Wednesday, April 28, 2010

love is a many-splendored thing


love.

i love love.

and i should, because i'm in it. but that's not what this is about.

lately i've been thinking how truly wonderful it is. not to be in love, as such (although that is spectacularly grand) but just love. how it works. how it ignites. how it makes the world go 'round.

i don't have the data on this, but i reckon most people in this world, at some stage or another, get to experience love. wondrous, all-consuming love. many, in fact, get to experience it more than once.

and there are a lot of dickheads in the world.

but that's the beauty of it all. one women's dickhead is another woman's catch.

i am not trying to be funny about this. i really do think it's amazing how there's a right person - or perhaps a handful of right people depending on what you believe in - for everyone.

it'd be a pretty boring world if every single guy fell in love with miranda kerr and every gal was heads over heels for matthew mcconaughey. for starters, most people would lose out because they'd be married to each other. boo.

the fact is, there are women in this world who are: smarter than me, better looking than me, funnier than me, nicer than me blah blah blah. so why doesn't my boy go and find one of them?

because he's in love with me. and i'm in love with him. and that's how it works. and it's the best.

and we think our love is better than everyone else's. and everyone else in love thinks the same thing.

how wonderful.

don't you think?

Friday, April 23, 2010

cheesecakey oreo goodness

i like beautiful photos. they're often of beautiful girls with beautiful clothes and, i've noticed lately, there's often a slice of beautiful, strategically-placed sunlight.

speaking of slices, i like cake. and chocolate. and cookies. and ice cream. and anything that even resembles dessert.

here's a beautiful photo. of dessert.


ahh, yeh. i'm speechless too. lucky i have a keyboard.

when i saw this photo somewhere in the depth of the www, i followed the trail. i followed and followed until i discovered the recipe for these little gems comes to you courtesy of martha stewart.

being australian, all i really know about martha is oprah loves (maybe loved?) her and she used to be in jail. but anyone who combines oreos with cheesecake is okay by me.

so anyway, i made these - all under the guise of contributing to easter celebrations. here's how.

ingredients - makes 30
42 oreos - 30 left whole, 12 coarsely chopped
2 pounds cream cheese, room temperature
1 cup sugar
1 tsp vanilla extract
4 large eggs, room temperature, lightly beaten
1 cup sour cream
pinch of salt

method
1. preheat oven to 135 degrees celcius (275 degrees fahrenheit). line standard muffin tins with paper liners. place 1 whole cookie in the bottom of each lined cup.

2. with an electric mixer on medium high speed, beat cream cheese until smooth, scraping down sides of bowl as needed. gradually add sugar and beat until combined. beat in vanilla.

3. drizzle in eggs, a bit at a time, beating to combine and scraping down the sides of the bowl as needed. beat in sour cream and salt. stir in chopped cookies by hand.

4. divide batter evenly among cookie-lined cups, filling each almost to the top. bake, rotating pan halfway through, until filling is set, for about 22 minutes. transfer to wire racks to cool completely. refrigerate at least 4 hours (or up to overnight). remove from tins just before serving.

okay so firstly, freaking yum!!! but that was a given. this recipe did make more like 40 than 30 so next time i will definitely halve it. i also left them in the oven for more like 30 minutes. not sure if that made a diff.

ultimately, this was super easy and not too many fussy ingredients which i like. it has meant additional visits to the gyms but, totally worth it!

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

lisa needs braces...dental plan...lisa needs braces

my name's not lisa and i don't need braces. my name's kate and i want them.

mmm, actually i don't want braces.

i really, really, really, really don't want braces.

i want my teeth to miraculously become perfect overnight.

but since that's not going to happen, i oh-so-reluctantly 'want' braces.

i've wanted them for ages but have just never had the guts to take the leap. it's not only an expensive exercise but it's a little tough on my superficial side. see, i kinda don't want to look like this.


when you're in year eight and you have braces, i am sure it sucks. but at least half your friends are in the same boat. and your parents had to fork out the dosh.

it's a little harder to swallow at 29 years old.

but i think i have to do it. hating my smile has hugely negative ramifications. namely, ahhh, not wanting to smile.

not wanting to smile is a terrible way to feel because, in fact, i love smiling for what it represents. happiness, fun, laughter - all those great things.
but, in nine out of 10 photos, i look like this:

{i'm the brunny. the blonde? that's my wonderful, wonderful dre}

that is a calculated effort not to show my teeth. if my teeth are showing in a pic i'm probably drunk - although even then i tend to remember to keep my mouth shut.

it's pretty damn silly. but it's not something i've been able to shake and the fact is, there's a solution.

so, i've got to do it. i guess. do i? eh. i do. i think i do. it's just a matter of biting the bullet i suppose. and saving some cash.

watch this space.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

so, like, do you have a girlfriend? dot com

i work in the sports media industry. this means, for completely legitimate reasons, i often need to google football players' names. and every time i do - every. single. time - the same thing happens.

and it's fucking embarrassing.

go and try it. google 'rhyce shaw' as i've just done. google 'johnathan thurston' as i then did to see if my theory was right. try pretty much any other sportsman you can think of and i bet, nine times out of 10, the second google suggestion (or whatever they're called) is that players' name followed by the word girlfriend.

correct me if i am wrong, but doesn't that mean "name" plus "girlfriend" is the most popular search relating to said name in the WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD? no really, correct me if i'm wrong, because the following rant may be completely redundant.

so, instead of "cowboys", "north queensland", "halfback", "dally m", "bulldogs", "rugby league", "news", "pictures", etc etc etc, the most common thing people want to know is whether johnathan thurston (rhyce shaw, jarryd hayne, matt giteau, shane watson blah blah) has a girlfriend.

at this point i feel i must say thank you, skanks of the world, for your contribution to the continued degradation of women across the globe.

