Erm, Hello.

December 8, 2009

Hello readers. If we still have any.

Although Bluebirds seems never to update any more, you can see what I’ve been spending my time on herehere and here.

In other news, I’m obsessed with this.

(Sc)arf (Sc)arf

November 11, 2009

Well, the post title’s filled our requisite laboured pun quota for the day. Well done to all those who entered the scarf competition. The winning photos are below. You know who you are. Your scarves are winging their little ways to you, in the post yes yes. Well, they will once we’ve emailed you asking for your address.

May we present:

Toby ‘being embarassed’
Happy Birthday Clí

Santa George
france 2009 007

Now. That’s that.

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Coat to Wear

October 30, 2009

Goodness me, it grows chilly, doesn’t it? Do you know where it wasn’t chilly? NEW YORK. A better post will advance happily forward when I’ve got my film developed but in the meantime, how are your respective necks? Feeling the wintersome air? Hmm. We can help.

Giles Deacon has made a dress for a rabbit. The Cadbury’s Caramel Bunny, to be precise. He’s also made some limited edition scarves for the same rabbit. (Why a rabbit would need clothing, is beyond us, but we’re always a fan of Animals Doing Human Things).

Here’s a picture of the scarf:
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It’s quite nice, isn’t it?

We have two of these to give away for free free free. If you want to enter the competition, please send an email to bluebirdsaresonatural@gmail.com with a picture of your favourite animal wearing human clothes. It can be a link to google images, or you could physically draw it if you’d rather. Either way, you want the scarf, you need to give us anthropomorphism.

Comp. closes this time next week i.e. 6th November 2009.

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BBASN

HELLO

October 6, 2009

Hello Blog. I am the worst co-blog owner ever. I AM SORRY. I have been doing so many manymany things, which you can read about here (which is almost as badly updated as poor old B.B.A.S.N).

Here is a quick recap though. Imagine it as a montage. That’s more fun. I moved to London and am now living with Layla and other lovely people. And I am freelancing manically. And I’m going to New York in a week’s time.

In other news, I am the worst-packing emigrant ever to leave the Island. It’s now October, and since I didn’t pack a coat, I now just layer jumpers like there’s no tomorrow. Great. But, yknow, I did bring two leotards. Which has got to count for something.

Right, well, that was suitably slapdash. Let’s pop up a youtube clip for the closer, and remember happier times, when this blog was updated more than once a month.

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AM to PM

August 12, 2009

This is a post I’ve been meaning to write for a while. Both us Bluebirds lead busy lives. Lives that involve going from one place, to another, and then another still. Last Friday, I went from work to dinner, to DJing. I needed a practical outfit for the office, but something that would see me through a night out. I needed, in short, to be living in Grazia.
I did not need to be wearing the below.

High heels? White tuxedo jacket? WTF?

Here’s the kicker, friends. It’s impossible to try and incorporate 3 separate outfits for 3 separate occasions into one. Something’s always going to look a bit off. So, which is more important? Looking well at work? Or looking slammin’ on the dancefloor? I think we all know the answer to that one. Either way, there are some tips I can give.

1. Make-up.
Obv you want your day to be as hassle free as possible. Obv again you don’t want to be lugging your make-up bag around for 24 hours. So, put it all on at the start. Go on. Unless you’re 12, there shouldn’t be too much glitter involved, and unless you’re 15, things should be light-ish on the eyeliner side. It’ll be fine. Honest. You’ll look a bit fancy for typing at a screen from 10-6 but whatevs. Haters gonna hate.

BRB making an Excel spreadsheet

2. Clothes.
Same as with make-up, you want this to be as hassle free as poss. However, unless you’re mad for classy trousers/sophis jacket combos for nightwear, this is going to be a little difficult. What you want is a cover-up. Again, bearing in mind that something is going to look a bit off, either whack a jumper on on top of your dress, or a skirt on over a shorter shorts/skirt/dress. Fine. Grand. As regards shoes, you’re going to have to bite the bullet. Decide: can you do the whole day/night in heels? If so, fair play. If not, grab some flats.

Maybe too many layers, alas.

3. Bag
This is going to be difficult. So far, your bag is going to need to carry your day to day stuff (bike lights, keys, bottle of water, purse, book), your stored-away cover-up for later on, and whatever excess make-up you brought. It’s also going to have to do for dancing with. So basically a shoulder strappy satchel thing should do the job. Obv. No need to go on.
Not Satchel Allen. Wrong Satchel.

4. The Alternative
Is to just bung everything you could possibly need into a canvas bag, including change of clothes, get changed in the toilets and dump the bag in the cloakroom. But Grazia never mention that option.

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Pro Nails

August 9, 2009

Did anybody know that there was a NATIONAL NAIL COMPETITION? No, nor did I. Now I do and I’m too excited to breathe. Very inconvenient.

The deadline is August 28th, and all info is here. Enough of that though, it gets better.

