all i want this weekend ...

the emperor's new clothes

one feathered clutch by ferragammo

one pair of glitter encrusted loubotins

no clothes necessary

no one will notice

tuesday work nights in sydney

yesterday was Melbourne cupday..

LITERALLY the day everything comes to a shuddering standstill

suddenly all the phones in the entire office stopped ringing at quarter to 3pm

everyone had a glass of champers or a bottle (plus two stored under the desk for later) of beer in their hands

and a ticket with bizarre horse names in the other...

it didn't end after the races either, everyone hustled off to the bar for drinks...

most bizarre of all: everyone said hullo to each other

kookai year round

look what i found on the kookai website?please note © kookai 2007

why i would like a time machine...

have you ever said something that you wish you could take back???

every idiotic text message, voicemail, drunken dial, drunken text, drunken email, sober email (even worse)...

that sensation of utter stupidity

and then the dawning realisation that

"i shouldn't have done that"

ironically enough, the very first episode of sex & the city i then watched to console stupid self, evolved around the theme of

"are there times when women should just shut the f*** up?"

where were you 25 minutes ago?

i can't wait for the sheepish behaviour tomorrow

combined with pretending nothing happened...

soooo convincing

and how annoying, everything started with good intentions

surprise! i'm materialistic, who knew?!

there's nothing like retail therapy to cheer the downhearted...

even better, i like having people complement my choices..

so i made bad decisions in guys before

big deal

my shoes always looked great

so i'm only a trainee on probation to start,

big deal

i'm the new shoe queen in town

the shoes that finally had me officially labelled once and for all... brazillian made. they invented carnivale, and redefined waxing...they definitely know their shoes.

but with great power comes great responsibility.. so they say..

or am i just coming up with new excuses?

can you blame me???

the 'f' is soft in phlegm

it is so bad that i can hardly squint through my eyeballs. it's invisible but my face is swollen with glands nobody knew existed. i feel like a steve martin character in one of his novels. my favourite line :

"this is my husband. he's benign."

always start your day by thinking of a positive

also known as

self-help theory no.1

'recall a happy end to the last week in anticipation of the next week beginning'

spent saturday driving up and down sydney. ate fish and chips. and seafood basket. and ice cream. cooked dinner. watched videos. brilliant.

spent sunday doing laundry, shopping at old work. ate sushi train with B and his dad. went shirt hunting at David Jones sale. where B agreed to buy a pale pink Hardy Amies shirt with absolutely NO SIGN of RESISTANCE despite the fact it was any shade of pink. (this alone made my day)

washed the cars. went to the gym. i cooked carbonara and drank most of the white wine. also brilliant.

public holiday (question: if it is a Labour Day holiday, why is no one doing any labour?) ate late breakfast. people commented on B's shirt ("i scored last night" - i was judged). went to the gym. went to Balmoral beach. B tanned. I became less pale. dinner at the pub (beer and $7 steak). beer at B's uncles.

beer and steak = brilliant

long winded wednesdays

i think tian is feeling better. (am constantly checking her blog)
by better i mean less worser.
by worser i mean more than worse.
by worse i mean more than bad.
which is less than good.

i miss singapore.
and the separate classes for each area of english.
grammar. spelling. comprehension. composition.
those idiot exercises in my grammar books one had to fill out.
dutifully and tediously.
and ripping out the answer section and giving them to the teacher.
who asked me how to spell certain words.
which made me worry.
the person controlling our intake of the english language was asking her student how to spell it.
surely something had gone wrong.

lucky my dyslexia didn't kick in until i came to sydney.

