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The Obnoxious Owl Experience: Another enthralling segment...

I have only been in Melbourne for 3 weeks now and it feels like forever. This is a good sign! The move to Melbs kinda feels like I've been wearing heels for 24 hours and then I put on a pair of fur lined slippers. It just feels right. You know what else is right? The people. One of the realest (is this a word?) couples I know Alex and Paul, invited me to this dope ass exhibition by a Mexican artist on Wednesday night aka 'Mexhibition' - see what I did there?

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The Obnoxious Owl Experience: My first week in Melbourne

Relocation Relocation! I have been here for 7 days now...and I think I love it.  It's almost as though the 'everything is going to be OK' fairy came down and sprinkled her magic dust on my ass. It has been FREEZING  which I guess I should be used to because of my long stint in the UK but hot damn I have obviously acclimatised to Western Australian sunshine.  But never mind, if that's the only negative thing I have to report on the place then I am pretty lucky. I have no idea where anything is, I have no idea how to get anywhere and I am the new kid on the block but I DON'T CARE! Everyone I have met so far have been stupidly nice and welcoming.
This is the view from my apartment...

I scored on the digs...its amazing PLUS my room mate is a spunk and super nice. Result! We live above a cafe that sells cupcakes with edible glitter. Yeah I know.

Did I mention that its cold? This is me being cold eating my first Melbourne laksa. Actually, my first EVER laksa. I loved it. I did a bit of shopping today and bought some warmer clothes...exhibit A...

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The Obnoxious Owl Experience: The place where I lay my hat

A few people...well...like six of you, have asked me to post pictures of my apartment. At first I was like 'WHY?' but then I thought about it and I get it. Whenever I look at photos of people on facebook, I always look beyond the subject and see what is going on in the background...the little tell tale signs on the kind of life the person leads. That's why I didn't style anything or place things 'just so' - this is my house. I actually don't own a lot of stuff. I hate owning stuff. It probably has a lot to do with having travelled and relocated so much in my life. Anyhow, I will be selling some stuff at my garage sale next weekend, check it here. If anyone else want's to come and take part then please holla. Less consume, more re use. The universe will love you for it.

So now in no particular order via my iBone...

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The Obnoxious Owl Experience: Its all a blur

I'm fooling myself and leading you astray when I say this is a week in pictures because it's NOT. It's just when I've kind of stored enough crap on my phone that warrants unleashing. Speaking of my phone...I dropped it in the toilet. It died for 24 hours, then it worked again for 2 days then it died good and proper on the weekend. So I am phoneless. I am also manless. And moneyless. And to top it all off, because of this heat wave we are experiencing I am constantly oily and sweaty and it is causing Zitney Spears to world tour on my forehead. WIN!  Get in line boys!  I'll tell you what is a plus though, THIS outfit...

Yup I know, I amaze even myself. Yes that is Donald and Daisy Duck on my jumpsuit. It also says 'disco' all over it in Mexican and it has a little holder for pens on the top pocket. Obviously.  The self photo in the mirror is a little slant face-o-rama but don't act like you don't do it. Thank you and good evening.  I wore this to the Laneway festival and THIS to Big Day Out...

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The Obnoxious Owl Experience: The weeks fly by when you're having fun

I went to Sydney for four days to catch up with SJ  and meet new people...especially Sarah Jane's house mate Jess who quite frankly, is one of my new favorite people. Great Sydney folk aside, I went to catch the side show of M.I.A (amazing) Shut up SJ! (she recks the base was louder than she was) WHATEVER! Haters be hating, Maya for life. I did try and get on the stage. Twice. Only to be rudely carried away by some c word of a bouncer. FUCK I had a great night. But obviously I was gonna love M.I.A but who really blew my mind were my homies Die Antwoord - I don't need to say much more about this other than they are my fucking hero's. Stand by...because there is more exciting stuff coming at you like spit in the face from the Owl with Die Antwoord. HO$H!

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The Obnoxious Owl Experience: 2010: The Final Week (riveting stuff)

Sooooooooooo I'll just hop to it...get it get it? Feet? Hop?! No? OK.