BUT WAIT!!! i found a silver lining.

i was a bit worried i had the whole drop-down meaning wrong so i saved this post as a draft and threw the question out to my twitter and facey buddies. not only did i confirm that yes, the drop-down options are popular searches, but i was directed to this hilarious site. auto complete me dot com, the home of pearlers such as:


go and have a look. while you're at it, laugh.

Monday, April 12, 2010

let's explore this world together

i haven't mentioned 100 layer cake before. it's been down there, to the right a little, on my blogroll, but i've not directed you to it. well, if you're anything like me, you should check it out. and by "like me", in this instance, i mean a lover of:
  • beautiful style
  • stunning photos
  • all things wedding
  • the look of love
i spend a little time there every couple of weeks. it warms my heart. here's a few more pretty 100lc pics for you, to make up for last monday's photo-less post.


Friday, April 9, 2010

stupid arse

i told you i still had my low moments.

currently suffering big time following the realisation that this ah-maze-ing outfit will never be mine.

sorry about the mini pic. tried to enlarge, but the quality went AWOL

firstly, i can't find it. seems odd that the front cover of the asos mag doesn't seem to be available to purchase. more likely, i am just a bit useless*.

secondly, and most importantly, i thought this was a to-die-for jacket and had decided i would own it at any cost. but, upon closer inspection, i think it's actually a dress.

i still love it.

adore it.

but i could never wear it.

sadness.

* can you be a 'bit useless'? probably not.

Monday, April 5, 2010

look...words!

disclaimer: camelshoes lives. and will continue to do so in the foreseeable future.

i've been copping it from a few angles lately. the whole 'more-writing-on-camelshoes-please' thing. and i get it. there's been more pictures than words here lately and really, i am a words girl so it is odd.

mmm, to explain...

i've been busy, sure. living in this city is very time consuming. between work, the commute and my commitment to the gym (which is hugely important to me, it has to be) i've found myself with less spare time than ever before. add to the mix a boyfriend who lives 30 minutes away and a handful of must-see friends and time is so very precious.

but, ultimately, i don't really think it's a time thing.

i'm not quite sure how to explain it. i guess, completely subconsciously, i've found myself trying to abide by a 'less talk, more action' mantra.

i think long-time readers would agree, some of my best writing (here) has been inspired by some pretty low times. from somewhere, somehow, i found the courage last year to start using camelshoes as an emotional outlet and i was gobsmacked by the result. i received amazing support and mostly positive, entirely constructive feedback. best of all, it really was free therapy for me.

i finally had a place to let go of my thoughts. thoughts which, when bottled up, had been soul-destroying. thoughts i had been incapable of sharing vocally.

i can not believe the progress i've made during the past 12 months.

because of this, though, i don't have anywhere near as many dark moments. instead, i am busy doing things which make me smile.

oh, what a massive wank; i hear you cry. yeh, i know. but fuck it because it's true and it's awesome.

i most certainly still have low times. i imagine, like most of us, i always will. but i guess i am getting better at shaking things off which means writing about it feels less like a release and more like unnecessary dwelling.

as for the good times, the great times, the fun times: i prefer to keep living them than stop and write about them. plus, read back through my archives and you'll find i've never been one for 'today i did this, yesterday i did that' type blog posts. mostly because i can't imagine who would care. sure, there are plenty of people who don't care about my hurdle-laden search for a psychologist or tears shed over ex-boyf. but there are also those who've benefited from relating to my tales of crazy and that means a lot to me.

so, where does this leave us? i guess i am not sure but what i can tell you is:

i have no intention of putting camelshoes to bed.

i also have every intention of improving the words to pictures ratio. i am a writer and have plenty to say whether i am suffering or not.

like me, this blog is in a constant state of development. i love the idea that camelshoes is, in so many ways, a tangible tracker of my personal growth.

i really hope, whether i am happy or sad, talkative or photo-friendly, you continue to read and enjoy camelshoes because the support of every single reader and follower means more to me than i could ever tell you.

ps: no pictures, only words to mark this eleventy-fourth edition of blogtography mondays. as bartholemew j would say; 'the ironing is delicious'.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

go forth and eat chocolate


- a very happy easter everyone -

- forget waistlines, diets, gyms, size-8 dreams -

- the guilt is exhausting and chocolate is happiness -

- my challenge is to learn to take my own advice -
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