I'm not DEAD...just really really cold...

yes no posty posts at all, and with good reason, for i have got on a plane and traveled to america land, and in a few short days i shall be in the land of the beavers(Canada), where unfourtunatly there shall not be many pictures of my beautiful bicycle so i shall just take pictures of other beautiful things like garden knomes and snow angels and pickle jars...ok maybe not pickle jars. and also mr velvet said i must return famous, so im trying to think of something i can be famous for...any suggestions? I leave you all for a little while longer, with pictures of my last weekend with Mr Velvet and beloved stompface

xx Bicycle Pirate

Twirl for me like a little girl

Customized T, Skirt, spicy sugar. Shoes, Bardot.

There are days when all you want to do is spin around and dance with a tambourine. Today was one of those days. Luckily for me i found the perfect spinning skirt, although i do have vertigo which makes it hard for me to spin with out falling over getting extremely nauseous and breaking things, but i try.

You can't be me I'm a Rock Star

leatherette tights, Jamie Lee. T, shredded by moi.

Well here you are stompface, no i don't mid that you are a stalker at all, i am happy to have such a wonderful stalker, you are everything a stalker should be...and more. This is what i wore to watch some wonderful bands play the other day. Yes i have secret dreams of looking 'cool rock star chic'. I don't know if i will ever really achieve this, but i can try can i not? YES I CAN. These leather tights are possibly one of the best things that has ever happened to my wardrobe. Oh and i attempted the shredding home work, you cant really see it in these pic, but it turned out pretty well.

P.s. I need new hair.

Bicycle Porn

Gucci Bicycle

Is this not the single most beautiful thing in the world? The red one is amazing but i preffer the army green one with the chocolate saddle bags, i just couldn't find a big enough picture of it. I dont think i can be truly happy until it is mine.

Velvet Jnr

Skirt, Vintage leather. Top, Bettina Liano. Boots, Tony Bianco, Bike, Velvet Jnr

This morning i manged to commandeered Mr Velvets Bicycle, Velvet Jnr. I was in need of some mode of transport to take me from the velvety lair to my pirate ship at 6:30 in the morning and i chanced upon this fine creation. The ride was as smooth as its names sake, and i would love to keep Velvet Jnr locked away, but alas, i fear i would be made walk the plank of my own ship if i did any such thing.
I decided to have a little adventure however with Velvet Jnr whilst he was in my possestion. So me and new vintage skirt which was horribly long until i took pity on her and cut her short short short, well not too short, but short enough to transform the hidious unglyness into soemthing beautiful.
Lets all shout HOORAY for Velvet and leather HOORAY.

BackPack Love

Jeans, customized. Vest, Pirate Nate's Mums. BackPack, Vintage.

It is true, there is a new love in my life, is it a bird? is it a plane? No it's SUPERMAN...oh i mean its MR BACKPACK...yes, Mr Backpack was looking awfully lonely until i decided to take him home and make him my constant companion, since that glorious moment of discovery he has hardly left my back. The beauty of the backpack is that you forget you even have it on. Hand bags can be extremely aggravating when wore out dancing, but with a back pack you can dance your little heart out with out anything constantly falling off your arm. Backpacks are also the perfect companion for going on adventures, they just sit there on your back quietly holding all your goodies. I remember when the oversize totes came out and i thought to my self, i shall never carry anything else, but i was wrong, the backpack has captured my heart and put it in it's front left pocket.

Fish and Chips Saturdays

Shoes, Sportsgirl. Top and Skirt, Bicycle Pirate, Belt, Vintage

Is there anything more like summer than riding down to the fish and chips shop on a Saturday with your friends, and sitting in a park and scoffing them? NO. Well ok maybe there is now, that was pretty much how my childhood Saturdays were spend, oh the joys of being young and free.

Now i have to worry about things like the destruction of my neighbors pet poodle by and evil pensioner and the downfall of western civilization...

But never the less, i shall continue to ride the streets on sunny Saturdays looking for adventures...would you like to come?

Groupie

Groupie.
Noun Informal
1.a young person, esp. a teenage girl, who is an ardent admirer of rock musicians and may follow them on tour.




I am in love with these leather tights, yes IN LOVE, i bought them from a girl who makes them her self, they fit like a leatherette dream...
i am also in love with my feather headband, when i bought it it had all these ugly bead things dripping off it, but i took to it with my scissors and beauty sprung from it like a beautiful shoe on a half price sale....

Excuse me wind, but could you please stop for a while

Blazer, Dotti. Singlet, Bettina Liano. Bikinis, Bardot. Cut Offs, Vintage Billabong. Sandals, Therapy.

What a beautiful day for summer time.

