My party

My birthday party didnt go as planned.. It started ok and then just kinda sucked. I dont want to go into it but nothing went as planned really and it was really bad. I dont have any photos from the night and Id rather not talk about it, some of my friends just let me down and I guess in the end I just realised how all we are is a group of outcasts thrust together and none of us even really like each other. I like a few people atm and thats it.

I did somewhat kinda make up for it that night the next day. I ended up going to the gig with the shitty indie bands with a friend from my past. I dressed to impress, Instead I just got started at quite alot, and it wasn't even that out there. But it was actually a good night, although the music wasn't brilliant. I am capable of dancing which is brilliant and I did for very long periods of time until I got all gross and sweaty and my lipstick smeared all over my face and my eyeliner ran... and it just wasn't a good look.

My 'crush' was there and I'm really a horrible judge of character. Im not going to slander, Im just going to say hes VERY different in the company of friends. So I've pretty much given up on the thought of dating, realistically I want a cute hipster boy with glasses who enjoys records, the smiths and writes poetry and wants to adventure all of the country and thrift with me. I have not seen anybody even close in this town, not surprising since we're all about 'the surf' and being 'fakely indie' and 'skating'. I honestly despise where I live so so so much. I wear a cute vintage floral dress and docs down the street and everyone looks at me like Im from mars? this clearly explains why nobody here interests me, or is interested in me. I just live in the wrong spot i guess. Honestly though small towns are the worst if you want to date people.

So Im not exactly in the greatest mood. I had a crappy pre birthday party and my birthday itself wasn't exactly the greatest. The only good thing was the gig night which is why Im not huddled in the bottom of wardrobe listening to coldplay seeking comfort in the fabrics. But somebody out there has to get how I feel right? I just dont fit in anywhere... not even with my friends. I just want to meet a cute boy and have cute friends and be cute and happy.

So this was my outfit for the gig, I have a thing for using tutus as petticoats underneath skirts of dresses for gigs and events where I dance as they make it look awesome when I twirl. 

Hair clip- Markets, Necklace- Thrifted, Dress- Thrifted, Cardi- Borrowed from mum, Tutu- (worn underneath) $2 shop, Pink Stockings- Bonds for Woolworth, Fishnets- Worn over (not visible because of lighting) Bras and things, Docs- Vintage shop. 

Jades daily rant- Slut shaming

ALRIGHTY.

ever been called a slut?  yep.

I think every woman at some point has been called a slut. Its just standard now, when you're mad at a girl, or you dislike a girl, or you just got dumped by a girl, or you're jealous of a girl. Or anything involving another woman. Isn't it ironic that slut shaming only happens to women? Its very rare that a man is questioned about his sexuality and sexual promiscuity, men are generally considered more superior the more women they sleep with.
So when I speak of slut shaming, I'm speaking of a situation where a women is called a slut for whatever reason, or physically mentally or emotionally abused under the pretenses of 'being a slut'.  When I talk about slut shaming, I'm talking about how slut shaming no matter what the situation is wrong.

Slut by definition is a woman who has many casual sexual partners. So what does this mean? well that the term 'slut' is frequently misused. Many women are called sluts without prior knowledge of their sex lives. In todays society many teenage girls are called sluts, purely for just having had sex or participating in sexual acts. Many women are called sluts for liking sex or masturbation. These are clear incorrect uses of the word. But the term slut is incorrect in itself and shows what a male dominated world we live in. Do you know any words like that referring to men? I don't.

Women shouldn't be singled out for whatever they decide to do in private and nor should a word with such a meaning be thrown around carelessly.

Girl on Girl hate has defiantly encouraged the use of the term, women aren't supportive of other women today and like to put other women down. This needs to change, calling a girl a slut just encourages the use of the word and makes it ok for men to call you it.

Rapists Rape, Women don't ask for Rape.

