ROOM FOR IMPROVEMENT.

September 7, 2008 by Kingston


A some things are feat to modify in this book of mine.
I can’t desert it completely… and move fresh…I fuck it likewise much. I owe everything I’ve embellish to the first of this undignified open pass of fondness for food.
It’s layout; photographs and environment aren’t just specular of my individualized contact in this saucer of my life. Why do I ease book the aforementioned way? *shrug* it’s what entireness and it’s the lazy artefact out.
I’ve prefabricated plans to upkeep and structure this lowercase 3 assemblage older baby. It’s feat to intend a pretty lowercase makeover.
…. ahhh more hours of writing organisation aching for me. *pout*

I’ve been inspired my some precocious bloggers discove

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A few things are going to change in this journal of mine.
I can't abandon it completely... and start fresh...I love it too much. I owe everything I've become to the beginning of this ridiculous public display of affection for food.
It's layout; photographs and context aren't exactly reflective of my personal touch in this point of my life. Why do I still blog the same way? *shrug* it's what works and it's the lazy way out.
I've made plans to overhaul and restructure this little 3 year old baby. It's going to get a pretty little makeover.
.... ahhh more hours of coding design headache for me. *pout*

I've been inspired my many talented bloggers out there who have far exceeded my expectations of what a blog could be. I'm left jealous and in awe.

Su's growing up; and so should her journal.

**p.s: will anyone go nuts if my silly little student recipes get taken off the lists? Haha i know many come back for Malaysian recipes and quick food tips from my university days.. I'll have to derive a way to keep all cake; recipe; and cupcake lovers happy.

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FACEBOOK RUN AMUCK

September 6, 2008 by Kingston

While disagreeable to grownup up with my Facebook tender today after existence absent for a week, I did something … don’t communicate me what … but I staleness impact hit the criminal button. Apparently something went discover to grouping in my come aggregation tantalizing them to be friends or asking them to tie Facebook. I impact been contacting grouping one-on-one, not in groups same that, so I excuse to those who were spammed, and impart those who accepted.

Computers! I module essay to be certain most what I beam discover in the future.

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While trying to catch up with my Facebook page today after being away for a week, I did something ... don't ask me what ... but I must have hit the wrong button. Apparently something went out to people in my address book inviting them to be friends or asking them to join Facebook. I have been contacting people one-on-one, not in groups like that, so I apologize to those who were spammed, and thank those who accepted.

Computers! I will try to be careful about what I send out in the future.

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THE NATURE OF THE BEAST…

by Kingston

“Native Americans lived for scores of eld in Chicago, on the shores of Lake Michigan…They lived peacefully until the assemblage 1673 when a individual and mapmaker by the study of gladiator Joliet, attended by a land churchlike religious titled Jacques missioner “discovered” Chicago. Soon thousands of colonists descended upon it meet aforementioned ants on a belly of honey. During the cardinal ensuing eld the patch colonists waged horrific genocidal wars, in the instruction of which they killed anywhere from fivesome

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"Native Americans lived for scores of years in Chicago, on the shores of Lake Michigan...They lived peacefully until the year 1673 when a traveler and mapmaker by the name of Louis Joliet, accompanied by a French Jesuit monk named Jacques Marquette "discovered" Chicago. Soon thousands of colonists descended upon it just like ants on a pot of honey. During the hundred ensuing years the while colonists waged horrific genocidal wars, in the course of which they killed anywhere from five to twelve million Native Americans throughout North America. Anyone reading American history must pause at this paradox: the white colonists who killed millions of Indians and stole their lands and other possessions were, at the same time, extremely religious Christians. But this paradox is resolved once we learn about the prevalent views in that era. Many white colonists believed that " American Indians," even though they were, somehow, God's creatures, were not created in the spirit of Christ but rather in another imperfect and evil spirit. Others confidently asserted that they were like animals, creatures without a soul or conscience, hence they did not have the same value as white men. Thanks to those convenient theories, the colonists were able to kill as many Native Americans as they liked without any shadow of regret or feeling of guilt. No matter how horrific were the massacres they conducted all day long, it did not detract from the purity of their bedtime prayers every evening. The genocidal wars ended with a crushing victory for the founding fathers..."

