I must have it...!

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Canvas...

before the damage she's like a blank canvas...nothing is impossible and anything can be created. colours and textures, lines and shapes.....a kaleidoscope of hope and trust and opportunities...
but then someone or something swipes black across the face of her creation. a thick paste of oppression, worries and guilt....it suffocates the colour and allows only brief glimpses of it to peak through this new shroud...
she applies colour after colour, valiant in her attempt to get back to where she was before, but all she portrays is a mass of twisted tar....she needs to wipe the slate clean...something never done before....never attempted....never trusted....change.
she cleaves away the years of pressure and scrapes away the memories long forgotten....she exposes the truth....the light....the colour....the original.

all we are is originals....fucked up by time....trying to get back to the innocence...

words: my own (c) Huffy

What are YOU doing?

Shit happens man
I tell you, life is hard and I’m tired or fighting
There’s so much I wanna do
So much I wanna see
But there are lions and demons pushing me back,
Holding me down
And I’m wondering, why
I’m wondering, how do I carry on?
Where does the faith come from?

And then I remember and I look inside
And I see my strength
It’s like a white hot fire
Filling me and setting me free
And I fight back, harder and stronger

Screw this reality man
There’s too much going on and not enough good in the world
People scratch their way forward
Without care or compassion
And I’m thinking, why
I’m thinking about quitting
I’m thinking that there’s not enough in me

And then I remember and I look around
And I see your love
It’s like a white hot fire
Flowing over me and setting me free
And I fight back, harder and stronger

I push harder and further and never look back
I see the dream and I scream and growl and roar until it is mine
People pass and watch and stare and laugh
But they disappear with my fear and doubts
I surround myself with warriors and I trust,
I trust that I am strong and capable and good enough
More than good enough
More than strong
More than everything
I am more than alive
I am living

What are you doing?

Words: my own & they're copyrighted so don't even try that crap! (c) Huffy

Loves it...

Garance Dore' is a french illustrator who has a beautiful blog. Don't these images just ooze Parisian style and flair?

See her blog here!

Images: Garance Dore'

9 things...

Bourne and I watched New Moon last night with friends...can you say sell out? It was disappointing and a little sad that such a cult book series can so easily be turned into a commercially bland empire.

9 things wrong with New Moon (the movie):

9.

Rosalie. Rosalie. Rosalie. Or should I rather say the unfathomable casting of Nikki Reed?

8.

Wardrobe. They're wealthy vampires and that's what they wear? He's a poor werewolf and he's sporting some Nike kicks? Come on people.

7.

The flash forward to Edward and Bella running through the forest in slow motion....very slow motion. People actually started laughing.

6.

Edward's nipple. Seriously, CGI that shit!

5.

Jacob and the packs' morphing was not too bad and the fight scenes were noticeably improved from the previous film, however....I believe the special effects team could have thrown some hair on Gollum and it still would have looked better (and felt more real) than the static, taxidermy wolves of New Moon.

4.

Dialogue. Despite the occasional wise crack (which saved the movie), there is no dialogue. Or at least nothing worthy of that title.

3.

The acting....or lack thereof. I think they cast actors on their likeliness to the characters and not their ability to act. Except Rosalie...she wasn't cast for her likeliness either. Way to go guys, pinnacle of your careers!

2.

Make up. I wanted to cry....and then scream....and then take a box of wet wipes to all their faces! The make up was appalling. Not bad or slightly off.....appalling. Boys with more lip gloss than Perez Hilton and girls with eye liner everywhere expect their eyes. Please tell me there was some reach for a dream/all I want for xmas charity that allowed blind drag queens the opportunity to show their make up skills on this film.....only that would make sense.

1.

This was my favourite book of the series. I am an avid Twilight (the book series) fan. I am no longer a fan of the movies, even though New Moon was a massive improvement on Twilight. Way to go Summit for taking something influential and making it low-impact.

The one good thing about New Moon? Director Chris Weitz. He's taken the crap, emaciated foundation Catherine Hardwick left for him after Twilight and has *almost* turned it into something with a faint heartbeat. A commercial, bubble gum, tween, PG13 heartbeat, but a heartbeat none the less.

Fingers crossed for Eclipse. I might catch it on DVD.

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I am so channeling this right now...

...sushi and vodka...I think so!

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Girl crush...

Somehow I don't think Bourne would mind if I "befriended" any of these incredible women...

Leighton Meester

Kate Beckinsale

Ashley Greene

Keira Knightley

Rachel Wietz

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A recent discussion....

Situation:

Our fave sushi place. 6 plates down. 2 vodkas consumed.

Huffy (stage whisper): Are you kidding me?! How can you "dunk" your sushi in mayo? Babes, watch this woman to my right...Oh. My. God. She did it again! Seriously! Isn't that against the rules or something?

Bourne: Honey, calm down. There are no sushi rules.

H: But it's sacrilege! How can she deface this wondrous creation? This perfectly balanced mouthful?!

B: Kinda like how you drown your sushi in that toxic wasabi and ginger sludge?

H: What?! This is how it was MADE to be eaten! You wouldn't put T-sauce on a great steak, would you? No. Exactly.

B: Actually, I quite like it. Adds some extra flavour.

H: Remind me to sign a pre-nup.

This is so me right now...

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Eat something, darling...

Why are skinny people so angry? Here are some of my thoughts:


They are angry because:


1.
They are so farty from their stomachs digesting air?


2.
They can't control their facial muscles (see: frown) because they don't have the energy too?


3.
Their body is starting a mutiny against the brain for under-feeding it?


4.
The words coming out their mouth is actually directed at themselves and not at you?


5.
Their body has started eating the brain, so they are regressing to a high-school, premenstrual teenage bitch level?


and finally,


6.
They're jealous?


I would rather be fat and jolly (like Santa) than a diva, sour faced, talk-behind-your-back, no backbone, fall through your own asshole, skinny, man-looking she-wench.


Just saying.

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Refill...?

Champagne Thursdays are about to start...the sun is out and the bubbly is on ice...

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Still can't believe I did it...

So remember that earlier post when I was trying to psyche myself up...? I got roped in to modeling for SA Fashion Week....and it was ahh...maz...ing!!

The make up team on the first night. Touch ups backstage during the show are hilarious! I need a little tape recorded for the comments that fly around...

Putting the skills into practice...

The man of the moment...I still think I got to wear the most beautiful dress!

Super serious...trying to juggle breathing, not smiling and not falling on my pip!

Apparently Bourne didn't recognise me as I walked out...gotta love the wig!

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M.I.A....

Some titbits to keep you going...life has this way of making each day shorter except the shitty ones...

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