It's just jenga.

I'm not sure how appropriate this t-shirt was for playing a game of jenga (it's a little distracting to say the least).

... is it Jeremy Scott? I don't know. Here's another:

EDIT: sarahjane, whose blog Fashion Polaroid is full of luscious sartorial yum yums, tells me that the sex-tee is actually Ksubi. Oy vey, I should have known.

Get Yer Ya Yas Out

Another day, another intensely irritating rant from Fred Niles, and this time he hates breasts (kind of.) This comes at the worst possible time for me, as just today I was noticing the number of topless men walking along Glebe Point Rd, none of whom drew a second glance. Personally I would probably never feel comfortable going topless on the beach let alone on a sidewalk - but that in itself pisses me off.
The whole thing makes me think of Zia McCabe of the Dandy Warhols, who used to perform topless on stage:She later said in an interview:
'...all the guys in the mosh pit with their shirts off looked like they were having so much fun. It seemed natural once I made the transition to the stage that when I got all hot and sweaty and I was in the moment that I should take my clothes off. But it got turned around on me and people were asking if I was a feminist or exhibitionist. I didn’t have a motive! Then it just wasn’t fun anymore because it took so much more for me to get caught up in the moment.'

Maybe I'll take a leaf out of Siouxsie Sioux's book, and make baby steps towards full blown public indecency:

Or maybe I'll just buy this Urban Outfitter's T-shirt, which bears no relation to any social issue whatsoever.

sometimes i think i was born backwards

This is Kaya Scodelario who played Effy on Skins, and while this photo shoot is beautiful, I SO do not approve of the cigarette (she would have been 16 at the time). In fact, she may have just beaten out Taylor Momsen for the age-inappropriate styling award.

Break My Body

A story did the rounds a while back, about Stella McCartney designing a necklace with a leg pendant in order to piss off her then stepmother, the one-legged Heather Mills. However, I'm not convinced that the whole thing wasn't a bunch of hooey, given that I've never been able to find an actual photo of the said necklace.

Anyway, I'm using this bit of 'news' as an excuse to showcase several necklaces that have body-bits on them.

First up a leg necklace that actually does exist:

From Caja Jewelry

Next, this mustache I've been jonesing for ages (in my book mustaches count as a 'body bit'.)

From Little Angels Jewelry

And the pièce de résistance:

From Vivienne Westwood, of course.

Sasha Pivovarova looks like other people.

But don't mention it around her, or she'll stab you with one of her cheek bones. 

Shocking.

It was a pleasant surprise to discover that Dean's in Kings Cross is not only a place for hip drunks to putt putt, but also acts as venue for the display of modern art.

Meet Pandora and her creator/ pimp, Humpadick Pimpernipple III:

If you treat Pandora with the respect she deserves, tequila ejects from her mouth, and water from her lady-zone (I might have got the orifices mixed up, my bad.)

And should you fail to display adequate reverence for the wire woman (and note, this includes trying to engage with her in doggy-style intercourse), well...

You gonna get zapped, son.

I shit you not, she's fitted out to send a mild electric current into the fool who don't treat her right.

Party til you Puke

This guy and his friends shouted something about who the girl on his t-shirt was, but to me the face is a dead ringer for Andrew WK on the cover of his album I Get Wet (just minus the nose bleed, though that's nothing a Vodka Grenadine couldn't fix):

Lovecats

Could these Kings Cross felines be any more adorable? Meow.

2008 AFI Awards: Maeve Dermody

Maeve, to be honest I would have no knowledge of your existence were it not for the fact that my parents apparently knew yo mama, back in the day. Whenever there is mention of you in the papers they gather round and shriek 'It's Maeve! Maeve Dermody!'. Luckily you dress beautifully and I now I feel I can take part in the ritual. Maeve!

2008 AFI Awards: Kat Stewart

Perhaps this dress gets a little fussy with the different fabrics but the futuristic structure is awesome and definitely cool enough for the woman who made bogan gangsters loveable.

2008 AFI Awards: Emma Lung

Upon seeing these pictures of Emma Lung I was reminded of the girl in Singing in the Rain who, in a swoon of admiration for Lena Lamont, noted 'She's so refined. I think I'll kill myself'. Right now I totally know how that girl felt, and if Harper's Bazaar know what's good for them, they'll be a giving Emma a cover soon.