Tian texted me about an earthquake. i had no idea. i need new clothes for work. i wish she was here. along with a Zara on every corner.

instead i have a sore throat to distract me (irritating), chronic nausea to keep me busy (uncomfortable) and lunch with B (pleasant) and evening classes (long winded) to get dressed for.

update

1. i got the job
2. dog has been vaccinated (again)
3. dog has been wormed (again)
4. i got my green p's (in my own sweet time)
5. dog has been walked
6. dog has new food
7. credit card is back to under the limit (by $7 but nevertheless)
8. i am organising my clothesz
9. whilst watching friends
10. whilst reading lecture notes (semester break - lucky someone reminded me)
11. and thinking about lunch

wearing zara striped puffy sleeves victoriana top, tucked into kookai linen furniture print shorts beige (they were white once) haviannas

i hope tian is having an okay day today xox

nothing is fair

tian's father passed away last week

i cried for her father

and then i cried for her

and then i cried that i couldn't go to her in singapore

i miss being a kid in primary school

we used to rollerskate in our short shorts and spectacles

eat ice cream at swenson's with her parents

her dad made fun of me

he misheard me when i said

my stomach is invisible

i said it was invincible

i'm glad she has del

nail-biting

...is bad for you (cuticles? anyone?)

so is waiting for reference checks to be completed...

THAT'S RIGHT! apparently slap-stick comedy and shaky hands in an interview is a winner..

now my old managers just need to confirm that yes, Dommynikki is a consistent clown, yes she does sound hilarious in interviews, yes she does tend to sound like a chipmunk over the phone, yes if you thought it was strange and eccentric - she is always like that etc etc

hurry up hurry up hurry up

i'm going to break the phone from constant checking...!!

and this is driving us insane:

B - have they called you yet?

D - *sob* NO!

B - why don't you call your boss?

D - NO!

B - ok

(lather rinse repeat)

mount annan

karen millen for heels

1. the heels are those fantastic pointy ones
2. some have red soles underneath ... like Christian Loubotins!! (diff shade of course, but it's better than painting the bottom red myself on my days off)
3. crappy synthetic ones from tony bianco (he hates women.. there is no other reason why his shoes are so painful.. or he is into s&m) are like 200 or 250 anyway... i would rather pay 400 ish... for leather and hawtness (my own kind of s&m)
4. they are technically european (england)
5. i like them they are my friends they say nice things to me heeeheehee (so does moet)

pick me pick me

oh for sobbing out loud..

let's hope they do hire me for my looks! i wanted the job so badly i can't remember a thing i said...i was so exhausted by the time i got to evening classes i couldn't even remember my own name. almost. i can't remember.

i promptly bought a juice ($4.95~~~! ughhhh) called "mensa"

still waiting on that juice to work..doubt it

2nds?

I have my second round interview tomorrow!

WISH ME LUCK!!!

ironic thought #1

meanwhile, my dog has graduated from puppy preschool..

the certificate is mocking me on the fridge

tomorrow pookie will be teaching me to sit, stay, study

but alas, it will be too late

i am too old and my knees don't bend the right way any longer

uni deadlines looming

oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh!!!

we're bringin sexyback OH!

GOING TO JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE'S WITH LEANNE

ps to the brats that buy up all the pre-sale tix and scalp them at 5x the price...if i know you i prob don't want to be friends with you anymore
it's ILLEGAL n RUDE
HHMMMMPH!

it isn't a polaroid of my new dress...

but i like it anyway...

persecution complex

to the person who made me feel
this tiny and this worthless
who are you to judge the decisions i've made
so what if i went my own way
just because it wasn't anyone else's way
doesn't make it of any less value

to the woman who thought it was a competition
i don't want to win your idiot prize
don't sabotage me behind my back
i wasn't going to snatch anything from you
you can take it and keep it

how dare you let me doubt and regret

i hope i never do what you do to people
the only thing i judge by the cover
is a book
and even then i'll still look at
what's on the inside

didn't your parents ever tell you to do that?

carrie-on-crazy

it has been a week since full moon, and yet the madness is still hanging in the air; like a stormcloud perhaps... more like a bad smell (wet dog) or a bad pimple (use toothpaste-mint and alcohol wipes)

why do people sabotage anything remotely resembling perfection?