So is it acceptable to call a woman a slut based on what she wears, Is it ok for a woman to be raped based on what she wears? No. contrary to popular belief, Rapist are responsible for rape, women do not ask to be raped. Sure we can say all we want that its just common sense to not be drunk down an alley at night in a body con dress, but this just provides fuel to the stigma. Living with the belief just makes it ok, and it isnt. So a woman is not a slut because of what she wears. This would be like saying a woman is a prude for not having her cleavage out or liking tight clothes. Clothes are about personal style, creativity and taste, not about sexuality, wearing a tight top doesn't mean you like sex, and wearing baggy shapeless trousers doesn't mean you dont.
So a woman wearing tight clothes isn't asking for rape anymore than a woman wearing a burqa.

Slut Shaming isn't ok.
The first time I used the word slut to refer to another girl I was 10. The first time I was called a slut I was 10. Neither of these times were ok. There is never a time when It's ok. No matter what a woman is or isn't do is or isn't wearing slut shaming isn't ok. So keep your opinions of other women to yourself. Sex is a private thing and none of your god damn business.

Baby its hot outside, come inside its cool with me.

The weather is absolutely disgusting, one of the things I hate so much about living in Australia, Its so hot that every single inch of me is coated in sweat from just taking these photos, sure we have beaches? yeah that are covered with tourists. I'm not allowed to swim in the surf due to my recent operation aswell and I cant get sunburnt. So this summers gonna more horrible than the last. 

Due to the horrible climate I cant exactly wear alot of layers so I just went with a basic crop top skirt combo.  I love the top so much, Its actually from cotton on, but I found it in the lingerie section in an opshop. Its supposed to look like an old style bra which you cant really tell from the photos, but thats what makes this one of my favourite pieces. The rest of the outfit I just sort of chucked together to brave the heat.

So tomorrows my birthday get together which I've spent the last few days organizing, I haven't actually done anything with my friends for my birthday for two years (when I got my nose pierced and trampled around the town like a complete idiot), so i am really excited. We decided we all had to wear pe uniform to salute to the fact we never have to do it again. I would love to set fire to my pe uniform but getting arrested for setting a fire on public property on a complete fire ban wouldn't be the best way to become 16. I'm planning on taking many photos and some I will post here! I think I might go with a satanist style so it just backs up the bullshit rumours some idiot started about my group. I am actually really excited and happy I planned something because no one really did anything for their sweet sixteenth. 

I'm also planning on going to a gig on friday night with some friends from my group and meeting up with some girls I was friends with when I used to attend the local shitty catholic school. Its a compilation of 2 shit indie bands and I'm not really going for the music choice. I never really do attend anything music wise here for the music. unless theres a metal band playing which never happens because theres like 15 people here who like metal. FEEL MY PAIN! But I am going anyway because the drummers of both bands hate me for either criticizing their music or not dating them, and I'm one for hilarious awkward moments. Aswell as I can wear a killer outfit and hopefully the guy I'm crushing on atm will be there. 

So there should be quite a few outfit posts going up soon. Also I'm gonna do some more substantial pieces of subjects of interest. 

Love you all 

Jade xx 

Scarf- Thrifted (worn in hair), Earring- Gift from Izza, Necklace- Thrifted, Friendship bracelets- Gift from Jarvis, Crop top- Thrifted, Skirt- Thrifted, Shoes- Payless shoes, Backpack- Etsy.

My favourite bags

I've recently started collecting bags, mainly backpacks. This all began when Izza came to school with a seethrough daisy bag.

I was seriously jealous and all because it reminded me of my days back in primary school where i owned alot of see through things for no apparent reason. So it then became my mission to find the ultimate see through bag for my school bag for year 11 and 12, I spent many- a - days  googling when i stumbled apon this. 