I painted my toenails a lovely shade of lavender this week. Hmm, I'm not really sure about putting a picture up of my feet but hey, it's not like I have 6 toes or anything. It's an alright looking foot. I know what you're thinking...'Thanks for sharing Tammy' You're welcome asshole! On the topic of nails, I kinda went back to basics and went for ONE COLOUR ON ALL MY TALONS dun dun duuuuuuuuuuunnnnn....

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The Obnoxious Owl Experience: Weekilinks

So we're knee deep in December...there are more fake Santa's than you could shake a stick at, Oprah is in town and Facebook had a face lift...can't decide if I'm feeling it yet, however the old one used to be the new one as well...if you know what I mean.  Social network overhauls aside, this was my week ...

First off, I had my thigh ingrained all tropical and shit ...

And that's not regrowth you are peeping, it's the ink in my pores OK? I have legs like a babies ass.  So yeah, I go me a pineapple.  There's a little story to it...but I feel lame for going on about it, so if I see you remind me to tell you, otherwise...it's just a pineapple on my thigh.  Now let's talk about them naaillzzzzzzzz...here's a better pic ...

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The Obnoxious Owl Experience: Another week, Another Dollar

Without any further ado I bring you THESE puppies...

Firstly, I wanna congratulate Cadburys for thinking of a way in making the Creme Egg a staple on our confectionery shelves, and not just for when the bunny drops them off in April.  Well done you purple mentalists!  It's the Creme Egg Twister!  I thought of so many funny/rude/crude/hilarious punchlines for this creamy log but I didn't wanna be all obvious and shit.  And while you're looking at it, check out my new nailzzzzzzzz.  I was totes inspired by this picture ...

This is me (obviously) with a radical tshirt on (obviously) at a pub (obviously).  The pub is the ever cool yet over policed EZRA POUND  in Northbridge here in Perth.  Saying that, they do long necks for super cheap and the art by old mates from LAST CHANCE  is dope.  My girl Beck took this photograph...drunk I might add.  Eurgh, I miss my long hair. I had it cut last week to above my shoulders and now I think I look like Rosie O Donnel. Grow mother fucker!  I NEED HAIR GROWTH TIPS!!!  How do you reckon the Portuguese do it?  I'm only half pork and cheese...so I don't fully know.

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The Obnoxious Owl Experience: 8 days a week

Last week was shit. The end. Null and void.  Nah ah.  There were a few highlights though...not many but hey, not every day can be wonderful now can it?

Imma start with my nails, because they really are a little ray of sunshine in the life of the Owl...

I am so loving this colour way.  Neon pink is like my most fave colour ever.  I have big plans for this colour in my life and my nails are part of that.  I added some powder blue to tone it down a smidge...yeah a smidge.  The inspiration for these came from literally seeing the bottles of varnish on a shelf all together. Wish I could be more interesting but sadly, it's just not the case.

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The Obnoxious Owl Experience: Where do the weeks go?

Last week my good friend and uber snapper Luke Thompson took some photographs of me and Lady SJ.  It was a pretty fun day and it's always nice to have your hair and make up done.  This is just one of the photos, I'm just being impulsive by posting it.  Look out for the rest coming soon (you know photographers .... edit edit edit, just make my thighs look smaller OK Luke?) All the threads we are sporting are from DirtyRich.

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The Obnoxious Owl Experience: Why? Because I can.

It's so weird how voyeuristic we've become.  Well, I dunno actually, is it weird?  I think we have always been nosey parkers, but now we have the means to do it properly is all.  So let me help your inquisitive mind and give you a tiny insight into the life of the Owl.  Again. 

So here I am in the bath.  I just thought my outfit matched.  Beck (my bezzie mate and pap) was only too pleased to capture my idea of me laying in the bath.  Yeah, looks pretty glamorous there but I'll tell you what is most definitely NOT glamorous...me waking up on the backseat of my car the following morning, clutching a bag of Doritos with my hand in my knickers.  That's what.

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Take my advice...I don't use it anyway Part soixante-huit

DON'T HAVE SEX WITH YOUR ROOM MATE - It never ever ever works out.  It is awkward and you will feel weird afterwards.  If there is sexual tension...well, its the tension that is making things work.  The minute you bang each other, the tension is gone and there is nothing left to thrive on except awkwardness.  Plus the sex is never that good, and you feel like you do after your New Years Eve party...underwhelmed.

