I am an unabashed fan of the style selfie on Instagram. I know it’s not for everyone. I realise it can look like this ridiculously narcissistic and ultimately pointless thing to do BUT there is method in the madness. By contributing to the #OOTD (that’s outfit of the day) community you are part of a huge group of people who are excited about getting dressed each morning and it gives you access to some pretty serious (and realistic) style inspiration.
When I was about twelve years old my neighbour received a walkie-talkie set for her birthday. Not a kids set. A real set. It didn’t take my neighbour, my sister and I long to figure out that we could tune into the radio frequency truck drivers used. We often chatted to these men (and they were always men) and felt a girlish thrill in doing so. The men were polite and respectful, if somewhat bemused to find a trio of girls on their wave length. Very occasionally we would pick up a bad vibe and hurriedly turn the things off if we were concerned about where the conversation was going.
I remembered those walkie talkies the other day as I was playing with Twitter’s new app: Periscope. It’s a live video streaming app where people can comment as you are streaming. I think it has some great potential uses. Q & A sessions. Tutorials. Discovering exactly what sunset looks like in St Petersburg tonight. But it also rang alarm bells. Read more
This awesome vintage photograph was sourced from the State Library of Victoria’s digital image library.
I had been battling on with my iPhone 4s for a while. I remember when it was all shiny and new. One of the few 4s in captivity in Brisbane at the time. Ah, the perks of being in IT and friendly with our Telco rep. But gradually, over time, it faded and gradually crumbled. I mean that literally. This is how my phone looked in its last days: