34. Toe nails

So I really like a calico shoulder bag.
Not that I own one, I didnt say that.
Nor will I ever own one.
But I can like them sometimes.
This photo was a second too late, so we cant really see the detail of the artwork.
I was distracted by his girlfriends pedicure.
She had long pedicured toe nails.
L O N G.
Im not sure where you stand in the toe nail department.
But I am squarely positioned in the short and neat camp.
French Pedi if you must, but short and neat.
I think I threw up a little and snapped the pic a second too late (see what you made me do) and missed the detail of the Hare artwork.
It had a V cool hare painted on the side and it was a little spooky & a bit scary.
I liked it.

33. Metallicized

Where do I begin?
There was more to this bag than meets they eye:
I went to the opening of an exhibition at a gallery last week, champagne and small works in different media, some beautiful and some not so.
For the beautiful see www.lauracourtney.com
Some guy gave a speech about a donkey that went on and on and on, I guess it was not entirely about a donkey - but I tuned out pretty early on ... and I kept seeing this bag.
Its not anything especially special, except that the material is way cool.
I wanted to touch it, but that would have been creepy.
I think its leather and the finish is really good, I mean some metalics look cheap or plastic-y, but this was rich and lustrous and so futuristic.
Oh enough with the fucking donkey already, your shitting me and its hot in here.

32. Attention men

OK guys
Pay attention:
Simple and cool leather bag.
Note the lack of logos, use of simple colour ans styling and more importantly its not a Fitness First backpack (you will have read my views on those b4)

31. Phew

I wasn't back in the Eastern suburbs for 30 seconds before I snapped this one.
Phew ... thank God I live in the rich heartland of Paddington and not the GC (see below)
This was Summer savvy in heavy, camel / natural cow hide.
Chic, well styled, and individual.

30. Handbag hell

3 frigging days on the Gold Coast and all I got was this lousy out of focus photo of some tired old Jimmy Choo hobo.
Not even sure if it wasn't a HK knockoff, although the leather did look quite supple and I felt like Ive got to have something to show for 3 days in a casino.
Here goes, The Gold Coast is handbag hell.
First off they are all spit into 2 camps:
1) tourists
2) locals
Yeah its not rocket science to work that out, but there are 2 distinct tribes.
The touists are all carrying printed canvas totes, like someone made a rule about "ye must fling a poxy printed beach bag over your shoulder to have a good holiday"
Whats wrong with a little Marc Jacobs or even (if you get desperate) Kate Spade - they both do a more than adequate canvas knock about.
But oh no, our GC girls need a whole lotta cheap ass, brightly printed, throw up beach bag to tote their crap around in.
Next are the locals: Im not even going to make comment on this hot mess.
Oh what the hell .... I can spare one word.
Fake.