at the risk of sounding all Carrie Bradshaw:

why does anything great have to be too good to be true?...

why can't women get no satisfaction???

c'est uncroyable~~!

i am the world's biggest wuss...

i talk the talk but no one will ever see me walk the walk

it has taken me until now to finally check my grades for last semester

1. i have already started fall semester
2. grades were released the 18th of july - it is now..well, august
3. i have since the exams turned a year older (so to speak..age is a state of mind however, and mine is 12)
4. people have given up asking me how did i do in the exams...
5. i had resigned myself to never knowing until the end of my degree..if the paper didn't show up then i'd figure i must have failed something somewhere
6. pookie had to lick my hand whilst i checked

after all of that,

i got credits!!!

am pathetic n proud

saturday night at the W

the cake that i could not get over...!

it's my birthday and i'll cry if i want to.....

almost more impressed about having a bf who thought of cake

than a workmate who used excessive amounts of work supplies
or a dog of our own to call what we pleased (pookie)
or a birthday croissant plus coffee

or dinner at my fave thai restaurant that was super exp and i will never be allowed to forget about (!)

i know i'm a spoilt princess...

it's certainly not my fault...

my birthday present

bnp_edited
Originally uploaded by Domminikki

his full name is pookie-numchucks

supposedly a cross between jack russell and shihtzu, but the vet scratched her head and looked confused...before coming up with,

"did the breeder mention multiple fathers???"

poor pookie, he has no known father, luckily he is not a human and we therefore won't need to worry about paying for years of therapy where he learns to talk only of himself and how much he hates his parents and learn to be okay with being angry...etc etc etc

my new karen millen shoes are nowhere near pookie

xox thank you B, you're lovely

the only cheerful couple walking around ikea..

ikeaday_edited
Originally uploaded by Domminikki

burgers chips photobooths 3x plastic-tubs 2x storageboxes 1x polkadot-tin gloriajeans-coffee

room still bomb site

DSC02721.JPG

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Originally uploaded by Awfuldollhead

this is tian's wardrobe....
i haven't the heart to take a photo of my wardrobes.....my entire room is a wardrobe...
...of unfolded clothes..peppered with magazine stacks, on the bed under the bed next to the bed...
EVEN AFTER A TRIP TO IKEA!! i ended up dragging b into the photo booth... i always wanted to do nonphotosticker booth-ing...
and i ended up buying children's plastic furniture instead of proper furniture my own size......
i have let's say, three days left to fold everything! oooohhhhh feeling the pressure!!!

the madness must stop this sat

i’m going to ikea this sat..
i moved to my new home in january and…
i adore storage options, post-its, and furniture…
i have no idea why my room does not reflect my ocd, anal retentiveness, and compulsion for colour coordinating
it is all very uncool
i even have post-its in my ikea catalogue for crying out loud
as further encouragement, i am banning myself from clothes-shopping until everything is settled! (plus i just bought scanlan&theodore last month…)
don’t laugh, just sympathise

See more progress on: tidy my room once and for all

i can't wait for tian to save me from myself...

my friends, and B's friends are crazy for facebook.com

if i could link EVERYTHING i do online to my wall on facebook, then maybe i would...

but i sat there for three hours staring at the screen until i noticed the icon "applications"

in todays battle of the sites to help you procrastinate

43things defeats facebook resoundingly

in addition

friendster has fallen off the map

and myspace who?

