The Yoghurt Phenomenon

Oh no. I just realised this post never posted! Don't trust the scheduled post!

So what's with the new sudden blogging like it's a random thing or something?  I'm getting really into my personal style (that doesn't mean I'm getting into myself as a person or whatever or anything.)  You see, up 'til now, I've been more into public style and commenting on what the general public or certain parts of the public such as Indies do.  And I would have opinions and I would voice them.  However, I would not consider myself as have being a bastion of my personal beliefs during that time.  Lol.  Jokes.  Must have ben the Tavi Gevinson effect on me.  I'm talking about how she went from being a trend connoisseur to being a trend creator.  I've really forgotten what I was trying to say.

So, anyway, I'm getting into the alternative and the mystic.  Oh wait, that's mystic with a 'k' like Mystik Spiral.  For a month maybe, I was really irritated with anything alternative.  But now I'm embracing it.  Kind of like the opposite of when I tried to be Indie (years before I started this blog and doubtlessly long before you even knew there was such a thing as Indie music, assuming you even knew about music labels anyway.)  Yeah, and then I totally went anti-Indie.  But then I just stopped being agro.  And then I loled.  Like, I developed greater depth and breadth in my humour.  But, like, now, I'm kind of ironic about existing, so it's all good.  I'm not trying to be random or anything, but I'm just letting my style be as random as their conception.

The other day my mother asked me why I was suddenly so confident about my appearance.  I tried to get her to understand, but I guess old folks these days just don't understand that something can be ironic because it isn't.  Why do adults have to be so imposing of the ideas?  Old fashioned things fail sometimes.  Like, hello!?  Did they not live through the fear-of-the-post-apocalyptic-phase phase?  So why can't they just take the future and the present a bit more lightly?  They must be so mainstream-ed out, I don't even wanna say.

So anyway, now I just feel comfortable with talking openly about myself on my blog.  I don't need to make any tricky allusions of anything.

So anyway, today my dreadlock turns one week.  This is a fact which not many people know about me.  I copied the method by the Danish youtuber Anna April. So, I'm going for this minimalist look by just having one dreadlock.  My mate Joanna and I are going for this new look called "Hippy doing the IB".  Which means that we are really cultured in global matters/affairs/phenomenons/stuff.  She linked me this brazilian psychedelic song from the sixties:

This kickstarted our new movement.  Ironically, we have to be into World Music.  Which I hate because alternative people like it.  Friends, Romans, countrymen...the wise words of Christian Lander:

WARNING:If you live near a white person who is into world music, start looking for a new place to live. They are literally days away from buying a new instrument. (p. 120 Whiter Shades of Pale)

Our new look is somewhat eclectic but also all about putting pieces together that challenge society's conventions.  The key idea is to successfully integrate hippy items and preppy items to form an outfit.  It's wild.  People these days are using the term "off the rails", so I'll use it, too.  But the look is not simply hippy and preppy mashed together, it's also intellectual in the fact that I'm striving to be an OXYMORON.

The theme of this post is "getting more cultured during the final quarter of 2012".  The theme of my life during the third quarter was watching all of the Daria episodes and wearing my limited edition Daria t-shirt.  Dude!  I still haven't watched the movies!  I suppose I'm saving them for a milestone event.  Anyway, I've talked about point one, which was my new passion for having personal, cultured style.

Point two is how on Halloween (totes pissed off I forgot to celebrate All Saints Day, which I think is MY PERSONAL day, seeing as I don't have a patron saint), which was on Wednesday, I went with some mates to my local cinema.  I couldn't even pause before saying that I consider it the most Indie in my "city".  Yeah.  And the room wasn't even half-packed.  And I forgot to present my student card, so I paid full-price.  And the one thing I hate more than not getting a bargain is paying extra.  Whatevs.  

We watched The Rocky Horror Picture Show.  Lol.  Probs one of the shittest films but I loved the cultural experience!  People were yelling out lines and rude things on cue and they were dressed up and had brought props.  So intense.  And then afterwards, these "old" couples were analysing the experience.   They'd probs been watching it every year since the senventies.  And they were saying how great it would be to see a full audience and who would get really into it.  And my mate Hannah and I were like "I didn't see you dancing along" but we didn't actually say that to them.  

So anyway, despite my fondness for the songs, I didn't find the jokes funny.  And I am suffering post-traumatic trauma from the portrayal of sex in that movie.  Believe it or not but I'm gonna be concise:  It's a film which can't be forgotten - I'm scarred for life.  Whatevs.  But speaking from the point of view of someone who would be commenting on a pop-culture icon,  I wouldn't recommend it to anyone who is immature.  And if you were to be mature, you wouldn't be watching that film.  But anyway, if you need someone to convince you to join the late-night Rocky Horror watcher cult, I'll again refer you to Christian Lander:

Under no circumstances should you ever accept an invitation to go see The Rocky Horror Picture Show. White people spend less time preparing for their SATs than for this movie.  (p. 183 ibid.)

ANYWAY...This is the part where I reveal my excitement at my big overseas trip which is coming up very soon.  I shall keep you in suspense by not revealing any further details.  I hope to blog at least once whilst away.  Here is a song, which features in two of the most teen icon movies Clueless and LOL, to sum up general Canberra Indie vibes a la moment: