Tuesday, 19 April 2011

Weekly thought bubble-take 2!

Outside my window...
the sun was shining again, preparing me for the oncoming summer.

I am thinking...
how quickly the time is going before I go away on my year adventure...it's a little scary!

I am looking forward to...
going back to being a camp counselor at Eisner camp for the summer. I had such an amazing time there last year, and it's going to be amazing to be back there.

Bunk 11

Me teaching a class



I appreciate...
my cousin and my friends. In the last two weeks, I have had such a great time with different people which leads me on to my next thought..




I am thankful for...
my cousin, Danielle. We've been hanging out a lot ever since I finished university and she's grown to be like a sister to me. It's going to be strange not being able to go across the road to hang out with her in a few weeks.



I am reading...
Sophie's World by Jostein Gaarder,  a story entwined with the history of philosophy. 


I love...
buying books from charity shops. I bought my current read and Brick Lane from a charity shop whilst waiting for my visa photos, all for £3.00! It's a great way to find popular reads for a good price whilst giving money to a good cause.

I am listening to...
an unsigned band called Bleech. I became interested in them about a month ago and managed to see them over the weekend at a local pub and they were pretty awesome.


I am going...
to see my friend's band Panic Dance in London on sunday. He mixes and writes his own tracks which have a ska-punk/hip-hop vibe. Another talented act that deserves more attention!



                                      

                                                  http://www.facebook.com/panicdance


A picture...

A photo from a favourite blog of mine, My Modern Met. The blog has galleries of different genres and photographers from across the world, revealing some beautiful images.
Dreamlike photography- Terra Kate

Monday, 21 March 2011

A weekly thought bubble

I'm going to try and keep my blog fresh with little updates and these little thought bubbles are the perfect thing to do so.


Outside my window...
the sun was shining today, and I could actually walk home from work without my coat on. I love it when you feel that fresh feeling in the air. Spring is finally upon us!

I am thankful for...
my cold gradually ebbing away. It's never nice to feel ill, especially when it's nice outside.

                                                  

 I am thinking...
about what jobs I should look for during my time in New Zealand...Llama farm is on top of my list so far. I'm also thinking about my next tattoo...they're too addictive!

Smile!

                                                
   What I am learning...
that although things sometime don't go to plan, it doesn't mean you can't have a good time. My cousin and I went up to London the other day to see a gig we didn't actually get to see, but we had such a good time going out for dinner that we didn't really mind.


I am reading...
Kazuo Ishigaro's Remains of the Day. I finished Never Let Me Go by the same author within a weekend and it was a story that I lost myself in. I love the feeling when books have that effect on you. I highly recommend it.

My current literature love

I love...
my Dad's homemade blackcurrent ice-cream. He's making good use of the ice-cream maker he got for his birthday.

a few plans for the week...
looking forward to seeing my lovely best friend from university, Laura on Friday who's venturing all the way from Birmingham to help me celebrate my getting older. Followed by a weekend of other birthday jolities with the family.
Despite the hair colour we are like peas in a Pod
I am hearing...
Bigger Than Us by White Lies. I find my music taste always weaves in and out of random bands and at the moment, I just happen to really like this song.





a particular image...
I always come across images that captures my attention or imagination so I thought I'd share them with you. This one is by Tony Katai.

                                                          
                                                                                                               



Tuesday, 1 March 2011

An Aladdins' cave of Vintage wonders....with tea.

Every so often, you inadvertently stumble across a gem of a place that creates that perhaps long forgotten feeling of discovering something new and knowing straight away that it’s pretty special.  This place, of which I talk of, I came across less than a year ago down a side street off Brick Lane, an urban hub well-known for its cluster of vintage shops and alternative fashion.  This place I’m talking in particular of is a small cafe.  This is a cafe that stands out against the same bleak coffee establishments that have slowly crept onto the corners on every street. This little bit of tea-heaven is called The Vintage Emporium and Tea Rooms.  


The Tea Rooms are just refreshingly unique. Before you even step through the door, the words ‘Welcome Home’ happily greet you, out-stretching its inviting hand to enter its delightfully warm bubble. There’s an overwhelming sense of comfort before you’ve even sat down on one of many eclectic array of chairs. The furniture is all mismatched which adds to the cafes charming feel.  A worn but obviously once much loved brown leather armchair,  a sofa which may well have been in your Nan’s house in the corner, and wooden chairs that haven’t thankfully come from IKEA but  perhaps a quaint country cottage. But it’s other distinctive points in the cafe that adds to its charisma. Old brown suitcases of vintage snap-lock style are piled up like Russian Dolls on the back wall, reminding me fondly of reading Enid Blyton stories of boarding schools such as Malory Towers. Old advertisements decorate nearly every inch of cafe, as well as books and magazine from a selection of eras available for the curious and playful amongst us. I don’t know about you but just the smell of an old book is for me, a small pleasure in life.  As an added touch, candles light the table that gives the cafe that finishing feel of affection and comfortable satisfaction that it promised from the outside.


There is quite a large selection of teas and drinks available, along with cakes that help you settle in on a rainy day full of gloom. A piece of homemade gusto heaven. The tea, brought to the table by the staff; one of whom resonates with a certain fictional pirate of the Caribbean, is put in a generous sized mug that invites you to stay for as long as you like. The cafe is also home to a dog, who wanders around the cafe greeting customers occasionally settling down on one of the many comfy armchairs. Even the dog gives an extra feel of cosiness to the atmosphere of the room!  The whole room is a clever use of blending vintage pieces to create a whole new concept in itself that is rarely seen around. A place sweeter than the sugar it provides.