Untitled

i bought this lubitel camera a year, two years, three… who knows, off ebay…
the postage was 15pounds… the camera was 5pounds…
aside from the principle of having dragged it (in excellent condition no less) across several continents…
i’d feel like a fraudster if i don’t learn how to use it before i turn 30.
you’re not an adult until you can do medium format
(the polaroid is for my inner child)

See more progress on: learn to use my lubitel

you're only golden for a moment

ohhhh move over superviva

for

http://www.43things.com

it's like flickr with lists

and tags

and links

and lists

and cheers

F Y I

Re annoying people

do read and let me know

my thing is to do either the opposite (and tell them it's "opposite day", my least fave game in kindy but gosh it's fun now!) or to do EXACTLY what they say in the SLOWEST most IRRITATING WAY

you can't possible accuse me of being passive-aggressive...
or sarcastic (moi? NEVER! JAMAIS PAS!!! C'EST INCROYABLE!!)

ps oh yes... i do once in a while read informative articles!

i love a nice cuppa coincidence

oh! B just called me just after i emailed!
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh creepy!!

so far on superviva.com

Things I Want To Do

• save money
• Pay off my Visa
• go to london
• decide when to see tian?!!!

quite boring...

someone had "decide when to sell chickens"

i need to add something absurd to my list...like

"make more small curtains to COVER THE WINDOW"

or

"learn not to fall over"

or

"stop grandma from bleaching my clothes orange" (she's at it again, idonwannatalkabbouddit)

makes me wonder

i shall ponder how idiotic i am, and how it is i can walk about without falling on my face every day as i go about doing silly things; whilst i watch season 2 of will & grace

did i mention i have no funds until wednesday (payday!!!) because i spent it on my two fave things? well i did...
and my two fave things are

1. my car Kravitz
2. scanlan & theodore (new honey bronze harem silk trousers i LOVE them)

bought the trousers the week before last in melba-toastie..and then had to wait a nerve-wracking 7 hours to tell B what i had done... eeks! i'd already consulted myself during the walk (yes, i then spent my last 2 dollars on coffee) and found myself GUILTY of FECKLESSNESS and vowed to turn a new leaf, as soon as i found some fabulous earrings to wear with it next paycheck!! (hence i joined superviva.com ... but which then had one person declare "sale purchases are NOT an emergency" BLAST)

no, i don't know what is the matter with me

but i'm trying to budget with my 3dollar diy habits, aren't i?? throw a girl some couture once in a while!

cheap n chic

hah! scoured in bottom of my purse today and bought this charm curtain that one puts together (my nails are frayed from pulling everything apart over and over)...

it cost 3dollars! i thought:

"hah! that's cheap and entertaining... hullo goal no. 2 (save money) totally achievable... i shall do cheap DIY hobbies instead of blowing entire wages on pants and the stupid like"

only to find, that not only does the 3 dollars not even cover half a window (which i had been FULLY prepared for... i mean 3 bucks! big deal)

well, well, well, push me over and slap me silly and call me a goose...

cos the thing covers like 1/15 of my window... i shall have to go back and spend like... who knows (i cannot measure obviously.. and i cannot do my 3x timestable)

SIGH

worse still, B will have deja vu from the time i bought my curtains which were transparent (i did not realise just how useless they were), and which failed to cover a single pane of glass... i also had to buy my curtain piece by piece...

BLAST!!..and to think i was so pleased with myself this evening...

hand me a medal, i'm a productive human being!

this morning reading issue 18 of frankie on the train to work...
...which suggested why don't i join superviva.com and do something about my resolutions
AB FAB why don't i, i thought

so i did, after 20minutes i had 2 goals down:

1. do really well in uni this semester
2. save money

and then to feel like a real goody two shoes, i printed out two past papers, for crim law, which i will be unable to answer, since i have not given myself a headstart by READING anythink...

but nevertheless, i'm off to a start

i feel better already!

no idea what to do for no.2, i shall go copy someone else's ideas at superviva.com ... that's what it's there for innit?

things that cheer me up

just came home to find my poor daddy not feeling his best at all

seeing how vulnerable people are is hard at the best of times,

harder still to imagine how to help

things that cheer me up

1. photos of me with b

2. things that remind me of Tian

3. new magazines : today B kindly supplied me with frankie (THE MAGAZINE) AND coffees, lucky me and also frankie frankie

