Chill Today…

Excuse the bruised up legs :-)

Cardigan- New Look

Belt& Jumpsuit- Primark

 

le shoes…wow how bow legged do I stand but anyhoo aren't they lovely? – Urban Outfitters

I got this last week from Miss Selfridges and I've never taken it off since…

but yeah just a chill day, I've started working and these days I'm sooo tired after work its unreal but yahh ansonsten ist alles gut!

Marion Cotillard by Mikael Jansson for Interview August 2010

This woman is simply stunning.

Laetitia Casta for Vogue Russia August 2010 by Matt Irwin

Lovely, she looks like a doll. Also the shoes in the last picture, me want!

Stacey Dash

 

This woman is in her mid-forties……

Makes me wonder….

So Cameroonian photographer Mario Epanya went all out in his campaign to make Vogue Africa a reality. Condé Nast(global publisher) said NO to an African license of VOGUE…apparantly no one  would buy Vogue Africa…..

I’m completely speechless, because the reasons as to why the whole project was crapped is bull…

It’s infuriating, as a young woman i love magazine and vogue is my monthly read. But do you know how frustrated i get when they are beauty spreads and I really like the look but it won’t suit me because I have dark skin??? Or there’s a hairstyle that i absolutely love but can’t recreate because i have kinky hair??? Do they know that the average black woman(in Britain) spends more than £5000 on her personal needs,  (obviously not everyone will be able to afford Vogue Africa in some parts of Africa- i get that) per year( I’m sure i spend more but then i have issues), surely A MAGAZINE that uplifts and appreciates black beauty would fly off the shelves. And who says that only black women/people will buy Vogue Africa. I would’ve replaced mu entire wallpaper with spreads from that magazine but ohh well their loss…….

But anyhoo here’s some would be covers or let’s say ‘what if covers’

               ME NO UNDERSTAND!

Strange Winds

July is proving to be a disorienting month (hence the hiatus from this blog). Issues and events tend to converge at once -- all of it is amplified this time by the rapid cycling between cooler climates and oppressive spells of heat.

I tend to get restless when thunderstorms hover on the horizon.

I've been locked into reassessing a number of points around me. The first half of 2010 slipped from me quickly and I've been complacent with it for the most part. But no, I am starting to rebel against that laziness and will take over the responsibilities I ought to.

One of those things just happens to be writing.

I love this blog. I love writing about queer issues and queer interests and celebrating women in general. The fact is, there are other projects I want to pursue as well -- projects based in a professional path and a possible career arc. With the precious free hours I have on weekday evenings, I want to start developing those projects.

Before I have anyone crying into keyboards or cursing my good name as a queer blogger, I want to state now: I am not abandoning the blog. No, no. I just need to reshuffle time which means I will most likely be posting less or crafting shorter blog posts.

Hey, but some Moffatt is better than none, am I right?

I found the inspiration to take back 2010 from the nearest and dearest. Ship Sharp and The Advocate have made impressive progress with their chosen fields and have landed job opportunities that rival all others. In typical fashion, I am a touch nervous as I am still working the same stagnant job I did last summer and see no release.

That is, unless I create that escape for myself.

Hence: dedication to the writing projects I deem "serious work." It's still fun and light and adventurous, but, as I stated earlier, it's more in line with the ol' career path and therefore needs more time for development.

*Sigh* Oh, to be an adult. And an artist at that.

Will definitely keep all updated on any/all progress on that front. I have quite a bit of work ahead of me and need to quit distracting myself with hours of anime. Shucks.

Church Conservative

For many people Sunday is  THE DAY to dress up because of church. this is what I was wearing last Sunday.

  

 

 

Blouse- Primark

Jacket – Primark

Jeans- New Look

Shoes- Primark

Bag- Ebay

Necklace,Ring, Pearlbands- Primark

Alek Wek Does Dutch Glamour

I Love the fact that she’s on the Cover!

Christina Hendricks Does LA Times magazine

Stunning, can’t wait for Mad Men Season 4 to start.

I Love This Bitch But She’s Evil…Olivia Palermo.

I absolutely love her! Main reason why I watch the City, but then I do want to slap her sometimes. She can be soo

Brandi took some pictures.

Dev Patel Does GQ UK

 

Claudia Schiffer As Frida Khalo For German Vogue

I think it was styles by Karl Lagerfeld nonetheless not feeling it.

Transmission from Toronto's Pride Weekend

PRIDE WEEKEND -- I am still recovering from this past weekend. It was a blur of rainbows, sweat, bass-laden music, and delicious Canadian queers and allies en masse. Church Street overflowed with couples, singles, and families of all varieties braving the fierce heat to bask in another glorious year of being out and damn proud.

2010 Pride is a memorable one for me, I admit. It marks the first time I have attended as an out woman which alters the entire landscape of the event. Even though I still have work ahead of me when it comes to integrating myself into the community, I know I can do it with the support of immediate family members and close friends at hand. Ah, revelations mingled with searing summer heat -- quite the way to usher in the season, I believe.