The top five categories are:
Everyday Extensions
Tip and Overlay with UV Gel and Liquid/Powder
Manicure
and and and and
PHOTOGRAPHIC NAILS.

The inspiration for the Photographic section is….Irish Myths and Legends.
So, I imagine something like the below, but on each nail, a figurine detailing a section of the saga of Deirdre of the Sorrows?

Competition is open to students and all. You’re not allowed steal my Deirdre of the Sorrows idea.

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Can’t Speak French #4

August 3, 2009

JLS. UK Number 1. One of their members would appear to be French, or, at least have a French-sounding name (holla! Ortise). But, can they speak French?

Before
‘Cause you’re the only
one i let in
Tell me how to stop
This Feeling
Spreading
I’m hoping somehow
That you know
Ooh Ooh

Let’s just get back together,
We should’ve never broke up
They’re telling me
That my heart won’t beat again
We should’ve stayed together
’cause when you left me it stopped
They’re telling me
That my heart won’t beat again

During
causez votre le seul un que j’ai laissé dedans
Dites-moi comment m’arrêter Ce sentiment
Propagation I’ m espérant de façon ou d’autre
Que vous savez
Ooh Ooh
Let’ s reviennent juste ensemble,
nous should’ve le jamais ne s’est vers le haut cassé
They’re me disant
Que mon coeur won’t battement de encore
nous should’ ve est resté ensemble
la cause quand vous me l’avez laissé a arrêté
They’re me disant Que mon coeur won’t battement de encore

After
‘ cause your only one that j’ left
Dites me inside how to stop This feeling
Propagation hoping for way or d’ other
Which you know
Ooh Ooh
Let’s return just together, us should the never to the top
They is broken
saying to me that my heart won’t beat of still
us should’ve remained ‘ together
the cause when you me left stopped
They’re saying to me That my heart won’t beat of still.

Well the sentiment remains, if nothing else.

The Verdict? JLS: Can Speak French.

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Country Grammar

July 26, 2009

After a delicious FBB (cheers M&S, and also Ams) I was only really good for an afternoon of light reading. So I bought the new i-D. Man was I disappointed.

Firstly, let me just preface this by saying;

1. As a magazine, I quite like i-D, and I buy it most months.
2. As a journalist myself, I understand how sometimes typos get the better of most people.

However, what follows is just embarassing.

Over the 162 pages, there were a mortifying amount of mistakes. I’m not just talking typos though, and though it’s tempting, I’ll not do a page-by-page roll call. Suffice to say that:
In the lead story alone (one on Lily Allen), they mix up ‘heirs’ and ‘airs’. That’s not forgetting the constant ‘lets’ vs ‘let’s’ and ‘its’ vs it’s’. Elsewhere, they misspell ‘arctic’ and in a spread on Stephen Dorff, get the colour of his eyes wrong. Despite there being 3 full-page photos of him and his green-not-blue-eyes preceding the write-up.


‘Aged 35, has eyes of blue’ Cheers i-D

Hmph. Looks like it’s back to Dazed for me, so.

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Remember these guys? Well, they’re at it again. Tonight, in the same space, they’re putting on an exhibition. You should go. It’d be good. Bit of culture. Get out and meet some people like. Yeah. I think so too. See you there? Meet you at the Luas?

Here’s the relevant info:
An exhibition of the new collection by Spanish artist David Agenjo will take place from 23rd July-28th July in Smithfield, Dublin. This exciting new work will be showcased in an unused retail space which has been converted into a pop up gallery.

Agenjo is an artist and graphic designer born and raised in Madrid. In 2007, he moved to Dublin, and the magnitude of that change in his life inspired the creation of his latest collection.

Up & Down in Town collects urban landscapes which show the city from the artist’s perspective. Agenjo’s purpose goes further than a simple representation of images in attempting to reveal the city’s spirit, energy and mood. Agenjo uses a figurative style to expose the emotion of the city’s reality.

“Colour is my delight, I always try to bring out its very best potential working on its’ qualities of light and look for the best combination possible from it. Without a doubt my main objective has been to find that atmosphere which from my point of view makes Dublin unique.”

In addition to Agenjo’s representation of the city, he will also show through five self portraits, a more intimate work, communicating without words a frustration and impotence resulting from the language barrier.

We’re big eurovision fans, round BBASN way.
Does anybody remember this O-town-esque gem, below, from 2002? It even has its own wikipedia page:
“Northern Girl” is a song by the band Prime Minister. It represented Russia in the Eurovision Song Contest 2002. The singers all wore identical white suits. The song was about a girl who appeared to have a heart of ice, but had stolen the heart of the singer.


ACE IS NOT THE WORD

Now, we have another eurostud (in name if in nothing else), the young Frankmusik , who has written another song about a girl. No word as of yet as to which materials constitute her heart.

Even though these two songs concern two different girls, they are basically the same thing. Maybe we could do a remix, or a ‘mash-up’.

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