4. friends dvd marathon

5. gym session followed by coffee

6. sticking post-its in my glossy magazines

things that cheer my dad up:
1. blasting the whole neighborhood on his B&O sound system the full soundtrack of War of The Worlds (eeks!)
2. knowing that we will let him do whatever he wants as long as he feels better
3. eating whatever he wants for dinner, including whisky and doritos
4. me not pilfering his doritos for once
5. seeing me watch friends.. it makes him feel better for his own bizarre teevee obsessions like M*A*S*H and Allo Allo and lord knows what else

she's coming!!!

oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my
so excited so excited so excited so excited so excited so excited
can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait can't

what to do during awkward moments

good conversation massacre technique:

discuss your latest assignment

in detail

give examples

today's topic? database versus hardcover research of judicial independence

see also how to sound cool

she's bossy...

Today's horoscope...

Switch out of multi-tasking mode. Focus your attention where it's most needed.

Multi-tasking sounds like a dirty word now...

What's wrong with painting your toes whilst you study?
And online shopping whilst the polish dries?
And chatting with your best pal ever whilst you browse?

And looking for another horoscope?

It's always good to get a second opinion..

you know you're turning into your parents

when...

1. "I was about to say!" is their most common reply to anything you have to say
2. "That's what your father said last time" is the next most common reply
3. you rant about how "it's not about the money, it's the principle"
4. you say "oh, is the teevee broken?" when a black and white scene plays (see no.2)
5. you talk about how things are different for teenagers these days
6. you mistake people in clubs for 12 year olds (see no.5)

you're turning into your parents' parents when...

1. you say things like "blast!" "jeepers" "gosh" "gollygee"
2. your father asks you why can't you swear like a normal person
3. you think it's going to rain because your elbows hurt
4. you wear jumpers in queensland

shiny happy people

la dolce









+
some miu miu












leave to set in prada overnight












BRILLIANT

Things to do when reports are due...#1

Practice eyeliner...

instead of searching for legislation commencement dates

love love lurve the cleopatra look at mcQueen Fall 2007

but i can't show up at work looking like that

maybe casual fridays...

depends which shoes i wear

Parlez-vous francais???

I just love witty fancy pants wallpaper...

Take a closer look..

Tromp l'oeil paper by Deborah Bowness ..

And this little piggy went to Brisbane...

Once upon a time, there was a it decided to

and went to see the

On the way there,

the driver

kept singing and singing

and singing

and singing

until the beautiful princess

lost her mind and shut herself up in a 5-star bathroom

and refused to reappear...

until the new edition of Harpers with a Sass & Bide tshirt

arrived

and then she finally ventured out

and everyone lived

happily

crazy

ever

after

Do you Gucci?

12xG&T + 1xGucci clutch = joy all around

observatory hill

Cotton On for Kiddies...so addictive, half the size so you can fit twice as much in the bag...
Incredibly late christmas present...was more interested in the bag than the actual earrings inside...*heh*

We love nerdy cool

LUPE FIASCO

wears :

pastel jumpers

giant glasses

80's coloured denim

is:

cool as funk

In sydney for Big Day Out & the Metro

lesson of the day: fix that grossometer

i have issues with:

1. food breath
2. coffee breath
3. stale breath
4. alcoholic breath
5. bad breath
6. dirty ears (yuck)

obviously, people who know me know i have way more than just the 6 problems. BUT these are my TOP 6, out of my top 10, out of my top 100, out of my top 100000234...

#6 is by far the worst thing...it can strike you at anytime. You glance at the person next to you, the first thing you lay eyes on is the side of their head. Unless they are a fish, you'll be looking into their ear not their eye. What is worse than looking into a cavern of dirty ear?

Not much. Except:

Yesterday, I had the distinctly uncool task of helping a woman choose an earring and then WATCH as she attached it to one of the dirtiest DUSTIEST ear lobes I have ever had to lay eyes on to date. EVER.

She had dandruff too. I felt violated.

Please use a q-tip before you go jewellery shopping, visit the hairdresser, go to the supermarket, go out in public, before your partner comes home, anything. Always use a q-tip guys.