Spot the dog.

Downstairs is another added surprise to this particular world of vintage delights. Any lover of vintage items and clothing will instantly fall in love with what befalls you in the Emporium. There are pieces of clothing ranging from the Victorian to the 60’s lovingly hung in the room. From top-hats to ladies shoes, wedding dresses, shirts and unfortunately, furs. I’m not a fan of fur. I understand that it used to a luxurious item of fashion, but when you look at the animals’ faces on the scarves they appear are so forlorn.  It’s as if they’ve acknowledged they’re now nothing more than a scarf.




Lovely vintage shoes

 But I would have loved to have stayed in that room for ages just looking at each piece, exclaiming ‘Can you believe it?! This is from the 20’s!’ That’s what I personally love about vintage clothing and items. The fact it was made and was part of a particular part of time like a souvenir from the past and it is now available to you to buy. I always imagine who could have once owned it, or where it came from.  Vintage for me is all about discovery. You don’t know when you’re next going to come across something that has a little mystery behind it that .

More ugly step sister than Cinderella.
But the whole space downstairs is covered from top to bottom in vintage delight. The delicate lace, the petite but glamorous shoes, the romantic detail on the wedding dresses that have adorned blushing brides from across all the eras; so many finds, so little time. I would have loved to have bought something but I fear I would find no use as all the pieces are so unique. They don’t belong in a cupboard or drawer, they’ve become something that needs to be admired and doted. I would like some T-bar and brogue shoes, but my giant modern size 6 feet wouldn’t even come close to fitting the lovely shoes in the Emporium unless I wanted to pay homage to an ugly step sister from Cinderella, deperately trying to squash the dainty shoe onto my foot. Sigh.



The whole place tugged at my vintage loving heart strings, and left me knowing that this had become a favourite escape of mine. Take a book, curl up in the soft leather armchair with the bottomless cup of tea. Admire each different artefact that has found a new loving place, making up the snug atmosphere the whole place projects. Everything about this place brings a sentiment of uniqueness, something that is definitely missing today. It’s a home away from home.

The Vintage Emporium
14 Bacon Street
Brick Lane, London.


Monday, 21 February 2011

My First LAN party

(This is a blog I wrote whilst on my internship with Custom PC magazine. Like I said, I'm open to new experiences!)


The whole concept of a LAN party was new to me up until three weeks ago and, to be honest, I always thought there was a bit of a stigma attached to them in terms of how geeky they are. When I told some of my friends what I was doing some scoffed and some didn't have a clue what one was, but most were just amused that I was even going to one.

I too was sceptical at first but, as I watched my cousin's boyfriend excitedly pack numerous bits of electronic equipment into the back of his car, I realised that there was more to a LAN party than I thought. I tried to go in with an open mind, even though I’ve never been a big gamer in the past. A few Wii games and Pokemon: Silver on the DS are the limits of my gaming credentials.

So, I was crammed into the back of a car next to a giant television, on my way to a LAN party where fifteen other people were already waiting to kick some serious butt. Then, before I knew it, I was immersed in a tense game of Call of Duty: Modern Warfare and was congratulating myself for finally shooting someone after four minutes of play. My joy was short lived, as a friend crept up and stabbed me in the back just seconds later – a tactic he used for the rest of the game. It was frustrating to die so quickly and regularly, but I was still hooked.

My First LAN Party
SSH! I'm hiding!

What I found particularly fun about LAN parties is the playful banter that happens between the players, whether it's threats of vengence or the congratulatory comments that follow an impressive kill. Having played in a smaller room away from the bigger crowd, hearing from afar the commotion the game caused was hilarious. Only after two hours of play did I start to flag, leaving others to battle on without me.

As a new player, I learned a few things from playing Call of Duty: Modern Warfare. Don't camp because you're just going to get shot before you realise what's happening. Don't panic. A bazooka always helps.

Occasionally I found myself involved in a team game, which put a huge amount of pressure on me considering that I spent most of my time either dead or hiding - which was met by the disapproving groans of my allies. Having me on their team was a hindrance to them, I think.

After a couple of hours of play, I decided to try something else. Super Smash Mario Bros on the Wii was a welcome break from the despair of dying for the umpteenth time. Again, it involved everyone at the party, with onlookers yelling support when players were pitched to go head to head. People get so involved in playing a game that on occasion it was quite funny to see a guy release a string of curse words at Princess Peach for “floating too bloody much and not doing as she's effin’ told!

My First LAN Party
I'm the one on the left

Just Dance on the Wii was next and provided a more energetic and fun way to get out of the game chair, but still gives you a chance to compete with each other. The only thing I didn't like about it was the remote didn't seem to pick up on my movements all that well, which made it even more frustrating than getting stabbed in COD. Either that or I'm a terrible dancer.

Even judging just on my limited experience LAN parties are a great way to get together with your friends and test out your game skills, or to build on them in my case. The key is that it’s not actually about the games themselves, but about getting together with friends to play in a fun and involving way. A party akin to a modern technological day tea party, though with a lot more swearing and junk food. Games are about socialising, whether it's through the headset or surrounded by others.

I didn’t have the abilities or the endurance of the others, but even I had a lot of fun and spent most of the weekend playing. I’d go as far to say that the only bad thing about it was the diet of pizza, crisps and fizzy drink, which left me buzzing like a five year old who’d OD’d on Smarties.

Still, despite the sugar-induced headaches, I still feel like I’ve been converted and only hope that, next time, I can kill more than six people in one game of Call of Duty.