Thursday, 27 January 2011

Something wicked this way comes...

I have just given my first performance as Malcolm in the Kinetic production of Macbeth - two more to go and I have to say, despite not being a "drama person" the buzz you get afterwards is unbelievable!
We are doing a slightly modernized, industrial version, where Macbeth is set in some sort of warehouse or old factory, we fight with broom handles and beat dustbins for rhythm, and the witches are "druggies." My costume (obviously forefront in my mind) is all black, with red braces and a red corset belt. And yes, I am playing the part of Malcolm, the King-to-be and lead soldier. In a corset belt...

In other news, I've been hit on by a twelve-year-old, and may or may not have indulged in some extra-activity in the interval of Macbeth, the repercussions of which I have a feeling I shall feel for quite some time.
Apologies for my lack of post of late, but it has been really difficult to access a computer (due to obvious reasons for busyness.)

Love, Peace and All things Shakespeare,

Saturday, 8 January 2011

What's on my mind this month, in pictures

This picture was taken by Scott Shulman, a.k.a. The Sartoralist. If you haven't seen his blog, DO IT NOW. It's a who's who to the best dressed in Europe. Anyway, I adore this picture. I love her dress, the fact that she's still using a notebook, but most of all I love her hair. I would desperately like to be ginger, and dyed my hair a chestnut last month.

I am participating in a production of Macbeth, playing the part of Malcolm, so if my posts are a bit sketchy and patchy then do forgive me, I am likely to be rehearsing or learning lines, as the first performance is on 19th January. Gulp.

These two represent how I feel in the New Year - kind of like I'm going somewhere else, but I'm not really sure where yet. I know that sounds awfully cheesy, but I can't think of a better way to put it. I don't buy into the whole "new year, new start, new me" business, but I do think this year will be quite different from the last one. Judging by this week alone, it will be.

I don't usually put anything too personal on here, lest someone untoward sees it, but this is something else that's been playing on my mind.

Tuesday, 4 January 2011

Little Vintage Lover Fair

I have been meaning to do this post for so long! In fact, I've been meaning to give my blog a little TLC for a while, actually. I just got around to updating to Chrome and the font now looks irritatingly shabby.
Aaanyway, as I have mentioned, I am a big big fan of vintage, and every so often I go with my friend to these little fairs that are on in and around Norfolk selling vintage goods. I say every so often - I've been to two, but they've been very good!
The first was probably the best - we went sometime towards the end of October, I think, and it was B.E.A.Utiful! It was very much out of the way, on a little farm in an old converted barn, but inside it was lovely and the atmosphere was just right - just enough people to reassure you you're not a weirdo for being there, but not too many so as that you don't feel special! I wish I'd had more money on me at the time, but I managed to buy a little wooden sign saying "Charleston" and a green 40s collared sweater that screams Land Army Girl. Well, to me anyway. Here is a sheepishly taken, slightly blurry phone camera photo from the event:

I promise you, it was beautiful. A very well-dressed gentleman in a 3-piece played old records on a grammophone and we drank Earl Grey in china cups. Blissful.

The second fair was in the very prestigious Blickling Hall. It was snowing that day, and it was absolutely freezing (especially as I decided wellies weren't necessary and I could make it in my brogues - I had to put them under the hand dryer in the Ladies to restore some feeling in them) but the hall looked simply stunning.

(This is, sadly, not my picture.)
The fair was lovely and I managed to buy some pearls and cream driving gloves for a friend's Christmas, a little something from this darling little stall for another. I, erm, also managed to buy a chunky knit, cream wool jumper for my self. Christmas - a time for giving...and receiving!

I'll just include this picture because
A) You can see my vintage jumper
B) I hope every reader had a beautiful, magical and delectable Christmas/New Year/Hannuka/Winterval in every way
C) It makes me smile so goddamn much.

Love, Peace and Festive Tidings,

PS: Expect posts on - Macbeth, New Years, Growing up, Gingers, Moving House, and Universities XXX