ARE YOU SERIOUSLY STILL EATING WHITE BREAD OVER BROWN? - At LEAST get the seeded white.  Eating white bread is the equivalent to eating candy floss i.e nutritional value is zero.  Turkish bread and sour dough is another matter, I'm not talking about that. It's the plastic, pre-sliced fuck show that I speak of.  Sort it out love, if not for yourself then do it for your colon for fucks sake.

HAVE SEX IN THE BACKSEAT OF YOUR CAR - It's so retro!  And the whole steamy window thing is pretty hot.  Just don't get jizz on the upholstery, that stuff sticks like wallpaper paste. Flatten the front seats as well...be clever about it.

KEEP YOUR KICKS FRESH - You can be wearing $200 dollar jeans, have your hair done, nails did, but if your shoes look like two rottweilers had a fight over them and then when they were done pissed all over them you will just look like an um, dogs dinner. 

TOSS HIS SALAD - If fella is clean and enjoys good hygiene then I don't see what the problem is with licking his asshole.  Jus sayin.

TATTOOS TATTOOS TATTOOS - Whatever. They're cool...just chew on it for a bit yeah?  Your choice says alot about you.

WHEN YOU START A SENTENCE WITH 'I LOVE (insert name) BUT...' - It is still gossip.  You just do it to feel less guilty. *sigh* but we all do it innit?

Me love you long time x

The Obnoxious Owl Experience - A Blur of Weeks

I say it's a blur because there are a combo of London and recent pics here from my dog and bone. I KNOW I'm still banging on about my trip...this will be the last I speak of it. I will keep the memories for myself whilst I cry myself to sleep every night. I mean FUCK, I lived there for 7 years you know?! Go easy on a girl....plus they have poppy's just growing randomly all over the place...




Does Perth have poppy's? I don't think they do. Does Perth have Chocolate Fudge Brownie FRIJJ milkshakes?

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The Obnoxious Owl Experience - Week 4

To be honest, the weeks leading up to my trip overseas are pretty yawn. The anxiety is fucking killing me. I have muchos outfits to plan, nails to get did, unruly pubic hair to wax (hey! don't judge) and travel insurance to sort out. I haven't exactly planned the nail sitch very well. I get them done every 2 weeks like clockwork (have done for the last 6 years!) but this time, I leave in the middle of my little fortnightly cycle. So I just had to get them freshened up until my next appointment which is a day before I leave!



Yeeeahhh, a bit more than freshened up, but you just WAIT until you see the marvels I have planned for Glastonamazing. It's gonna be hardcore, uncensored nail porn.



Haha, I had to take this photo. I'm a state manager for a clothing label (yeah I know, I'm real important) and these are my boys from one of my stores. They actually planned this ying yang shit. I swear to God, I keep threatening everyone, but I'm going to fire everybody and start all over again and hire some hotties who don't do gay shit like this. They are driving me to the edge of the edge. Which is why my staple brekkie is this fuck show ...

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The Obnoxious Owl Experience - Week 3

FYI - The whole 'Obnoxious Owl Experience' week thing is not sequential (in case you were wondering). My Nokia 6700 captured a few rad things this week. Mainly me, but then, I'm pretty rad innit? But not as radical as THESE!!!!

Check out this lil baba's kicks yo! I took this photo in the cosmetic department at Myer because I was spellbound by the bling and frilly socks..kinda cool, but not exactly blog worthy....UNTIL her mama said 'Watch this' and clicked little one's heels together and they started lighting up like Christmas lights! Those are not diamante you are peeping, them be incy wincy light bulbs! I'm well jel.

Yup. That is British Vogue. The only Vogue I read, or should I say CAN read, else I'd be all over it's French mate like a whore during fleet week.

Speaking of whores, how whorish are these tights I copped? Definitely bringing all the boys to the yard.

I met up with some homies for coffee, cheesecake and pool at GREENS in Leederville on Wednesday (I think it was Wednesday) and was momentarily amused by the paper lanterns. (for those who don't know I have a weird obsession for paper lanterns)

Aaah so dreamy. Fuck I'm arty.