This beautiful inflatable bubble backpack much like one of the 90s, I found it on etsy and it was the last one from the seller, I couldn't find anything quite like it anywhere else  and the little pockets with the shiny animals and stars won me over completely, It wasn't cheap, the bag ending up costing me almost $50 with postage but I was impressed with the postage time and I was gifted a free keychain and pony by the seller. I've been using this backpack nearly every day because its so adorable and looks good with almost everything I wear, Im sure it will end up featured in an Outfit post soon. Its also the same shade as Izza backpack and its see through so I feel like I've won the competition of coolest backpack. 

My wiggles backpack is another favourite as you may have seen in my recent outfit post, I haven't used it alot because its a bit too colourful to go with everything, It does give a certain flair to my band tee combos, I also love how it looks with red. I bought this bag from a Garage sale with a large abundance of childrens and babys things, it cost me $3 and it was really just an impulse buy. It really does remind me of an earlier post of Tavis involving a Thomas the tank engine backpack http://www.thestylerookie.com/2008/04/thomas-tank-engine-superman-and-lucy.html which is what made me think this one is really stylish and I can totally pull it off. 

This one i bought recently from a thrift shop, I'd seen it the last couple of times I'd been thrifting in the store but I hadn't thought to buy it until my backpack obsession started. It was 50 cents and in the childrens toy section, a weird place to put such a wonder, almost every thrift store in my town is extremely organised, not like the ones I've heard about in the US, so its rare to find something like this reasonably priced. I haven't actually used this backpack yet I've just admired it and thought of all the fun controversial things i could fill it with, like tampons and condoms. Pfft I'm not immature. But i am keen to try this one out, its kind of a capsule style bag and the pink would go well with some cute pastel colours, much like those in my Black milk bodysuit.

This bag was a gift from Izza and not normally something I would have picked for myself, but i absolutely adore it! I like how it resembles a tutu, as I absolutely adore tulle. It came filled with lots of fun things a typical Izza style present. I'm not sure whether or not I will use this bag but it is pretty to look at, I have some mary janes that Im adding black glitter to that might suit it perfectly. I think recieving a gorgeous bag like this which I wouldn't normally pick for myself has opened my mind to looking for the possibilities an item might have and since recieving this I've picked up things I wouldn't normally have and purchased them. I think it pays to learn from other people.

This bag is more my style and less extravagant than my other favourites but still something worth mentioning. I love satchel bags and with the recent death of my gorgeous vintage black satchel I needed something to replace it. I bought this from a Thrift store for $1.50 a few days after getting back from hospital, I'm not usually into coloured satchels and prefer brown and black but this is definitely my favourite satchel I've owned. Its sturdy and woven and the blue seems to go with most things I own. 

So at the moment I definitely have a thing for bags, since I was 8 year olds I've owned a handbag and never been spotted without one, I believed that owning a handbag would make me more grown up on some level and it just kinda stuck, so I own a massive collection of Bags, I've lost count to be honest. I like how you can hold so much crap inside a bag, lip gloss, chap stick, my entire lipstick collection, sunglasses, wallet, phone, ipod, childrens toys etc.. 

So like me I hope you enjoy bags and my favourite bags collection may have inspired you for future purchases. 

Jade xx 

Red and Blue, A superheroes hue.

Well hello lovely people! Today is the 2nd day of the official holidays for my school so I am actually able to see my friends instead of spending every waking day huddled in my room obsessively doing craft and diy, I was beginning to turn into a hermit. But the bonuses to a creepy horror movie-esc style diy addiction are rewarding as I now have a massive collection of awesome personalised clothes. This jacket I started before I went into hospital and I really dont think it can hold much more so I guess that makes it finished. I just glued bedazzles from the Reject Shop all over it and made badges out of toys and flowers using fabric and saftety pins, then I added One direction badges not because i particularly like 1D but because they're kind of the most adorable twinks I've ever seen. 

The rest of my outfit I based on Red and Blue, the theme of Mermaidens 50s barbie makeup look. 

