Hi! My name is Lektrogirl and I am a business woman, musician, DJ, internet artist and general new media puppet.
I LOVE THE INTERNET. I collect animated gifs of love hearts, I make web pages. I love food. I miss my Dad who is back home in Tasmania, which is where I used to be from. Now I am from London. Booyah!!!
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Friday, 19 February 2010
Today is a day I need to read the guide books again, check the bank balance and regroup before I step out into the lovely sunny morning it is here.
Yesterday I went to the Musée Dupuytren and saw all kinds of body parts in glass jars from the 1800's. Looking at the babies and two headed unborn puppies wasnt so bad, because the babies DID look like Cabbage Patch Kids. The wax mould of vaginas with clitorises that were baby penisese NBD. What I found hard to stomach were the slices of heart, brain etc etc because it looked like some of the weird offaly food you see round Paris which makes me feel sick in the same way. But after that - I don't feel so compulsed to see the museum of skin disease waxes which is probably more up my street.
The best thing I saw in Paris - and this was last time I was here - was the mineral museum at the whats-his-name and Marie Curié University.
Last night I was GUTTED to hear that I will miss the Fifi Chachnil shop opening in London on Saturday after Pippa sent me a text invitation. I will never forget the epic afternoon that Pippa and I spent looking for an elusive Fifi shop here in Paris and we were so fucking happy when we did. So thrilled in fact we bought A LOT.
Actually with that little dream over, I might check all my friends blogs to see what they are doing for a little inspiration.
Totally was weird. I had this moment in the fitting rooms. I couldn't stop looking at myself thinking "life is different now". I don't know if I am mental or sane. Either way it meant I was an hour late for meeting Paul at Top Of The Town. So I had to go find him at Wong Kei which always makes me cry in there after the shittiest night of my life some years ago with an Irish cunt called Kevin Sheridan. I made Paul leave his plate of puke behind and we went and had our old usuals at T.O.T.T. Me - Sweat and Sour Pork. Him - String Bean Szechuan Style with Pork. But I was late for everything today. I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date... I hope Dal forgives me.
So I tried on a lot of clothes today as well. I was in the Mui Mui section trying on knitwear with this puffy mohair sleeves. They made me look like I had arms like the Gorilla in the Cadbury's commercial. Really. So I went back to the area I was really interested in - the Lingerie. Unfortunately, Alex Tea must have got lost on the way cause he Facebooked me to say he was gonna meet me in Agent Provocateur at 3 to help me choose bra's but he didn't show. Gutted. In my deep greif, I ended up buying four new bra's.
Vampirella. I was talking with Manara the other day about one knocker being bigger than the other.
Frumpy. I really like awkward underwear. There is a bra in Fifi Chachnil in Paris that I am obsessed with that I have gone back to see twice now. Only it is hideously expensive cause it is made from silk. And usually by the time I get there I have spunked my money in the antique jewellery shop over the road.
Anyway - while shopping in Agent Provocateur for these two, the music that came on was WOULD YOU BELIEVE IT:
Joe Jackson: Steppin' Out FUCK WHAT AN UGLY MAN!!! Talk about ruin your vinegar stroke. but I this is the third time I have heard this song in a shop lately... A while ago it was this:
His hip rolling though is really bad... [check end of the post for more...]
Cutey. This one is DJ Venoms favourite, but I dedicate this one to the man in the bar who I think is cute but I'm not sure if he is gay or not. I'm glad that DJ Venom, my lifestyle coach did have words to say about my shopping tonight on AIM.
00:21:34: do you think i should take the blue bra [not pictured] back 00:22:13: i think you need blue pants to go with it 00:22:24: i never wear matching underwear 00:22:31: cheap ho 00:22:36: yeah i know 00:22:42: you'll never impress a guy like that 00:23:02: i often wear matching socks, pants and t-shirt 00:23:08: same pantone 00:23:18: the only other person i know who does that is a homo. but he is thebest dressed man i know 00:24:53: omg - XXCENSOREDXX* agrees with you about the matching knickers
* Would love to tell you but I can't. Here is what he said tho' online tonight.
00:24:02: my lifestyle coach, daniel lee, says i will never impress a guy if i dont wear knickers that match my bra. 00:24:05: is that true? 00:24:23: yeah 00:24:25: totally true 00:24:40: does it have to be the same set or can it colour co-ordinate. 00:24:48: same set 00:24:58: fuck me 00:25:13: that is gonna be a LOT 00:25:16: yep 00:27:09: do all girls match their underwear? 00:27:23: i mean i imagine rhiannan does 00:27:31: sorry that is a lezza i know 00:27:40: i mean the umbrella girl 00:27:57: yeah i think so 00:27:59: most do 00:28:09: o rly
Sadly, my obsession - that was started by Ramiro Elena - rests with bras alone. Not knickers. My other obsession is taking pictures up girls skirts.
Here is Jo, the new girl at work. Her photoshop skills are exception and she has an amazing eye for detail. Though the small hole in her tights might lead you to a different opinion of her. That and the chipped nail polish.
Finally: Keeping with the sexual vibe of this post - on to the Hip Rollin videos that are good. No no, they are AAMMAAZZINGGGG!!
Here is the cool video Pippa and I made on the most recent trip to Paris. Pippa and Max had a buying appointment at A.P.C. which was very cool to go and check out the A.P.C. headquarters there. Then on the adgenda, most desperately, was a visit to the Fifi Chachnil store. OMG we were too excited. Finally, an omlette mixte and a glass of rosé was totally required to calm down again.
I know you spent your lunch break telling Brains that you thought XXCENSOREDXX and XXCENSOREDXX were the best too good looking females from amongst my friends but I know you only did this cause you know Brains would rush back and tell me and try and make me jealous. I know you are trying to drive me crazy. I know you really love me, me, me.
You will be aroused to know that I spent the weekend in Paris with my dear friend Pippa Brooks having lezza sessions is super sensual lingerie dreamworld Fifi Chachnil trying on intimate apparel and frilly things.
Pippa and I both bought 2 bra's each. Here are mine:
And you will be thrilled to know that there is even video documentation that will be coming soon to the Shop at Maison B blog [although I suppose you will be coming sooner at the mere thought of Pippa and I in our smalls].