The highlight of my week was my much anticipated trip to Sydney where I partied hardy with this fiery ball of trouble Miss Sarah Jane Owen...

Fuck I love this bird. It was like the ghetto queens of East and West making shit happen for 2 days (yes I just said queens, what of it?) It was so much fun catching up and quite frankly, I didn't wanna leave. SJ is a lady to look out for, especially if you are into US brands such as Hellz, Dimepiece, MOB, Cubannie links, Joyrich etc etc then you will be flustered to know that she is launching an online only store within the next couple of weeks where you can cop said amazingness...keep checking in on www.dirtyrich.com.au or follow it on twitter. This broad has so much charisma and flair which has caused her to be safely folded into my nest of homegirls. Especially when quotes like, 'I'd let Chris Brown smack me around' are thrown about - haha. I'm fucking down.

We drove around on Sunday arvo (with hangovers from Satan himself) in her 1987 red BMW beamer listening to Rude Boy, hooting at hot boys and checking out this kind of dopeness...

Fuck yeah. Increds stuff by Numskull

Not only does she show me a mental time in Syd city, but she throws some freestyles my way...

Now I'm an air max girl, but I could get used to these. (the stuffed cow ain't mine)

Look out for some more Owl and Lady SJ collab in the future. Shits getting real xx

'The Obnoxious Owl Experience' - Week Two

It's been a bit of a hectic week to be honest. Shits been going down in my hometown South Africa (stay tuned for an entire post dedicated to that...Owl's gonna get real) and even though I've been pretty busy with work and recreation, it's been on my mind the entire time. Anyhow...here it is...my week in pics.

Sooooooooo it was Easter. And I was on a fooking diet - which meant nada chocolate bunnies and hot cross sex buns - which is only like my most favourite bun! Therefore I requested that the bunny is not to deliver any confectionery this year. I DID however receive this bad boy from my staff...

Yes. Yes that is a chocolate Mr Potato head WITH detachable body parts. There is no temptation to tuck into this as it blatantly needs to stay in the box and look rad, innit? Said diet has kinda driven me into a bit of a spending spree (which is bad bad bad, because I leave for the UK in 8 weeks for Glastonbury and I also don't really need anything) HOWEVER...lookie at this silver bag I picked up for 2 dolla from CottonOn...

Voila! A cassette decorated goon bag! You could also probs roast a chicken in it too. I mainly use it for work to lug around my HUGE A4 diary and other such 'tings.

Now I am a self proclaimed Nike girl, Air Max to be specific (I like the elevation) but Dee from Winifred & Bance sent me a Facebook message informing me that she just got a 1980's Adidas Trackie Top in that was 'so me' (it's garish and obnoxious - she has a point) so obvs I had to buy it. I am not one to go around mixing brands so I needed some kicks to go with it, thus forcing me to cop these babies...

Oh yeah, that's what I'm talking about! Truth be told, I think I used the top as an excuse 'cause I've kinda had my eye on these for a while. That retro Adidas jacket would look waaaay better with heels and hoop earrings anyway. What's a girl to do? I'll tell you what's she to do, she's to impulse purchase THESE beauty's...

Oh God. Tell me you ain't salivating right about now. I picked them up thinking they'd be about $400 but they were just a measly 170 bucks! That's like nothing! OK OK, I shouldn't be spending when I have an international trip on the horizon but imagine me hanging out with Kate Moss at Glasto wearing these fuckers! Exactly. It's an investment.

In other news - I dyed my hair black this week and had another fringe trim. I went all edgy and had it cut on a slant like so...

I have had more fringe trims in my life than I've had hot showers. Because basically, I've had the same 'effin hair cut since I was 5 years old. Exhibit A...

Jesus. I already had the 'myspace face' mastered at that age! But see? Same hair! Hey man, if it ain't broke, you know the rest.

So new hair, new clothes and a trimmer figure (the diet paid off 'cause I lost 9kg's! kaaaching!) I took my ass out on Saturday and landed up at a house party in the city. Ran into a few lad's from Last Chance and ended up getting tagged by one of their Danish mates. Nice choice of colour bruv!