And, in usual Moffatt fashion, I turn to lists for the rundown:

Saturday, July 3/10

• Daytime hours: Not enough queer. In Toronto, Saturday Pride = Dyke March and all associated woman-centric events. Alas, I was without a companion to traverse the gorgeous grounds of the women-exclusive parties. Never fear, though -- much eye candy was to be had that night.
• Ship Sharp, The Advocate, and I dashed out to Toronto to see if we could catch the FREE Cyndi Lauper concert at Queen's Park. WHOA. What a line. The vendors were even fenced off to prevent a rush on the stage. The line circled all of Queen's Park. And no, that is not an exaggeration.
• Mad flurry of friend sightings from high school and beyond. Even encountered the one other queer girl from my year in secondary school -- it was fun to share one of those knowing glances with someone from the past.
• Headed over to Church Street with a mission in mind -- Ship Sharp was on-the-clock for work and scouting out some buff gentlemen for a popular CBC show. She and The Advocate scanned the crowd for biceps, I was distracted with the dense ratio of queer girls to all other groups in some areas. *Commence immature giggling at the wonder therein*
• Walked the length of Church Street, occasionally stopping for impromptu dance parties spilling out into the streets. Spotted a Japanese restaurant/bar I will need to hit up in the future.
• Marveled at the openness and excitement in all Pride revelers and the ease with which strangers can become fast friends. Ah, Pride -- it has such potential to bring out the best in us, even while it tends to encourage the unpredictable TNT (Totally Naked Toronto) men.

Sunday, July 4th/10

• MIZ MOFFATT ATTENDS HER FIRST MAIN PRIDE PARADE! ... She also wilted in the 35C weather. I even caved to wearing shorts. I have not worn shorts for about a decade prior to this past Sunday. It was serious.
• Gigantic step forward: Attended Pride with The Sister. And she was the one to suggest it. I even got to openly discuss Pride plans with the entire Moffatt clan. It was so surreal at times. Given the fact I came out to Lil' Brother and the parents last July/August, I found myself buzzing with such confidence and self-assurance.
• Also attended Pride with The Advocate! Again, I reeled with such excitement throughout this weekend. She is a proven Pride veteran and it was stunning to have her at my side for what would prove to be a landmark Pride weekend for me on numerous levels.
• ENTER: THE PARADE. Ah, the roar of the Dykes on Bikes is such a momentous start to a parade of this nature. Ha, and having the police encouraging the crowds to douse all officers on site with water to stave off the heat was a fun addition to the day. Such an about face from the destructive forces of last weekend's G8/G20 Summit -- the officers on duty carried rainbow flags, donned bright beaded necklaces, and were all a-glow with the energy of Pride. Serious, it is mind-blowing to witness.
• Found myself getting misty-eyed when PFLAG marched past. I imagine most queer kids experience that press of pride to see those parents walk past in full support of their children.
• Highlight: An EMS driver blaring the Spice Girls' "Stop" from his truck and tackling the pre-set dance moves as he drove. Brilliant.
• I quite appreciated the drag queen who dressed in royal regalia to honour Queen Elizabeth II's visit to Toronto (it coincided with the main Pride Parade). We joked about her being a "Queen among queens" for the weekend.
• No parade is complete without bagpipers. But queer bagpipers? Even more perfect.
• I also love the fact that two leaders of Canada's federal political parties manage to make appearances at Pride Toronto regularly. Jack Layton of the NDP donned a bright pink shirt and compiled an energetic, bright orange sea of dancers to celebrate. And, Elizabeth May of the Green Party rode her way through the parade on a rickshaw with a drag queen. God, I love Canada.
• The Sister, The Advocate, and I got to be all heroic-like for a girl who almost passed out in front of us. Like I said, the heat was raging that afternoon. The kids in front of us needed more water in them, methinks. Of course, The Sister came prepared with hand towels and tons of water while The Advocate knew where to douse the poor girl in order to cut the heat. We had a whole pocket of civilian medics leap in to help her out.
• After that point, the heat took hold and forced our group out of the parade lines. Serious, we were all flushed and exhausted after about an hour and a half of direct sun exposure. We relocated to a bit of shade on a side street, but the heat was unrelenting. We called it an early day to avoid passing out like that girl did in front of us.

***

EPIC. It's a shame we were forced from the street due to the intense sunlight. The UV index was a perfect 10 and sipping on hot water from plastic bottles was making the three of us a touch sickly. I also discovered The Sister must have been a camel in a past life -- she downed two and a half Gatorades and about three bottles of water in the couple of hours we were at the Parade. I had one bottle of water, The Advocate had two.

Intense.

All in all, I was pleased with the course the weekend took. Had the heat been cut in half, you best believe I would have been at those barricades until the Parade closed. I realize I still have quite a bit of work to go when it comes to developing connections within the community, but, sometimes, you just need to relax and let the clubbing beats take you in.

Dress to Kill Magazine

Something Straight Outta The 60’s…

 

Watched the Game with the Family and had a lovely barbecue in the garden…Fun Times!

Glasses-Camden Market

Necklace - Vintage

Ruffle Top-Amazing

Belt-New Look

Skirt- Last Year’s Primark

Shoes – New Look