Nothing on teevee? Get out your q-tips.

Bored at work? Remember those q-tips? Why not? Use them.

Watching stock prices? E-baying? Don't have a kit-kat. HAVE A Q-TIP.

Reading this? I'mma say it one more time: Q-TIP. Try it.

Don't lemme catch you with dirt in your ear.

Jigga wants you to get dat durt off yo shoulder, Dommynikki wants it outta yo ear.

WIRD

tues 9.1.07

i am wearing :

: i am reading

summer holiday

in any or all:

1. honky-tonks (shopping at the ocean terminal & lane crawford)
2. singha-poooraa (eating, shopping at mango & zara with tian, visiting the apple store)
3. melbatoast-town (shopping at GPO and strolling through lt. collins st, manicure at Geisha salon)

yes, in an effort to curb childish name-calling and insult-hurling...have taken to doing this to place names and inanimate objects with no supposed feelings...

if i wasn't as ticklish as i was, i would just book a massage and have my stresses and neuroses kneaded out...but getting me to sit or lie through a massage is impossible...hence the only means of relaxation i have is consumerism...which also boosts the economy

people who get the luxury of being physically capable of enjoying a massage are just plain greedy

where would you go to relax?

i suppose...

1. thailand
2. bali
3. penang
4. bora bora
5. whitsundays

good idea

nikes, loubies (MR. Christian Loubies), pras (prada), a.d.d. (adidas), gooches (gucci)...

love em all...

culture vulture #1

attention

shoe fanatics

fashionistas

pop culturists

on at the

national gallery of victoria

http://www.ngv.vic.gov.au/sneakers/

don't mind us...we're in retail

there's nothing like fine dining, but once in a while all a girl wants after a long day at work is a giant chunk of steak washed down with beer at Chelsea...

there are no photos of the steak because we wolfed it down so fast of course.

dommy wears white Supre singlet, silk bolero from Chiang Mai

simmy wears mick jagger Ben Sherman tshirt, beautiful smile

My friend went to Melbourne n all I got was this stupid shirt...

This was THE ONLY ITEM OF CLOTHING I BOUGHT IN MELBOURNE!

i have proven that i have self-restraint once and for all...

i did get a knit from Scanlan & Theodore for mum and a silk belt for me. But everyone knows that S & T accessories on sale DO NOT COUNT, and that durr, it's just good filial behaviour, buying couture for your mother.

BTW that print tony is wearing looks alot like a necklace i like from mimco... but totally overpriced and against my principles (there, i said it, i don't approve of mimco! GASP)

Hello, I'm retaining water

I have thankfully deflated, but at the time, I was truly questioning the logic behind mother nature gifting women with water retention in addition to hormone related mood swings (as opposed to my usual non-hormone related mood swings), glass ceilings and cramps. The silver lining though...it is the only time I actually have a cleavage. Why fight it? ...

Don't bother with mascara, ladies, no one will notice. Garnish with red heels and cinch in waist (may as well highlight that hip-waist ratio). DONE.

multi tasking

we are holed up in different parts of the planet...but the sense of sisterly solidarity satisfies me as i am sprawled on the white linen (egyptian cotton, ta)bed, SATC (season 3) blaring on the samsung flat screen, painfully swallowing (throat infection) concoctions of salt-saturated coke (non diet!) and chewing panadol tablets, all whilst researching suitable outfits for melbourne, knowing that somewhere Tianbabes has a MC on her desk, whilst she goes through editions of Nylon (digital), Lucky, Jane, Glamour and Instyle and i don't know what else, at the speed of light...the spines uncreased, the edges of the pages unbent.
i have a vacuum-packed limited edition of Harpers Bazaar's goddess edition. perhaps i will buy another copy to read and leave this one unopened...i think Tianbabes would approve.

it is with slight annoyance that i notice that after 4 hours in the sun, i am now a pleasing shade of brown...except for one ankle which is mysteriously still yellow