It says 'NAME' 'cause that what he writes. I think it's kinda clever. It would have been more exciting if the pen used was of the more fleshier variety *sigh* Whatevs.

I woke up Sunday morning, cleaned my chest and headed out with the fam to Perth Zoo for my sisters birthday. Highlight of the day was the elephants having a bath...

(Errr..this picture doesn't really show much)...and lunch at JUS BURGERS afterwards (yes for those in the know, it is a Sowf Efrican restaurant) where I wolfed down a Chicken Pesto Mozzarella food angel...

Sozz diet :(

Not only are their burgers arguably the best in Perth but they had a nice wall for me to look at to!

Well that's about it really. This post is probs about an 11 out of 10 for narcissism, but I ain't gonna lie, I LOVE checking out other peeps photos, so I'm sure someone will find pleasure in these. Or at least it'll take up 2 minutes of your life while you're waiting for the kettle to boil. Speaking of which - Imma go have a brew right now.

So God bless and good night owlettes x

The Obnoxious Owl Experience

I have a ridiculous relationship with my camera phone. It's not even a particularly good device but I just love the little sucker. I am a Nokia devotee because nothing pisses me off quite as much as when I a) can't work out technology or b) technology just doesn't work. I seriously want to stab a monkey in the face when my laptop freezes (for example). All I want my mobile phone for is text messages, phone calls and photos. My acrylics won't allow for a touch screen...and I just am not even remotely interested in the iphone. Yawn alert. Anyway, every now and then I'm gonna share with you a few snaps I capture during the life of the Owl...all lovingly captured by a little chrome Nokia 6700.

So we had a bit of a storm last week here in sweet Perth. And I would know...with one of my stores being flooded and sitting in traffic for two hours when I was only but a 5 minute drive away from home. It quite literally came out of nowhere...one minute the sun was smiling on us then the next God threw a fucking tanty!!! Water was quite frankly coming out of our ass! Thank FUCK the only damage done to me personally was coming close to killing myself out of boredom whilst stuck in traffic (I drive an automatic...so the gear stick was not an option). Because I'm telling you right this minute, heads would have bloody rolled if golf ball sized hail penetrated Queen Lizzy's windscreen.

Yes. That is a car submerged halfway in a 'puddle'. This snap was taken just before I had to mount the curb.

On a lighter note, I was wandering through the city a few weeks back and the delicious smell of spray paint suddenly filled my nostrils. Following the scent like a whore to PVC, I came across the fella's from Last Chance getting their spray on for Perth's arts and culture week...

The piece was along the wall of an entire lane in the city, so this photo does not do it any real justice but ain't the lil seal cute?! And that fucking magenta ocean is off the hook! The boys then agreed to get busy on an old shed as the backdrop for the Owl party that was the following weekend. Have a geez at this beauty....

Young Ben from Last Chance did an Owl mighty proud! The colours in the clouds and the detail in Mr Owl's face are hard to see here, but geez louise I was mega stoked with this. Thanks homies x

This week I had to pack up my life in a million...OK ten boxes. It went fairly well (two car trips just for clothes) but it took great gusto to attack my creative space that is my desk.

I fucking love this messy corner of organised chaos. Taking it apart was pure torture! I mean, it takes AGES for everything to land in it's rightful place. The dark shadows in this photo is very symbolic of my mood that evening. Fuck you end-of-lease lady.

The upside was the fresh mani I got the following day. I knew I wanted gold, and I knew I wanted pink (I have Lady Gaga coming up innit), so my nail goddess Nicki worked her nail hocus pocus and produced these claws...

I say this every time, but this really is my favourite one. There are even diamonds on my middle finger, so the next time I flip you the bird...ya'll got some bling to look at. See how thoughtful I am?

This fly little ride was parked in my hood a couple 'o weeks back...

Who the flying fuckity fuck do these fresh ass wheels think they are?! And furthermore...how can Lizzy become equally as pimped? Anyone?

Space invaders it may not be, but an Obnoxious Owl sticker holds it own...

Look at her just chillin there with Mr Obey! If anyone wants in on some Owly stickerness...holla with your deets and it'll be flying your way. And if you see me on the freeway, remember to indicate before you change lanes and gimme a hoot. Love love x