I so stole this outfit from a dude!

It's a sad fact, but it might just be true. And yes, I'm wearing a skirt, but allow me to explain.

For years, I've been obsessing over finding the uncut version of a favourite childhood movie. Unless you're Russian, Romanian, or, weirdly, Norwegian you may not have heard of the masterpiece that is Rock'n'Roll Wolf.  It's a retelling of the fairytale about the wolf and the goats, with more singing and dancing.

The version they showed on Norwegian TV was heavily cut and re-edited, and I always wondered what was really supposed to happen. But thanks to Polina spending an hour on youtube with me, I've now watched the whole thing in sequence.

So anyway, last Friday I wore this outfit, and felt a bit like, "I've seen this look before somewhere." The grey tights, the animal pattern, the bright orange top... And then I realised - I stole it from one of the Grey Wolf's cronies - this guy, to be exact!

Here is a video, so the outfit can be admired in its full man-tights wearing glory. The lynx is on the far right-hand side, being astonished at the scale of Little Bad Wolf's brain damage. And ironically, this is one of my favourite outfits from the whole remix! As Crash from Crash And The Boys said: I am so sad, so very, very sad.

Dear Valentin Manokhin, I'm so sorry I stole your lynx outfit! Please feel free to come to London and tap-dance on my head as punishment!

So I met Grant Morrison yesterday...

And it was so. Damn. Awesome! I've been a huge fan of The Invisibles since I was a snotty teenager, so when I heard he was doing a signing at Forbidden Planet, I knew I had to go. The queue almost snaked around the back of the building, but I still stood there, for over two hours, weighed down by my bag containing all seven Invisibles volumes, a bottle of water and a banana.

Time was when the staff at Forbidden Planet were nice and friendly people, but times have obviously changed. They kept shouting at us as we queued that you were only allowed to have three items signed, and "one of them should ideally be Supergods" - no joke, that's an actual quote. Supergods is his new book, and it's a massive £20 hardback, so obviously that wasn't going to happen. 

Once it was my turn, I pretended I only wanted one book signed, but after chatting to Grant a bit (and he is the loveliest, most genuine person I have ever met), I asked him if he'd sign them all, and said it would mean so much to me if he could. "Of course," he said, "Just dig 'em out!" One of the queue trolls jumped in and started barking at me  - did I have any idea how long the queue was, and no, I couldn't possibly have more than four items signed. And then I turned to him, gave him my coldest stare and said, "I think that's for Mr. Morrison to decide, don't you?" 

To which Grant Morrison went, "Oooh!" in a rather approving sort of way. And then he said, "I will sign them all - because it's you, Gwen." And sign them he did, and we chatted some more, and it was just the most amazing thing ever. And I am one happy, happy bunny. 

Pared-down

Today was another studio day, and I was kind of worn out after yesterday's adventures (more on that later). So this was kind of a pared-down, easygoing sort of outfit for a low-energy sort of day.

Anyway, I saw the cutest thing in the world today. Spartacus, the studio cat, now knows me well enough that he comes running for a cuddle when he hears my voice - but today, he had something in his mouth.
It was a moth he'd caught, and it was dead - or so I thought. While I stroked him, he lay down and spat the thing out - and to my surprise, the moth stealthily tried to crawl away.

And Sparty stretched out one paw lazily, gently cupping his claws around the moth. Being petted while playing with his prey - he was in cat heaven. He ate the moth afterwards, too. Waste not, want not, right? The look on his face was wonderful - like a human who'd just baked the most successful pie of their life.  

Sweedish Flag

That's what I felt like when I wore this outfit. The frilly bits in the front also give me an idea of what it's like to be a man with a hairy chest.

It's sad when you're happy about the drop in temperature because that will let you wear a certain shirt - a shirt that's been on the 30-for-30 backburner, and that you've been fretting you wouldn't get to wear at all. Total pathetic sadness.

But now I've worn this outfit, the weather officially has my permission to get better. You hear that, clouds? Y'all can go on and part for me now!

Catalogical

I'll admit it straight up - I stole this outfit from the Anthro catalogue, via the Anthro sale. Well, I have different sandals, my belt is brown and my bag is a freebie from the studio in Stokie that smells slightly strange. But still, it's hardly original, is it.

Oh well, I can still live with myself, because I think this outfit looks pretty okay on me. (Also, it saves me tagging the items, yay!) Next time, I'll wear it with my hair down, but it was unbelievably hot, hence the possibly unflattering bun.

I wore this to visit two very lovely elderly gentlemen, who are brothers. The idea was that they'd be able to see me coming from a mile away - as I explained beforehand; "I will be wearing the pinkest skirt you have seen in your life." See, the skirt has practical applications!

Also dropping a curtsey is fun in a skirt like this. It makes me feel a bit like a Disney princess. I love the way it swirls around my legs when I walk, or when I <cough, cough> spin around in the hallway to make it billow. Until I get dizzy.

Green & Blue

Doesn't that sound like a brand of chocolate? Or is it just me being hungry and PMS'ing? Anyways, I reached the point in my remix when I looked at my closet in the morning and went, "I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR!" ...this was because I'd have to iron any of the skirts that weren't already in the wash before I could wear them. But then I remembered the Target dress.

I'd got used to thinking of this dress as a very bare canvas that would need to be prettified with coloured tights and lots of bling. But it turns out this thing looks pretty okay as a pared-down everyday-wear kind of dress.

As for the blue and turquoise thing, I added every accessory I could think of. Headscarf, earrings, necklace, ring... I even tried wearing my blue plimsolls with it, but maaan did that not look good. So brown sandals it was. Just as well I didn't have a can of blue spray paint stashed away somewhere, or who knows what I might have done.

Two days, one skirt

So I randomly wound up living in my brown skirt all weekend. I guess that's what remixing's all about, sniffing things and deciding they're clean enough to wear one more time before they go in the laundry basket. 

Outfit number one turned out to randomly match the building we live in, so of course I had to have my pictures take with it in the background. 

My hubby took these outfit pictures, while complaining about how much he hates taking my outfit pictures. Hence the total lack of a smile on my face. 

I wasn't as happy with my Sunday outfit, simply because it was too warm to wear the pink tights I'd been planning for it - so it looks kind of neither here nor there. 

That weird glow on my chest didn't help either. Oh well, at least I wore a cute belt with it...

Sigh

 Again, here was an outfit that got stuck inside our camera. It will go up. Someday. Hopefully someday soon. In the meantime: GRRR.