transparent beige with beige polka dots), a burgundy-dots-on-navy silk hankie that is to peek out of my blazers' breast pockets because i am, by the way, chuck bass. all of these items weren't even on sale. BUT! then i got home and on the internet. actually i am lying about the chronology here, i did the internet sale shopping before the real life thing. anyways, i went to asosland.





and got fündig! asos brand bra and knickers that aren't modest in the quantity of fabric but offer little peekaboos. princesse tam.tam star bustier that i am most stoked about. my new fashion philosophy: more drama (lets post about that some other time), more trousers. formal menswear elements, or skintight jeans with tshirts of the thinnest and softest cotton - and beneath them the dainty. and for the occasions that i am going to wear my short short dresses - yellowish pink and meshed blue tights, both by falke, but if you can read this then you are most likely blessed with vision. now excuse me while i go apologise to my suitemate. in my pyjamas.