All posts tagged: New Zealand

Things I love, love love

1) You guys.  This song is for you.  Listen closely at the 1:20 mark. Now that’s love! 2) Avalanche City. All of their songs are so fabulously adorable. I love this music video. Can you imagine the production meeting? “Let’s have penguins” Manager “Penguins are good” “Yeah, and polar bears!” Manager: “OK, penguins and polar bears…” “And pirates!” Manager “Pirates?” “Yeah, pirates! And a dirigible” Manager “sigh….” (this works best if you say it in a Lilo voices)

Friday Review: Bryan Gaskin Fabrics in Palmerston North

John Cleese famously dubbed Palmerston North the ‘suicide capitol of NZ’ and advised that a visit to the city would inspired anyone to be able to do the deed. If you are a fabric and textile enthusiast there are only two reasons that a visit to Palmy would only inspire you to end your existence.  You might do it if you were completely overcome with fabric fabulosity and couldn’t stand the wonderfulness anymore.  Or perhaps you might need to permanently alter your social standing if you spent so much money on fabric that you decide it would be easier to kill yourself than to face your significant other when they see the bills. One of the main reasons for all the fabric fabulousness in Palmy is Bryan Gaskin Fabrics, 402 Main Street, Palmerston North (just off The Square) The Good: BGF’s stocks…well…everything.  They focus on bridal and evening fabrics, so the selection of laces, beaded fabric, and silks of every variety is spectacular. Being bridal specialists, they have a lot of white, but their stock …

Kiwi-isms: Throwing a wobbly

I thought it would be fun to translate, and illustrate, some of my favourite kiwi-isms Throw a wobbly (also, Chuck a wobbly) 1. To have a meltdown, temper tantrum, hissy fit, etc. P.S. Don’t you love Toulmouche’s painting?  How he caught the delustred satin of the grey dress, the duchesse satin of the brides frock, the rust-coloured velvet (it’s an 1860s version of Maria Josepha’s dress!), and the apricot taffeta. My favourite is the littlest bridesmaid, who seems to be saying “whatever, have your wobbly, I’m just going to play dress up with your wreath”.  I suspect she is the bride’s little sister!