St. Hallmark Day Annual Post 2017

Once again, St. Hallmark Day is almost upon us. This means it is time to assault your eyes with my traditional St. Hallmark post. The tradition began on Facebook – that keeper of all events and occasions – several years ago and continues to amuse me. So…

Y’all are my Valentine Victims! Mwa-hahahahaha!! Welcome to the Massacre!

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The 2017 edition of my annual mock-a-thon must include a nod to my Valentine.

Sweet Valentine person of mine

You jostle my molecules

and

Cause a kerfuffle in my bustle

Yay!

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Mood music:

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Fashion (Non)Sense

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Clothes (May) Make the (Wo)man.”

They do!

My clothes are my armour, my shield, my declaration and my war cry… err… when I’m not being a normal-ish, hausfrau-ish, Mum-ish person.

Define my personal style?

Punk, Goth, Boho, Indian, Rocker, though not necessarily in any order and often in combination with one another. Never at the same time though and never before the 24th of May. That would be gauche.

The downside of being a creative, artsy type who is not afraid to wear what they’ve always loved is that Society still clings to its rules, regulations, age and gender stereotypes and general stick-up-arse-ishness about individuality and expression.

What’s with that sidelong look and side of smirk?

No I will NOT stop wearing Doc Martens and Misfits tees simply because you were born and randomly discovered this stuff too… Sheesh… Some people’s kids. As if I’d tell my Mum she has to give up her Queen albums just because I heard them on a Top 40 show.

Don’t even get me started on piercings and tattoos.

I “play them game”, you bet I do. I’m a master at disguising my unique style under a Nursing uniform or a business suit and you’d be none the wiser. Yay! I’m subversive and I love it.  “Corporate Goth” is a boon to those of us who must resist The Borg. Let Freedom ring in all the closets across the land!

I pair my moccasins with suits and skull motifs with flowers. I’m more inclined to buy something with Johnny Ramone on it than Juicy Couture. No Tommy Hilfiger shall ever cross my doorstep.

What does my fashion sense make me?

Me!

🙂

St. Hallmark Day Annual Post

Once again, St. Hallmark Day is almost upon us. This means it is time to assault your eyes with my traditional St. Hallmark post. The tradition began on Facebook – that keeper of all events and occasions – several years ago and continues to amuse me. So…

Y’all are my Valentine Victims! Mwa-hahahahaha!! Welcome to the Massacre!

~~~~~

I’ve thought this is a rather crass, tawdry, contrived and generally tasteless occasion from the time I was in my teens and even during the years that I had the best Valentine on the planet. For you that like it, do carry on. For those that don’t, sing along with me or mock. Mocking is a highly underrated skill and therapeutic tool ;-).

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Epistle of Undying Affection:

Oh! My baby makes me feel so fine
My crabby but sweet little porcupine
Lovin’ her, it hurts so good
Just like my Mama said it would
Her quills are tipped with Love Potion #9
My prickly and funny valentine
You know I ain’t never gonna leave her
Cause she’s my red and white hot-blooded
All tattooed and studded
Best Canadian Beaver!

~ kei

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Mood music:

Whatever happened to the beautiful boys of my flaming youth?

Shush now! It was a rhetorical question. 😉

Love Hurts

Oh! My baby makes me feel so fine
My crabby but sweet little porcupine
Lovin’ her, it hurts so good
Just like my Mama said it would
Her quills are tipped with Love Potion #9
My prickly and funny valentine
You know I ain’t never gonna leave her
Cause she’s my red and white hot-blooded
All tattooed and studded
Best Canadian Beaver!

Oh Canada…

canada flag photo: Canada1 canada1.gif

~ kei
8 August 2014