It was such a glorious day today, so warm but with the hint of a breeze which is where the blazer comes in handy, who would have thought Mr Blazer and Mrs Cutoffs would make such a perfect pair, but they do and occationally make sweet passionate love and out pops a pair of gladiator sandals..is there anything more beautiful? i ask you, and you reply and say no, nothing FULL STOP

Stolen Love

Yes i look stunning i know, i was going for the 'riding home from Mr Velvets house in the morning wearing his clothes' look, i think i achieved it pretty well seeing as that was precisely what i was doing. I am in love with these jeans, they are mens ones but fit me wonderfully, and they are allready worn in so they are extra comfy. If you were wondering why i have not posted a postarama for over a week i will tell you why: because i have been enjoying all the sunshine in the north of western australia, yay hooray, judging from these pics i dont looks tanned at all just confused. But i am very tan after my little adventure, unfourtunaly there were no bicycles at my destinations, just surf boards and wet suits YIPEEEEEEEEEEE...

Well my head is tired from all this thinking, im not used to it, no no no. oh i went and saw ladytron last night with Mr Velvet and a certain pig of happiness, and it was wonderful.

P.s. i love commas yes its true i use them as frequently as possible. Three cheers for Commas Hip pip HOORAY Hip pip HOORAY Hip pip HOORAY.

and all the commas lived happily ever after. GOOD DAY SIR

Tales Of Spring Time....

Myself and Mr Stompface had a wonderful afternoon pretending we were 11 again...and jack and mary anne came with us on our wonderful adventure into the past...look at more delightful pictures at

Estranged Best Friends Club.

weekend wars of old and new

Thank you Theodore for cutting my head off, well done

Vintage leather jacket, top: to die for, shoes: sportsgirl, stockings: sportsgirl,

sorry it has been quite a few days since i have put any new pictures into this wonderful blogging kingdom. There are two reasons for this 1. i was kidnapped by Mr Velvet for the duration of the weekend. 2. My sisters theology lecturer (not really sure how he fits in but some blame must be passed onto him). Once upon a time there was a beautiful lacy free top who's dream was so find someone beautiful to wear her. so she set of on a journey, through many stores thinking hmmmm where would i find someone so amazing to wear me that doesn't want to pay $100 dollars for me....so she walked down Williams street and gasped as she saw a sign saying Designer Garage Sale, so she quietly maneuvered her self onto a clothing rack hidden between a hideous medieval style dress and a ridiculously sparkly jacket who thought she was fashionable just because she cost $300. meanwhile on the other side of the kingdom in a little op shop in a beautiful suburb, a lovely old leather jacket hung from a rack contemplating the good life she had had all the adventures on tour buses and trips on the back of motorbikes, all the times her and her wearer would get home late and be scolded by her over protective parents, and how she would spray perfume all over her to mask the smell of cigarette smoke... Mrs leather jacket was rudely awoken from this day dream as a young pirate came and grabbed her off the shelf, took her to the counter and then stuffed her into a plastic bag.... later that day ms lacy top had a similar experience, and found herself in a bag with Mrs leather jacket. they started to fight over who would be worn by the pirate, the pirate looked into to the bag and said....there is no need to fight, i will wear you both... and they all lived happily ever after The end

Pirates

leather jacket Cassette Society, Jeans Refuge, Boots shhhhh, Head scarf hmmm im not sure, facial expression Very Piratey

In honor on national 'talk like a pirate' day i dressed even more piratey than usual and Mary Anne and I went and plundered the streets...nobody was safe...

Spring? is that you...

Cut offs vinatage billabong (i cut them myself), Belt Vintage, Top Sports Girl

So look at those pictures of that Pirate in cut offs, it looks like its nice and warm out side, she must be having a nice time in all that sun...WRONG. I have fooled you all, it is not nice and warm as this photo suggests but raining and windy and cold, this is what i would be wearing if it was nice weather, somehow i tend to think if i wear coconut body oil and cut offs it wil magically turn into summer.

Now something happened to me last night on my way to my friends house that made what should have been a 10 minute car ride, into a 40 minute fiasco.

