Rocco's Malvern

Today we missioned from the north side to our fellow officionado Rocco in the south west. He lured us in with his fine cache of handmade shoes. In business for over 40 years he sure knows his shit. Trapse down and pay the old boy a visit, from $150-$200 it wont be cheap but it will ever worth your while.

42 station st
Malvern

Pope Joan

Tasty Treats and a quiet spot, pop in to Pope Joan Cafe on Nicholson st for a cuppa and a yarn, your soul will thank you for it. xx

Divination

Epreuve par la baguette = directly translated means Evidence By the Wand

wiki

Dowsing is a type of divination employed in attempts to locate ground water, buried metals or ores, gemstones, oil, gravesites,[1] and many other objects and materials, as well as so-called currents of earth radiation (Ley lines), without the use of scientific apparatus. Dowsing is also known as divining (especially in reference to interpretation of results),[2] doodlebugging (in the US)[citation needed], or (when searching specifically for water) water finding, water witching or water dowsing.[3]

this completely baffles me, and apparently it works.

TRUE Frenchy

Last week i visited Boire on SMith St in Melbourne and finally began getting back into Melbourne's hidden restaurant scene. The food was simple, the service was friendly and the menu changes every day. The atmos is simple and the food reminds me of rural french food that tastes delicious and is served on grandma;s floral china with veges and sauce...

With mains at $23 a plate you cant go wrong, $170 for four of us with entree's mains and wine i thought it a steal.
Skip that next pack of fags or two and treat yourself to some wholesome french culture, the way it should be

92 smith st
collingwood

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Urban Cake Lady

Think alice in wonderland meets little red riding hood meets harry potter. undoubtedly some of the hottest illustration cascading
melbourne's streets at the moment is thanks to this lady, ive met her at Thousand Pound Bend and thinks she's rather sweet. Excuse the pun, Lurid xx

Olsensanonymous

This blog is one of my many daily obsessions, if you love Olsen Fashion anywhere as much as me, it'll be your daily grind too

http://olsensanonymous.blogspot.com/

xx

Brett is a Girl

check the title link for Brett, a sweet US illustrator with mad style xx Props
image copyright Brett Manning

Bitch Please

In keeping with this week's 'BITCHES' theme,

Bitch Is just another word misogynistic men have adopted to assign to women that don’t take a particular liking to the optimistic wolf-whistle or suggestive pinch of the bottom they implied in the false hope that they may be rewarded with a smile, perhaps a wink or even, if its their lucky day a flirtatious kiss on the cheek or exchange of digits, numerical that is.

This endearing term is unrivalled in the female repertoire of linguistic ammunition, compared loosely with...

Arsehole; (quite a functional and important body part)
Prick; (the most minor of ailments that inflicts pain for only a second)
Bastard; (a child born with the gift of never having any parents to screw them up)

I have thus decided to create my own term and assign I back to all you vocal menfolk who validate my notions of this ‘mans’ world. The term is “PILE” see below for full (urban) dictionary term;

Pile
pa - hyl
noun, verb, piled, pil·in

A mound of faeces or excrament

A disorganized or loosely ordered group

A faction or sect of society who choose to follow cavemen or stoneage principles of courtship


This term is not only perfect for its conceptual value, it can also be used in abundance for its bewildering effect. As this is a ‘fresh’ term, you can guarantee that none of the heckling offenders will be able to determine its actual meaning until they decide to look it up on urbandictionary.com, or read it on this blog, neither of which they will ever do.

Funny Bunny

check out Moopy for everyday hospital grade laughter

xx

BITCHES

An Awkward Moment

I flew to Brisbane to say hello to my cousin and wish him a well drunk 21st this weekend and somewhere between Ignoring the tedious safety presentation and eavesdropping on the two teachers next to me conversing about about students parents they didn't particularly shine to, (thanks ladies, ill add that to the mounting concerns I have about being a asshole of a parent) I began pondering the concept of a birds eye view, the relationship of space and human perception. To me it fits perfectly with the a series of ideas i have about our connection with technology and its rapid effect on our lives in the 21st century.

Cellphones, Computers, Ipods, Iphones, Idrones, they all engage us is such a illimitable way that we loose years instantly. In an endless pursuit for the next page we are constantly missing the bigger picture. Global Positioning System's or "navmen" and the newest recruits to the technological army of culprit time thieves. They rob their users of the gratification simply reading a map can bring. An exercise in problem solving and the fairest test of any relationship, simply reading a map can move your mind to see the real structure of a city, enlighten your geographic sense of self and on a more basic level aid in the sport of sounding smart when you next talk to people at work about your 'cultured' trip to Dalesford to go horse-riding with your fiance who works is sales and owns a BMW. Taking the lazy route will never teach you to explore, never give you back those tight buns and it certainly wont sound impressive in the tea room. Next time you decide to fire up your navman,log into your facestalk or sit down to watch a Jersey Shore marathon in your underwear think about how painful it is to be that person at work that everyone pretends to listen to but is effectively ranked as low as parking officer or in-law.