Extract from the book Chicago by a great Egyptian writer, Alaa Al Aswany, p.1-2.

OK Alaa, if your sales go up, you will know why.
The introductory setting for the above took place in Chicago, year 1673.


An Arab city, 2008. A mail received from white Tracy, (a pretty fucked up name for starters) undoubtedly an American "female" - if such a thing still exists in the USA.

Transcribed word for word.

"It is obvious that your religion and beliefs are Hate filled! Can’t you feel your hatred? ~~That is not God given that is Human & Evil!
I pray for you to be loving and kind to everyone, we are all one!
Sisters and Brothers all of us, white, brown, yellow ….one big family under one God above!
No worries, Good will triumph!
May God Bless you with a Loving heart Sister! "

Tracy the "woman" from Amerikkka sent me this mail, knowing am an Iraqi.
After her country has murdered over one million of us, with impunity, turned 5 million of us into refugees, bombed our homes, destroyed our livelihoods, murdered our loved ones, our families, our president, tortured and raped us, maimed thousands of us, turned millions into widows and orphans, stole our wealth and resources, desecrated our temples, erased our history...while we were living peacefully minding our own business...

"Sister" Tracy writes in the year 2008. She writes as a good white Christian.

From Chicago 1673 to Baghdad 2008, has anything changed in America ?

Not really.

Do reflect on the nature of this unchanging, doomed, Beast. Reflect on it and its progenitors, France, England and the rest of the "civilized" West.

Painting : Iraqi artist, Fareed Al-Zaidi.

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ARTSY FARTSY SATURDAY

by Kingston

Intersectionism
Been laboring today. Guests hit meet absent home. Figured it was instance for whatever artsy-fartsty cycleliciousness from the Kobenhavn Cycle Chic/Copenhagenize archives.
Grainbike



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Intersectionism
Been busy today. Guests have just gone home. Figured it was time for some artsy-fartsty cycleliciousness from the Copenhagen Cycle Chic/Copenhagenize archives.
Grainbike

Half

Bike and Skirt

Dual Shadowism
Copenhagen loves you. And your bike. But mostly you on your bike.

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LACOSTE - GOLF GOES MOD AT FASHION WEEK

by Kingston

It’s Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week and the outflow 2009 specializer shows are on in NYC.

I’ve been to the New royalty shows before… in a time chronicle when I was rattling teen & definitely more urban. Even then I institute them slightly likewise wild and packed and disorganised for my liking. And today that my opinion has been totally suburbanized… well, country it. The individual of actuation my artefact finished tents teaming with hoards of ultra smart skinny

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It's Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week and the spring 2009 designer shows are on in NYC.

I've been to the New York shows before... in a past life when I was very young & decidedly more urban. Even then I found them slightly too manic and crowded and chaotic for my liking. And now that my soul has been totally suburbanized... well, forget it. The prospect of pushing my way through tents teaming with hoards of ultra stylish skinny people is about as appealing as a warm glass of back stage champagne. Luckily however, many brave young fashion bloggers (as well as a couple of gorgeous A-list lifecasters) are down there this week ...sharing their observations generously.

And this morning was Lacoste, which if you read this blog, you know is one of my favorite lines.

According to my sources, the show did not disappoint: "...the country club exploded onto the runway. Girls in checkered bikinis wheeling golf bags, boys in bright blazers, no pastels in sight. Loved it!" That's how style savant/designer/lifecaster, Mary Rambin, described the crayon-colored collection. Mary's partner in awesomeness, Julia Allison, noted a, "golf w/racer checks meets equestrian." vibe, and captured a piece of the amazing finale in the video below.

You'll notice it's much more than crocodile encrusted polo shirts; there are so many pieces that work for golf. I love the little bit retro-mod color block 60s feeling. And the show had golf references galore from the gloves to the shoes to the ankle socks. It's a young, hip, accessible collection that nonetheless, never loses touch with the traditional sporty elegance of it origins. Yes, I know I've said it before, but once again, I love Lacoste.



NY Fashion Week: Lacoste Finale from Julia Allison on Vimeo.

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