I'd just like to wish everyone a wonderful Christmas...you all truly deserve it! Eat, drink and be merry! And be sure to watch all the fabulous classic Christmas films you can!
Love,
Niamhy x
Born In The Wrong Decade
Quite literally!
Saturday, 24 December 2011
Friday, 9 December 2011
If You Are What You Love And You Do What You Love...
I am literally in awe. I SAW THIS. I WAS THERE WHEN THIS WAS HAPPENING. Well...not in this particular location but I did see this happening right before my very eyes (I was at the barrier...how cool am I?!) just a little over three months ago. It is phenomenal, sensational, fantastical, all the positive words that have a similar structure to the previous ones stated!
These guys are so talented. Charlie, Tom, Urby, Michael, Fred (and Dr. Doug...you're still in the band in my little mind)-I am completely envious of your ability to make something so stunningly beautiful from a series of a few notes and such simple yet heartfelt lyrics. I am going to go hang my head in shame due to my atrocious composition that I must submit for my GCSE Music. But not before I listen to this BEYOND gorgeous song for the two millionth time. Ladies and gentlemen...GIVE A LITTLE LOVE!
These guys are so talented. Charlie, Tom, Urby, Michael, Fred (and Dr. Doug...you're still in the band in my little mind)-I am completely envious of your ability to make something so stunningly beautiful from a series of a few notes and such simple yet heartfelt lyrics. I am going to go hang my head in shame due to my atrocious composition that I must submit for my GCSE Music. But not before I listen to this BEYOND gorgeous song for the two millionth time. Ladies and gentlemen...GIVE A LITTLE LOVE!
Labels:
BEYOND TALENTED FOLKS,
Fangirling Moment,
I'm An Emotional Wreck,
Noah And The Whale,
Rambling Again,
True Beauty
Sunday, 16 October 2011
A Few Weekends In Outfits...That Title Doesn't Even Make Sense...I'm Awful At This...Seriously...
Over the past few weeks I've had the absolute pleasure of being able to have three of the most amazing experiences in my life. However, because I become completely inarticulate when attempting to describe said experiences, I decided it was probably best if I just posted photos of the outfits I wore. Obviously. That would just be an easy alternative, wouldn't it? So, without further ado, MY OUTFITS!
OUTFIT NUMBER 1!
The Overtones, 2nd October. Possibly the greatest night of my life so far. It'll probably be the last few hours I'll remember when the dementia's got me. And I can't even fathom the words to describe it. Ajdbchbajcbihabc. That is all.
*boredom
OUTFIT NUMBER 1!
The Overtones, 2nd October. Possibly the greatest night of my life so far. It'll probably be the last few hours I'll remember when the dementia's got me. And I can't even fathom the words to describe it. Ajdbchbajcbihabc. That is all.
Everything is basically from Topshop. Wait...yeah, everything. Something is going to become very clear as this article progresses...
OUTFIT NUMBER 2!
My Cousin Louis' Wedding, 7th October. It was 'The Nightmare Before Christmas' themed. And it was awesome. And I loved it. And it was also one of the best nights of my life. And there was dancing. LOTS AND LOTS OF DANCING!
Dress-Topshop (ahem...is it becoming any clearer now?)
Cardigan-Zara
Shoes-Irregular Choice
OUTFIT NUMBER 3!
Noah And The Whale, 9th October. The Overtones and Noah And The Whale are pretty much the only two modern bands that I fangirl over, so seeing the both of them in the matter of a week was really something. It was all standing (except for the old folks in the balconies) and I was the smallest person there and yes, a couple of times I did get trampled on...BUT IT WAS STILL A NIGHT OF AMAZING BRILLIANCE!
Please excuse the ugly wires in the corner. |
Jumper, shirt and Chelsea boots-Topshop
Shorts-H&M
My awesome earrings which you can't actually see but which totally need a mention-Urban Outfitters
OUTFIT NUMBER 4!
The Day Of Extreme Boredness*, 11th October. I don't even know what to do with my life. And all I want to do is go shopping. And eat blueberry muffins. And the world is so unfair. How long until Downton Abbey comes on my telly-box?!
Cardigan-Zara
Shirt and brogues-Topshop...
Skirt-River Island
So I'll just sit here for the rest of the day with a face on me that looks a little like this....