I can't say alot has been going on in my life of late so I dont really have alot of inspiring anecdotes for you. I am almost officially 16! My birthday is the 21st so next week.  I can't say I really want to go do anything exciting, my hermit lifestyle is growing on me, but one of my friends is an avid rookie reader like me and she wants 'my sweet sixteenth' to be like Tavis. I was just thinking of eating cake at the cemetary and using a ouija board to call some spirits or something.. not traditional, i know but hey i hate parties.  In my entire life I have been to one party and 3 so called parties, so I dont think I exactly have the skills to be throwing one, aswell as i dont really drink and my generation dont tend to go to get togethers unless they can get plastered. 

So if i dont end up doing anything for my birthday I might just stay in my room watching Molly Ringwald movies and listening to records. I'm exciting, right? 

Hair clip- Markets, Earring- Gift from Izza, All seeing eye necklace- Jay Jays, Jacket- Garage sale (DIYed by me), Iron Maiden Shirt- Cream, Belt- Thrifted, Skirt- Thrifted, Petticoat (worn underneath- Thrifted, Stockings- Bonds for Woolworths, Docs- Vintage shop.

Shawtys like a melody in my head.

About 3 weeks ago i had a spinal fusion in Sydney, So I havent really been  up to doing an outfit post for a while, or if have my outfit hasnt been that great. Today I went thrifting with my Dad who is one of my biggest fans and reads my blog quite alot. HEY DAD! I was looking for photo frames for my ongoing room update which I've been working on for 6 months... its a tough task and its taking longer than I expected but Its been worth it so far so im continuing it. I picked up some sweet buys that weren't photo frames... because of course i couldnt just leave them there! Ill do a December favourites post soon so you can see them. 

So other than spending alot of time bed ridden, I've been doing alot of thrifting and diy and i have some amazing pieces, I'm making headbands for profit for a few local girls as I'm getting alot of good feedback from my recent headband diys. I'm also writing an article to submit to rookie, which I will feature here incase it doesnt get published. Its definantly a different world not going to school, I watch way too many early 2000 movies and spend alot of time lip syncing to Die Antwoord. 

Stay brilliant lovelies 

xx

Jade

My wiggles backpack, which is a band for little kids, they've been around since I was a little kid and I thought this bag was adorable.

My cranky selfie. i couldnt seem to take  anything without pulling this face. 

Hair clip- Markets, Detachable collar- made by me, Suicide Silence merch- Markets, High waisted shorts- Thrifted, Docs- Vintage shop, Wiggles backpack- Garage Sale.

The ending of forever- Memories

Recently, i read an article on rookie that a friend recommended. It was the editors letter by the one person i aspire to be like so much, Tavi Gevinson. Since I was 12 years old shes been everything ive wanted to be, and she writes beautifully.. i really wish i could be as great as her.

But thats besides the point, Tavi is almost finished high school, almost officially considered an adult, i cant understand what that must feel like as Im not even 16. But i still can appreciate what she feels. She talks about the ending of Forever, the concept of adolescence and feeling invincible and perfect and living in the moment. She elaborates on memories of her life and talks about her fears, you can find the article here.

So here is a bit about my forever, my feeling of losing forever even though i still have some forever left.
I do feel what Tavi describes sometimes, that feeling of complete perfection that this is the time, that this is the moment, Forever helps me get through my days at school, my days in life.
I havent felt it in a while, But thats ok i dont always need to feel it.
I havent had the perfect high school experience, But i have beautiful memories of perfect moments in my up and down life.

Taking a walk on the beach by myself on a lazy sunday afternoon, taking selfies and trying to take creative photos of the environment around the coastal colder sack my dad lived in, letting the water tickle my toes and rolling up my sopping wet jeans.

Playing dress ups in Clares down stairs bedroom pushing my pubescent body into clothes clearly too small for me and giggling as we all tried to look the 'hottest', slaughtering my face with eyeliner and taking such horrible and badly posed photos for the sake of sexy

The first time I saw Izza and everything that now means to me, the fact that she accepted me into her group and into her world and high school wouldnt have been the same without her.

