January 2013
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Visualisations
So I’ve read a few interviews of successful folk recently, who have cited visualisations in helping them attain their goals.
Well I’ve decided that I’d really like to win some dough.
I would like nothing more than to walk up to the newsagents, hand over my Powerball ticket, and hear the words, “YOU ARE A WIENER!”
In preparation for this monumental event, I have...
December 2012
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November 2012
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No, this isn't a Halloween picture.
This is more of a plug. I’m in DUSTY: The Original Pop Diva, which opens TOMORROW NIGHT, Friday the 2nd of November.
I did have to endure fake tanning and bucketloads of dark stage makeup for this role.
It’s a fantastic show. Our leading lady is fabulous. I wiggle my black booty. Come along.
THE ZENITH THEATRE Corner of McIntosh + Railway Streets, Chatswood From Friday, November...
October 2012
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'Things I wish I knew earlier' - An introduction
I have this knack for invariably getting food on my face. This is while I’m eating, mind you. I should clarify that I don’t walk under stairs or go to the toilet, and end up with food on my face; it only happens when I’m legitimately eating a meal or a snack, which is not surprising, but yes, invariable. In tandem with my said knack, my mother has this habit of telling me about...
Taken at my boyfriend’s housewarming gathering a couple of weeks ago. I really like this picture. #personal
September 2012
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Hi. This is my latest masterpiece, starring yours truly and dad.
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I microwaved a hard-boiled egg that had been sitting in the fridge. I bit into it and it exploded in my mouth. I may have jumped in fright from what sounded like a gunshot so close to my head, but I don’t like to admit that. My lip hurt for a while after that.
Maybe you were expecting some kind of significant post to mark my tumblr return or something, but sorry, that’s all I got.
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May 2012
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I haven't died.
Just got busy entertaining le boyfriend while he was in town. Then he left, and I fell back into my old habits of rehearsals and attempting not to be a l’arj-ass. Then I discovered the joys of faking cheekbones and a western nose with eyeshadow. Yes, yes I did.
April 2012
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I got the hint from the last post.
…You guys dig my words over my mug. (Thank you for the likes and new follows, I am tremendously grateful.) But TOO BAD, I have to blog this stillshot from something my Dad and I filmed this afternoon.
Throw pitchforks and brimstone my way now. Thank you.
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10 pieces of wisdom from my 22 year old self to my...
1) That cake you’re about to slice is glorious. It is especially glorious with the vanilla ice-cream (not pictured) you are about to slather atop it. A decade later, you will still love cake, but by then you will be a neurotic mess. You will unfortunately bear the cross of understanding and taking to heart a terrifying new word. This word is called “calories”.
2) You will soon...
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Just some delightful screenshots
…from my first video for the year. Watch it here.
March 2012
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There is one place where we are all united in...
Yes, this occurred to me today. There is one existing place, a place that is unforgiving (if at least for a moment) even to the aesthetically elite. This place is the dentist.
Bottom lips pulled down like gravity’s ultimate bitch, gums all for show, drool skating down the corners of mouths… No one could possibly look attractive, right? RIGHT?
Or maybe I’m the only one who...
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Impromptu photoshoot
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Forgive me for being a bit indulgent here.
“I need you to kill me,” I said to a man I had met for the first time, and he obliged.
And for the past month, I have been working with a personal trainer, who does in fact kill me in every session. Sadly, our eighteen-sessions came to an end yesterday, and I had to say goodbye to the comfort of someone else being partially accountable for my progress.
I would be lying if I said...
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What do we have in common?
Besides having a penchant for picking each other’s noses, we both wear items of clothing from his wardrobe.
What’s that? You thought I was talking about the sweater? Of course not. It’s the black Bonds briefs, not pictured, I’m talking about. No…uh just, just kidding. It’s the sweater. It’s totally the sweater
#gettingsentimental #longdistance...
February 2012
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If I ever wanted to get Hayley Hoover's attention,
thesunandtheotherstars:
I’d just get a picture of Diana Agron with a salad, put it on Tumblr, and put it under the “coral” tag.
Like this??? :D (You know what, Hayley, I’m absolutely okay with you imaging D-Agron’s face on my body while we’re together. Such concessions I would happily make for us to be together…)
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A conversation with my grandfather
(Translated from Tagalog)
Lolo: You smell like soap.
Me: I just had a shower. You don't like my smell?
Lolo: No.
Me: What's wrong with soap?
Lolo: I can't eat soap.
Maybe it was one of those you had to be there moments. But I swear, I got a bad case of the chortles shortly afterwards.
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fluidmachinedream asked: Nikki, could you try not to forget this: You are incredibly inspirational, hilarious, your beauty is stunning, and your music is so clever and well done. I guess you could say I get a little excited inside each time I see a new post from you. Because, your posts have meaning, even if it's just a photo. And one more thing, if that's okay. Could you never lose that individuality? You march...
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Obligatory Valentine's Day Post
I sent the following card to Adam. There was no hesitation on his part. #nopressureatall
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January 2012
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An explanation of things recently passed and...
Three weeks ago, I kissed stability on the cheek, waved goodbye to habit, and left behind my familiar job in the heart of Sydney.
Two weeks ago, I gripped so tightly on my lover’s hand, fingers like an unyielding noose, as he drove me to catch a plane bound 4000miles away. The air was thick with sentiment, and we held our breaths as if underwater, not wanting to breathe in the smog of...
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December 2011
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Peculiar Things
Stranger things have happened, I suppose.
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Tis the season to be sneezy...
I have a torn earlobe and a face full of snot. BAH HUMBUG.
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Curioser and curioser
“I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night?,” said Alice. “Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is, ‘Who in the world am I?’”
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A cautionary whale
As petulant children do, Adam and I engaged in a heated argument about Christmas presents this evening. Actually, most of the aforesaid is a lie - we’re on a drought for drama so I find it in good taste to pretend that we fight. To cut a long story short, I threatened to gift him with the ugliest things I could find. Adamant to prove that I meant business, I enlisted in photoshop’s...
November 2011
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It would seem as if facebook has a sense of humour
lacontemplation asked: Hey lovely Nikki ! Thanks for being alive ! You are such a creative person. I just love your music and your videos .. ! I saw the post with your Instagram picture and I just wondered what nickname you used on the app so I can follow you if it doesn't bother you ! :D
October 2011
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Such a sucker for a "mixtape"
Swoons brought to you by guy whose blue bike helmet I stole for a while so I could strut down the street looking like I had street cred.
September 2011
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iPhoneography, courtesty of Instagram.
Had a photoshoot this morning. Self-image woes saw no delay in rushing to the forefront of the mind: Oh shit, I forgot to moisturize my legs. Oh shit, are said legs hairy? Oh shit, what of the armpits? Oh shit, the photographer is BABIN’ and what if I offend him with my face?
May or may not have had a Marilyn Monroe moment as a playful gust of wind...
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That awkward moment when you ask your boss if you...
I believe the exact words I used were:
“Instead of having to quit, is there any chance I’d be able to take a long-service-leave of some sort without getting pregnant because I’d really prefer not to have to resort to maternity leave…?”
Just FYI, no.
If I want to take my six month sabbatical to travel, I would have to resign. However my boss appreciates, or at...
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Bands & bombings (of the photo kind)
A wonderful comeback gig (with the original lineup!) by my pals, The Blind Hot Gems.
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Gratuitous pink lips.
This space is gathering dust. This is because I have not been miserable as of late. Misery is tiny wounds and bruised knuckles, but a clean epidermis gives no impetus for a story.
Give me psoriasis, or give me death!
