What wonderful friends I have. I have already talked about their brilliance but here is the proof:
There was more people than this, I promise.
I have to laugh about my last post too because there is chance that I might be heading to AKL next week for an interview with KW at her head office. At this stage I don't know what they have in mind but they seem to have some cogs and wheels spinning and apparently I have the right credentials. Fuck yes. I have no idea how PGG Wrightsons translates into Karen Walker but someone must be watching over me!
I must say that it was great timing too as they contacted me as I was heading back to work after what can only be described as a gut-wrenching conversation with Kristian about him moving back to Wellington in two weeks. Once again, I am documenting these daily things as I feel like there is a change in the air and I am hoping it's not just the spring daffodils or the stench of the Tegel chicken factory down the road getting to me...
Another year for Ms KW at NYFW. Can I say it? Predictable. I am a fan of her prints but she's lucky because she does athe same youthful prints (well, there or thereabouts) every year. Someone mentioned metallics would be making a come back too, I guess they were right.
Poor models can't see either. At least the colab with Beau Coops worked in their favour. Flats! Gooooooood!
ADORE these wee dotted sweaters but I would because I am fucking cute.
I tried on these clown pants last season. They wouldn't even work for Bozo. They definitely weren't working on my hips. Why would you buy something that made you look like you'd eaten even MORE cake when I am so desperately trying to hide that gave in to the temptation in the first place?!!!
Last night Saki, Alissa and Belz put on a beautiful mexican dinner for my upcoming quarter century milestone. What amazing people I have in my life and how blessed I am. The conversation took a bit of a turn into Serious St (somewhere in between screaming away to Britney and Christina classics!) that made me reflect how much has truly changed in the past decade.
Being back in Christchurch I often feel itchy for drastic change. A part of me is ashamed to be back here because I feel that it's a step back but I guess it's only geographically true, getting on the right career path (no matter how much I hate it) isn't something I should crucify myself over. All very easy to type on one pensive Sunday morning but I need to let it lie and be calm inside of me for now as nothing's about to change today or tomorrow and THAT'S OKAY. When I think about all the painful things gone down in the past ten years, it's proof that life certainly will move forward and I WILL see and do some of things I want to. So be calm Hannah, you psycho!
Something that has become quite apparent however is that some people are simply vexations to your spirit and if your friendship/relationship does not fill your soul with warmth and you do not gain strength from one another then there is no excuse for it continuing; even the length of that friendship is not reason enough if you have made an effort to amend whatever that keeps breaking it. Just as I have grown, they have too, and sometimes the negatives in their personality do not mix with the negatives in yours.
"Qui se resemble s'assemble"- You are who you surround yourself with. From today I will try to make that change.
xx
P.S. For purposes of keeping this a timeline, Kristian just got back from spending a week in Wellington auditioning for musical therapy and for two interviews which all appear to be likely options for him. I keep changing my mind on how I feel about this but it certainly has created a knot somewhere in the depths of stomach. When Paul heard about it this he offered some fatherly advice: "some things are bigger, stronger and more important that your career". Monu-fucking-mental. Guess this proves how much people can change in a short period of time!
