STEREOTYPE!

-blonde.


-punk.


-scene.



-indie.


Why are we always trying to fit a Stereotype?

Why are we all lacking to much confidence in ourselves we have to be someone we're not?

Why are we trying to fit a criteria sheet to simply belong?

Why are we always trying to impress others?

Why do we care what others think of us?

Why can't we be ourselves?


Why are we trying to hide behind a mask of perfection? (well, our own interpretation of perfection) All these clothes. . . all this makeup . . . all this hair dye & fake tan . . . they're not who WE are.

Once again, these have become so normal that no one even questions them anymore. . .
no one scratches beyond the surface.

The girls who wake up in the morning, chuck on the clothes they FEEL like wearing that day, not even thinking about who they have to impress. . . & wash their face before leaving the house with not even a touch of makeup. . . THEY are the ones who are beautiful. They are the ones who guys should be drooling over. None of this - see who can have the most orange legs today - whitest hair tomorrow - most cleavage - clumpiest mascara . . . WHAT ABOUT THAT SENTENCE IS ATTRACTIVE IN THE SLIGHTEST? It all comes back to who can look the least conservative. Least prude. Most 'up to it'. & if you don't believe me, imagine this.
Two girls:
a) is wearing a t'shirt & skirt that comes below her knees. No makeup, & brown hair.
b) is wearing a strappy singlet with a skin tight, just covering her ass skirt. Piled on makeup & blonde hair.
QUESTION: Who makes guys heads turn?
ANSWER: None needed.

Why are we hiding ourselves away?
Why are we scared to let others see who we are?
Could this have something to do with the ridiculous amount of divorces in the world?

Yes, i might have too much thinking time on my hands. Some might even say to get a hobby - i have plenty. & in all honesty, i like thinking. It makes me somewhat happy to be one of the few in this world that actually do. As a result, I know myself. That's something I would never change.

L-L-Limedrop.

Yesterday I had a photoshoot with boutique designers Clea & Nathan. . . Creators of 'Limedrop'

Totally Cute. Totally Quirky. Totally totally awesome!






^ Soon, that'll be me on Google!!! :D

BUT WAIT! Does it get any better???
Why yes, it does!
Getting to shoot with a hot English boy. . . WITH an accent!! XD
. . . AND!!!!!!!
Getting paid $600 worth of Clothes & jewellery. . .
Yes PLEASE!! :)

xoxo, Gossip Girl.

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What is wrong with our society???

. . . A rhetorical question indeed.

Parties. Drinking. Drugs. Knives. Sex.

50 years ago these types of behaviour in teenagers was close to unexistant.

What's changed in our world within the small space of 50 years that has caused such recklessness to be considered 'normal' in teenagers?

I'm so sick of being scared to walk through my own neighbourhood alone in the fear of being bashed, or stabbed, or robbed. I'm sick of being on public transport with groups of young boys and girls not giving a shit about anyone else around them. Swearing & boasting about how smashed they got the other night. Or how they paid their mate $10 to f**k their girlfriend, how they bashed a man with a lead pipe til he bled out of every orifice on his body & shook uncontrollably. Even worse, passing stations on my way home from school to see children, CHILDREN who look no older then twelve years old, smoking, drinking, swearing, hanging out with a group of other guys up to the age of twenty-five, just 'hangin' out at the station all day.

"Shouldn't you be graduating primary school now? Or running in inter-school sports? Do your parents even care you're here? Do they know?"

You ask the teenagers that go out partying every Friday and Saturday night, & you ask them why they drink? Why they smoke, or why they go to parties. I guarentee the answer is, "it's fun." If not, they don't even know why. & I'll tell you why. Now I don't know where it all began, but somewhere from the 1950's, to the 2000's, this behaviour became 'normal'. Somewhere along the timeline, having a healthy home-life & a bond with your parents became 'uncool'. Staying at home to be with your family became a joke. Having hobbies to keep you entertained faded, & the only way to have fun was to be drinking copious amounts of alcohol til you can't remember a thing. Sleeping with the hottest guy at the party so you could brag about how you 'went there'. Somewhere within the last 50 years, we, as a society, lost our individuality.

If I walk into a small store, the workers automatically assume I'm there to steal something, just because I'm a teenager.

It's come to the point where Taxi drivers have had to put bullet-proof glass between them and their passangers because so many have just been stabbed.

Now I'm not just pin pointing teenagers as the cause of societies problems, adults are just as much to blame as we are. Yesterday, I went to Croydon (I know, I know. . . What was I expecting!) as one of my good friends puts together & organises gigs which was yesterday. So being a supportive friend, I went along. Got off at the train station (Croydon station, double dumbness!) & walked down to the centre where it was held. Within the first ten minutes of walking, two men. . . gross, old, fat & looking somewhat drugged up, had a good & long look at me up & down, before smiling & asking 'how are ya' love?' I felt sick.

The generation we look up to as guidance to our own behaviour are failing immensely. It's a no-brainer why we, as the future generation are so screwed up, the ones we look up to, our role models, our parents don't even withhold a good social etiquette. & it makes me sad, it makes me angry & feel so insignificant that there is absolutely nothing I can do about it.

Lu Who?

Oh my goodness!!

I was reading an issue of last years Frankie magazing whilst eating my lunch in Cameron's Agency last week, when I discovered something wonderful. Something oh so quirky & oh so Beau.

. . They call it, Lu Flux. & it. . . goes a little like so.

*sigh*

. . . it's one of those things that makes you sigh in disbelief that you didn't create it first.

I love it's cuteness & I'm determined to make a bear, overall dress. . thing. . like the fourth one down! :)

Anyway, I just really felt it was important to share my amazing discovery!

Cheerio!

. . . & magick happened.

So,

after two years of waiting to be signed with one of Australias biggest modelling agencies,

(i'm talking about none other then Cameron's!!!)

. . . . last week, it happened!

December 2007, i was Fourteen & scouted at Camerons Model Search Competition.

This, was me after the Runway show.

. . my hair was a lot shorter, darker. . . & i was Fourteen.

So, obviously i didn't win, (models have to really be sixteen in Australia,)

but Cameron's "kept me under their wing", per say, until i was ready to bloom!! :P

Last week, I had the most amazing day having my Photoshoot done. . .

& now, i'm ready to pop-up everywhere on billboards, magazines, fashion tv. . .!

-well, one could only hope! :):)

Anyway, I shall leave now with a few of my photos :)

Ciao, xx