Shirt and brogues-Topshop...
Skirt-River Island
So I'll just sit here for the rest of the day with a face on me that looks a little like this....
....and firmly believe in the phrase that 'absence makes the heart grow fonder'. 'Cos I haven't seen my Sunday Staff Buddies in about three weeks.
Au revoir! Hold on a second...is anyone still reading this?!
PS-anyone guess what my favourite shop is? ;-P
Au revoir! Hold on a second...is anyone still reading this?!
PS-anyone guess what my favourite shop is? ;-P
*boredom
Monday, 10 October 2011
Five Reasons Why I Will Never Trust Peter Lorre's Character In A Movie Ever Again
*MAJOR SPOLIER ALERT!*
I have always considered Mr. Peter Lorre as the greatest character actor of all time. There is simply no denying it-THE MAN WAS FABULOUS! Whenever I noted his presence in a film, I always looked forward to his appearance, even if it was only for approximately ten minutes (I'm looking at you, Casablanca!). Okay, so maybe his characters never were the straightest rulers in the pencil case, but they were never entirely horrid-you always knew, deep down, they were alright fellows.
However, after watching one Lorre film (and said film will become known in a few lines time) I fear I may never be able to look at Peter the same way again. Behold, my five reasons why I will never trust Peter Lorre's character in a movie ever again!
1) Anyone who watches Fritz Lang's M and still thinks all Lorre's characters are sound guys seriously needs their sanity and morals thoroughly examined.
2) He peels oranges in the most peculiar way.
3) His voice changes with whichever language he is speaking. I know you may say this is stupid, but think about-you CAN recognise a voice even if the person who belongs to said voice is speaking a different language. But oh no, not with Peter-HIS IS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT! WHAT THE HECK?!
This is him speaking in M. Recognise that voice?! I THINK NOT!
4) His whistling is perfection. I can't trust someone with a perfect whistle.
5) Aren't these reason enough not to trust his characters?!
I'm not saying I don't like Peter Lorre-I still think he's one of the greatest actors ever ever ever...I'm just saying that I'll probably be having nightmares about him over the coming weeks and then after that I'll burst into tears every time he pops up in a film. That is all.
I have always considered Mr. Peter Lorre as the greatest character actor of all time. There is simply no denying it-THE MAN WAS FABULOUS! Whenever I noted his presence in a film, I always looked forward to his appearance, even if it was only for approximately ten minutes (I'm looking at you, Casablanca!). Okay, so maybe his characters never were the straightest rulers in the pencil case, but they were never entirely horrid-you always knew, deep down, they were alright fellows.
However, after watching one Lorre film (and said film will become known in a few lines time) I fear I may never be able to look at Peter the same way again. Behold, my five reasons why I will never trust Peter Lorre's character in a movie ever again!
1) Anyone who watches Fritz Lang's M and still thinks all Lorre's characters are sound guys seriously needs their sanity and morals thoroughly examined.
2) He peels oranges in the most peculiar way.
3) His voice changes with whichever language he is speaking. I know you may say this is stupid, but think about-you CAN recognise a voice even if the person who belongs to said voice is speaking a different language. But oh no, not with Peter-HIS IS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT! WHAT THE HECK?!
This is him speaking in M. Recognise that voice?! I THINK NOT!
4) His whistling is perfection. I can't trust someone with a perfect whistle.
5) Aren't these reason enough not to trust his characters?!
I'm not saying I don't like Peter Lorre-I still think he's one of the greatest actors ever ever ever...I'm just saying that I'll probably be having nightmares about him over the coming weeks and then after that I'll burst into tears every time he pops up in a film. That is all.
Sunday, 4 September 2011
BORN IN THE WRONG DECADE'S FIRST BLOGGIVERSARY (Is That How You Would Spell It?)!
HAPPY 1ST BIRTHDAY TO MY BLOGGY-WOG!
It actually lasted a year (even if I don't blog as often as I would like to)...you lovely people cannot possibly know how happy I am about this. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
I was hoping to write a longer post but my house has been absolutely manic today, so a proper post will follow and I must accept the award the lovely Miss Casey of Noir Girl passed on to me! A LOT OF STUFF IS PLANNED! IT ALL DEPENDS ON WHEN I ACTUALLY GET AROUND TO DOING IT!
