A Romanian construction worker talking on the phone with his buddy (so much construction going on in my hood that I am bound to stumble across ‘manians everywhere) “Ok, so this is what you do. You say ok to what he says and do what you want.” – very famous saying back home by which everyone functions (zici ca el/ea si faci ca tine). Eveeryone… Dunno why really.
Retro Euro music – Sabrina Setlur Du liebst mich nicht
Posted in Uncategorized on July 21, 2008 by Illuminationridic
Posted in Uncategorized on July 21, 2008 by IlluminationArgh, sometimes wordpress frustrates me to no end, so there you go, double bill of Cloth London vintage trims and buttons. Yes, it’s the same photo.
Amazing(ly disgusting) retro dieting methods
Posted in Uncategorized with tags body image, crazy, old ads, worms on July 17, 2008 by IlluminationOh, modern media making us obsess over weight!!! It looks like we’ve been body nazis for ages. Seriously, tapeworms?! These people probably didn’t study proper biology in school, otherwise they’d regurgitate food just thinking about it. I mean, those things sometimes pop out of your mouth or nose like a periscope and check out the weather. (Thanks V for pic)
The trash and the ugly
Posted in Uncategorized with tags BBC3 shows, Snog Marry Avoid, trash tv on July 16, 2008 by IlluminationOn the tree of the Beeb, there’s one branch that swings the most rotten addictive fruits. BBC 3, a newish channel aimed at young audiences, has the most batshit crazy factual programming. I am not talking only about shows like “Am I normal?” or “Embrassing bodies” (aka ugly ‘ginas) or ‘Make my Body Younger.” I don’t watch those but from the previews and reviews I gathered they’re not really my thing when there’s “Porn: A family business” on Virgin at the same time every night. Or maybe my TV knows when I am watching and it just inserts this show. Maybe my TV set is like electrons, which change their behaviour from a particle to a wave when they are being watched. There’s no kinky stuff when I am not wacthing, but as soon as I turn it on, booof! Or there’s the possibility that all editors have lost thier mind and are commissioning trash left and right. Trash I can’t stop watching! So the Beeb had to give into this popular factual niche – aka what fairly stupid/horrid/weird/catastrophical/absolutely average people do and let themselves be filmed. Let’s take a doc broadcast a few nights ago about a beauty pageant mom from Britain who wants her 11- year old daugther to make it big at US pageants “Sasha:Beauty Queen at 11.” Not only does Jayne bleach Sasha’s hair, get her to put on make up and do her nails, making poor lass look like an underage Jordan, but she also pushes her to practise her cheerleading routines wherever, whenever. Even the dance teacher notes the girl is really not into it. But then when you see a close up of her pretty, albeit prematurely aged little face saying “I really want to be famous. I want to be on TV” when asked by the producers what she really wants, then it gets even more confusing. “I don’t know why. No clue.” Me neither, no clue. But when her mom mutters every two shots ” She’s going to be big. Look at her,” she sets her up for standards that the poor girl will have to aspire to, like any normal child who wants her parent’s approval. It seems to be all about the mostly female body and what we can do with it, how we can manipulate it to make it so-called “perfect.” My favorite show of this type on Beeb 3 “Snog Marry Avoid” (I’ve only seen it once, though) is where “Pod,” a machine takes some skanks off the street, pulls out their fake tan and extensions as they invariably all have and operates to “return them to their natural beauty data” not before subjecting them to a batch of public bashing. Captain Subtext says, Pod – no relationship with Ipod – makes them look like normal, pretty girls who don’t wear ducktape for bras when clubbing (true story). I am not sure how real the setup is, but the show checks on the girls after 3 months to see if they have returned to their old ways. Some of them do. “I can’t live without tan” says one. Darling, you fucking need tar to make yourself pretty. And possibly a neuron implant.
Cuban Fest on southern pastures
Posted in Uncategorized on June 29, 2008 by IlluminationLondon can be quite a sunny place, but it could never be confounded with Cuba. The two day fest held in Southwark Parkpacked a punch when a few thousand people showed up for chicken jerk, mojitos and caliente reggaeton. Despite the abysmal location – Canada Water is not the sexiest kitten in the litter – the crowds kept on coming in droves. By the time we had been badly burned by the sun, the lawn was packed and the line for tap beer was threatening to turn into a terminal trans-Atlantic arrivals queue.
Low points: people giving out fliers for some Christian tv channel, 2 pounds for a Cola Light, and the children poverty quiz.
High points: the music, the toilets, the chickeeeeeeen.