Being hitting by a water balloon on year 12 muck up day as i sat on a boys lap, the feeling of being on a boys lap and being held around the waist by his strong arms, the hot feeling of embarrassment on my checks as my entire body is soaked by stagnant water.

Watching horror movies in Izzas Granny flat and dancing to the beatles on new years eve,

Running up the street singing i just had sex by lonely island the day i lost my virginity, falling asleep knowing id finally had sex with somebody and feeling like my life would be changed

Having my friends crowd around me as i suffered from my first piercing, and then spending the whole day in town pushing each other in an abandoned shopping trolley and sipping grappa out of an ice tea bottle at the park, while yelling obscene things at 13 year olds.

Slow dancing in an opshop with my first boyfriend as the old ladies clapped and spoke of how sweet
we looked together

Learning about the world of alternative music, through my conversations with Izza at lunch and on the bus.

Flirting with cute boys at the train station on work experience, feeling optimistic as i listened to ' the suffering by coheed and cambria' the soundtrack to my independence and my confidence.

Drawing various cartoons of our science teacher all over our books with Izza, wasting all of year 8 maths talking about bullshit and playing truth or dare under the table.

Trampling around the town trying to 'pick up boys' with an older friend.

The first time a p plater drove me home, listening to horrible techno music as everyone stared at us.

Throwing a stone into the ocean to signify forgetting a past love as i tried to mend a broken heart on a road trip with my mother.

Making out with a boy in his car near council property at night, feeling hot breath on my neck as he whispered sweet nothings and un did my pants.

Harassing an older boy with a stupid fringe and obsessively making jokes about him

Skinny Dipping with my friends at night, in a drunken state as we all saw what each other looked like naked in the moonlight, screaming as we got covered in glowing algae and speaking secrets and truths to each other that we all knew wouldnt happen if we were sober.

Making out to records with the first boy to appreciate them.

Using an Ouija board with Jess while Josh danced around in tights holding a pineapple

Driving down a freeway in the city with my mother, windows rolled down, radio on, telling her all the things we knew i wouldnt say if we were at home.

Smoking my first joint behind the garden shed, washing the smoke out of my hair and not understanding the hype about drugs

Eating a pastry in a bakery and planning my future with a friendly old man, realizing that i dont have alot of time left

I have alot of memories all that mean a different things to me, even sad memories like watching my mother drive off crying, wearing my school pants and a see through top, sitting on my dads driving way crying because i had acne and no friends and my parents had just split up and i was all alone in the world.
Running away from my boyfriends house on his birthday when i found out he was cheating on me, choking back tears and feeling the deep feeling of sickness in my stomach that only a boy could give to me.
Tying a noose on a beam on my house.

Alot of my favourite memories involve under age drinking, which i would rather not mention, but i think thats what makes them favourite, the nostalgic feel to it, the fact that it was forbidden and i felt dangerous doing it, realistically we never ever had much considering we were just taking sips.

Alot of my memories involve intimacy with guys, because i associate sex with maturity and growing up, because i associate sex with love and love means everything to me. My first kiss, the first time somebody told me they loved me are so pure and personal to me, these are the times i do feel in the moment and i do feel invincible.

Alot of my memories involve my current friends, who mean the world to me, who are eternally important to me.

No not all of these are feelings of forever, there are the times i was broken down and crushed by the world and the weight that it left on my shoulders, but these memories go hand in hand with my feelings of forever. My time is not over yet, my memories not finished being made, Im not the editor of one of the most popular alternative teen magazines with a huge international fan base, Im a strange bi sexual girl in a shitty country town, Im not normally very sentimental, I used to be once, but I think i hide it deep inside my tough introverted exterior, but I am sentimental about how i became who i am, without all of my memories and experiences, my forevers, i dont know if i would have been able to survive in this town.