So I shall leave you with Clara Bow eating a birthday cake. For Born In The Wrong Decade. Obviously. ;-P
It actually lasted a year (even if I don't blog as often as I would like to)...you lovely people cannot possibly know how happy I am about this. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
I was hoping to write a longer post but my house has been absolutely manic today, so a proper post will follow and I must accept the award the lovely Miss Casey of Noir Girl passed on to me! A LOT OF STUFF IS PLANNED! IT ALL DEPENDS ON WHEN I ACTUALLY GET AROUND TO DOING IT!
So I shall leave you with Clara Bow eating a birthday cake. For Born In The Wrong Decade. Obviously. ;-P
Labels:
Clara Bow,
Happy Birthday,
I Love My Bloggy Wog
Sunday, 28 August 2011
Quote Of The Day (and Happy Birthday, Donald O'Connor)!
Happy birthday to the ever-wonderful, brilliant, fantastic Mr. Donald O'Connor! And he always dazzles with that footwork!
'I'm not a good choreographer: I can't remember what I put down.'
Oh, Donald! Oh, you do make me laugh!
'I'm not a good choreographer: I can't remember what I put down.'
Oh, Donald! Oh, you do make me laugh!
Labels:
Donald O'Connor,
Happy Birthday,
Quote of the Day
Saturday, 9 July 2011
My New Growing Obsession...WITH EDITH PIAF!
I probably use the term 'fan-girl' too loosely. In actual fact, I'm a fan-girl of few things, but when I fan-girl I properly FAN-GIRL. AND I'M NOT ASHAMED TO SAY IT! Among my obsessions, as you can probably tell from my blog, are The (Ever-Lovely, Totally Awesome, Proud To Be A Toner) Overtones, The (Twistin'-N-Shoutin') Beatles, Bobby (I Dazzle You With That Footwork) Darin and Alfred (The Master Of Suspense) Hitchcock. I have no idea why I just put those little...I don't even know what they are...in the middle of my obsessions...it's probably because I'm completely Abby Normal (thank you for reminding me of that, Rosie!)...it's probably not.
(There are more wee obsessions of mine, but I cannot think of them at this particular moment of time.)
But I feel a new passion a-brewin'...and it cannot be stopped...it's rushing through my veins...I sing her songs everywhere I go...and I don't even know what half the words mean...my new object-of-fangirling is...EDITH PIAF!
Even just writing this post I'm singing 'Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien' under my breath, attempted vibrato and all! IT'S ADDICTIVE! Okay, so maybe I'm just making the sounds she's making most of the time (I'm not fluent in French...YET!), but I find her music so beautifully romantic and powerful. Maybe it's the language, maybe it's the music, maybe it's Edith's unique voice...I don't know, but whatever it is, it has completely got me hooked.
I leave you with my favourite Edith song (oh so very cliché, I know, but it's gotta be La Vie En Rose!), and assure you that you will no doubt be seeing more of Ms. Piaf on this blog in the future.
All together now! 'QUAND IL ME PREND DANS SES BRAS, IL ME PARLE TOUT BAS, JE VOIS LA VIE EN ROSE!' Sigh...
(I don't own this! Just to clear that up! ;-P)
PS-THE IRISH LEPRECHAUN IS BACK! AND (HOPEFULLY) TO STAY!
THE OVERTONES! |
THE BEATLES! |
BOBBY! |
ALFIE HITCH! |
But I feel a new passion a-brewin'...and it cannot be stopped...it's rushing through my veins...I sing her songs everywhere I go...and I don't even know what half the words mean...my new object-of-fangirling is...EDITH PIAF!
I need that mic in my life |
I leave you with my favourite Edith song (oh so very cliché, I know, but it's gotta be La Vie En Rose!), and assure you that you will no doubt be seeing more of Ms. Piaf on this blog in the future.
All together now! 'QUAND IL ME PREND DANS SES BRAS, IL ME PARLE TOUT BAS, JE VOIS LA VIE EN ROSE!' Sigh...
(I don't own this! Just to clear that up! ;-P)
PS-THE IRISH LEPRECHAUN IS BACK! AND (HOPEFULLY) TO STAY!
Labels:
Alfred Hitchcock,
Bobby Darin,
Edith Piaf,
Fangirling Moment,
I Plummet Into The Pits Of Insanity,
The Beatles,
The Overtones
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