So i was driving down the freeway all happy, and then i look up and i see a man carrying a baby and i think to my self, you should never carry babies on the over pass cause what if you drop them, then i started thinking about how horrible it would be if he dropped the baby and it fell on my car, and then i was thinking about what if my car was at the right position so it causght the baby on the windscreen and didnt kill it, but then i had to think about how i would get the baby off the windscreen to save it while still driving cause if i stopped then it would roll off and die. so i got quite worked up, dont laugh this isnt funny. then i realised i had completly missed my turn off and so i had to turn off somewhere else then go back, so i did that and then started thinking about how cars are so dangerious and when you ride bikes you dont have to worry about killing babies they would just fall in your basket. then i took the wrong turn off again and had to go back the same way and turn around, so then i was finally on my way, but no my mind was in a daze and frazzled and i was thinking about how disracted i had gotten, when i passed the next turn off, then tried to go back, then realised i was lost then called my sister and told her to look up directions and then.....finally after 40 minutes i got there...

so there are two morals of the story,

1. dont walk your babies across overpasses

2. ride bicycles they are much safer for falling babies.

p.s sorry again for the bad photos, theodor eis sick and Sir Green bin wa sin a bad mood again, i promise they will be better next time

Dinner Party

Dress by Bicycle Pirate, Stockings Sports Girl, belt vinatge from the depths of my fathers wardrobe, boots my secret, wierd thing arounf my neck to keep me warm Dotti

Tonight Mary Anne and myself have been invited to a dinner party, we are very excited about this dinner party seeing as the 'dinner' part will consist of turkish bread and dips. I bought a selection of dips, and olives, mmmmmmm i love olives, they dont really taste good but at the same time they do, i think it is the after taste maybe. i bought pitted olives yes because who really wants to see others chewed on pips on the corner of your plate...not me, or Mary Anne. Unfourtunatly Mary Anne does not eat. She wishes she did because i also bought 70 % dark chocolate with raspberrys...delicious. Some may say, it is a little odd to take your bicycle to dinner parties and act as if she were your friend, or in jacks case boyfriend, to which i reply.

'Your a fool. Bicycles are far better companions than most, they don't bitch although sometimes when they are in a bad mood they chew your jeans and make thier chains come off so you have to get your fingers greasy. But that is usually due to not treating your bicycle with love. Bicycles get you where you need to go faster than your legs, imagine if in the future humans breed with bicycles to create a cenatur like combination, human waist up and bicycle bellow. Ok now theres something to ponder on whilst Marry Anne and i ride of on this cold wintery night when it should be a cool spring night...grrrrrrrrrrrr.

P.s. i am sorry for the teribble photos, the light just wasnt on theodores side, and Mr green bin was in a bad mood.

Sunny Days in Paradise...

Dress by Pani, Singlet by sportsgirl, bag my great grandmothers, shoes Blur

Today the weather is horrible, yes thats right, its cold, wimdy and raining, i want summer back, i think i am going to start a petition to get back sumer sooner, it is suppose to be spring but bambi has gone into hyberntion and the little birdies are shivering in their nests after hatching from their eggs thinking oh its spring im going to be nice and warm BUT NO winter came back and now those brids are goign to die, DID YOU THINK ABOUT THAT WINTER DID YOU THINK ABOUT THOSE POOR BIRDIES HUH DID YOU. no i didnt think so. well i was loking through my old photos reminicsing of sumer days when i came across this one, of my with glorious long hair and Nina and baby russh the puppy heading off on a sumer adventure to bottle up the sun and save it for a rainy day, which is today but someone has stolen the bottle, i shall use my skills of piracy and hunt them down then we shall have summer for ever more!! three cheers for knicker elastics, hip pip HOORAY, hip pip HOORAY hip pip HOORAY.

So enjoy this photo, cut out your head and out it over mine and pretent it is you on a summer time adventure, no it wont be creepy at all.

Jack and the cloudy day

Today is cloudy and me and jack decided to go on an adventure, so i put on my cloudy day out fit, and out we set, through the winding sreets of spring time suburbia, watching mother birds feeding their babies, and bambi learning to walk....ok so maybe i didn't really see bambi, but imagine the fun if i did. sometimes when noone is looking, jack flies....only sometimes.

Bonjour

T-shirt by Bicycle Pirate, Tights by sportsgirl, Bicycle (Jack) ,Photography by Theodore and sir green bin

It is safe to say as well as an obsession with bicycles, i am also obsessed with french mo's and sailors, yes sir, french saliors with curly mo's mmmmmmmm...delicious....

I am a pirate, a bicycle pirate

It is true i am a bicycle pirate. I was born on a the back of a tandem bicycle and it is on a bicycle i have stayed. i have had many wonderful bicycle friends through my life, Dove I, Dove II, Dove III, The Jubalee, The priannah, Clive who was possibly my greatest friend, Jack, Nina, and Mary Anne. I have been on wonderful adventures with all of them through forests, across oceans, through suburban mayhem, and through fields of daisies. So join Mary Anne, Jack, Theodore (my trusty camera), Mr green bin (my trusty tripod) and i, as we embark on and adventure full of beautiful fashion, photography, words and of course Mr Velvet...