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Gettin' Kicks Outta These Kicks

Anyone who sees me on a daily basis know that I practically live in my Air Force hi-tops! But they’re plain black and I found myself having a case of major trainer-envy when I saw these beauts walking towards me on campus:

I know! They are fitness personified and they will be mine as soon as I get my finances in order! As I was scouting around for the Adidas Hi-Sleek Bow pair I feasted my eyes on some scrumptious designs. Clearly designers have sat up and recognised the female demand for sick kicks. The Adidas Jeremy Scott JS collection are saying some BIG things right now. Some of these are on the more eccentric side of life but, undeniably, all these kicks are on fire:

Most of these are available to pre-order but beware, they come with a hefty price-tag! You know what they say... y'can't put a price on beauty!

Much love,

Natty @Glee Club (1/11/11)

Natty’s Man Like I album has taken pride of place on my playlist for the longest time, so when I found out he was touring the UK in 2011 I was determined to see the boy jam live.

Gifted with a ticket from my friend Daniella (BIG UP), the gig has been hot on my list of highlights this year. So, when I arrived at the Glee Club I had high expectations. I knew I wasn’t going to be disappointed; Natty’s a true artist, a musical prophet and even if one, single note failed to usher forth from his mouth, it would have been enough just to be in the presence of such an artist.

High praise indeed. But not unwarranted. And, let me tell you, the performance was mesmerising. There was just the right mix of old favourites and new tasters and Natty, he took us on an emotional journey of musical expression that ranged from tender vulnerability, to militant skank out.

There was absolutely nothing contrived about the performance at all. It was almost as if were witnessing a private jam session, each member going somewhere deep and personal whilst playing their part and yet blending with each other perfectly.

I say almost because the connection to the audience was just as powerful as the connection to the song. At one point Natty points out to us, and then back to himself: “I & I.” He was vibing off us just as much as we were off him. That energy, that harmony: it’s what live music is about.

I danced all the negative energy of final-year stress right out of my body and soul. I felt more invigorated when I left the Glee than if I had risen at dawn, mediated and gone for a 3-mile run.

If you get the chance GO. Trussssst me, you’ll love it.

That being said, the new EP is OUT (today), it's on (now) and it’s always, always

Love,

Le Malaise De L'Orange.

My sister and I finally made a trip to Amsterdam this summer and spent 10 days soaking up sunshine, art, culture and.. other such things.

Although a lot of our navigation efforts ended in futility, we found that we didn't have to visit the art galleries or museums to witness the art that pulses through Amsterdam's canals and explodes on its walls. 

I would describe it as a place that gives amply to those who are willing to receive. And so, feeling completely inspired by our surroundings we decided to to play guerrilla gifters for the day!

We bought an orange for 50 ¢ and drew a very sad face on the little fellow

Then we pinned a note to its head with a hair grip (they ALWAYS come in handy) that read:

HELP! I'm very sad. Please take me home with you.

…And let my parents know I'm safe @ sara.luca@blogspot.com

All set for his journey, we placed the orange on a busy bridge in the Jordaan and sat, waiting for it to be claimed and loved.

I have to admit, it wasn't a quick process, lots of people walked past without much care for it at all, but like I said before..those who are willing to receive.

And in the end, I think he went to the best people, a group of curious girls picked him up, read his note a few times and decided to cure this little orange of his malaise!

And just as we were leaving, fate- in it's usual fashion- completed it's full circle; we found a polaroid on the bench with a note on the back which read: 

"Live from Paris.

Thank you Amsterdam, I will be back to roam your streets once more."

The August Rush...

August has been mad-crazy-hectic yo. In the midst of all the madness my blog has had no love and looking at it's bare pages is making me sad! So, now that I'm tucked up in bed full of self-inflicted illness from all my running around, I have aaaample time to get right back on it.

Gonna be transferring some of the creative pieces I've been working on onto here for the world to see so..... stay posted!

Love,

Noted!

Today I finally went through my old Blackberry files to see what I could delete or store on the computer. I’m selling it to one of those recycle-your-mobile places for a tidy little profit of £48. Nice.
As I was going through my memos, I knew I couldn’t part with them; I used to write short, memorable conversations or one-liners that had amused me along my merry way.
I’ve just sat and had a really good laugh at them all and then thought: they’re way too good not to share with the big mad world. I don’t know if they will be the ‘you had to be there’ kind of funny but, if you were there, then that works!
So here they are in all their (mistaken) glory...Enjoy!


“Yeah, that’s why they’re over-bese.” Mum.

“I could Tango all days long.” Steph

A: “Oh my God, is that why they call it Sex in the City? Cos she’s in London”
G: “New York?”
A: “No, London.”
G: “What, next series?”
A: “Series 2?”
G: “Is it?”
A:“Is it?” (Me & Alice)


“And when someone goes in there to get one I just want it to be DUST!... Shaped like a square.”


- “Ships to share?”
- “What the fuck is Omco?”
- “Does this face look like it wants to go out?”
- “Has someone fucked you in the ear hole?” (1xtra- Sheffield)


“I’m finding it very hard to walk in a straight line, as you can tell. And I know you felt it too.”
(Me to Ali)


“She looked like the woman from ‘Two Birds and a Feather’”

G: “Ahh ming-mong. That’s what I am.”
A: “Yeah, you’re Ming and I’m Mong.” (Me & Ali)

S: “Watch out rape is on the larms.”
A: “Did she just say larms?”
S: “Yeah.” (Anna & Sara)

“If you were that bread roll, wouldn’t you feel bun?” (Anna)


“Oh what a wicked web we weave, when we practice to deceive.” (Franka Caruso)


“Long shorey stort. That’s what she just said. Is she drunk?” (Merci)


“You’ve got to escape. Escape to within.” (Random guy at the gig to Michael)


L: “If you go in there then”
G: "Then what?”
L: “Then...there will be an onion on the floor.” (Livvy & Me)


A: “Dash? Isn’t that like when you dash a baby’s head against the wall? Like ‘He dashed young Jacob’s head against the rock.”
G: “The rock?”
A: “Yeah, like if you’re at a beach and the baby won’t shut up.” (Alex)


These are by no means the funniest things these people have said, but they're a few gems I found on the phone and if you made the wall of fame [read: shame] I'm sure you'll love me for sharing this with the blogosphere!

Love,

Trattoria Lucarelli

I spent a lot of time at my Nonna's house when I was little girl and I grew up watching her make Italian feasts for the family. I remember me and my sister would sit under the table when she was making fresh lasagne and we would pick small pieces off the hanging sheets and scoff them.

It's something I've always wanted to know how to do and when I have my own family I want my children to remember me making fresh Italian sausages and pasta etc. So I finally convinced her to teach me the ropes and to actually let me have a go, rather than the usual 'watch and learn' method.

I could tell she was sceptical about my skills in the kitchen but she stepped aside nonetheless and was actually dead impressed with me by the end. We swapped worlds for the day as she worked herself around my digital camera and I worked myself around the pasta-rolling machine!

It was a pretty simple process; the dough was made up of eggs, flour and a pinch of salt and once that was kneaded we were all set to make some cracking tagliatelle! We sampled the fruits of my labour tonight and I have to say...they were delicious.

My next culinary lesson from Nonna will be how to make my own gnocchi.. yum.