Dreaming of Coachella this week as the American festival is taking place and probably ending very soon. Some heat would be nice since Glasgow seems to have experienced it's summer (last weekend) and it's been and gone. Mark and I could see our breath this morning as we walked to get a Sunday fry-up. This weekend we managed to watch Psycho at the GFT which was brilliant and with a good turn out to top it off. Two horrors two weekends in a row, I feel a trend coming on.
We also managed to take a disasterous trip to a bar called Hummingbird on Bath Street. It was Saturday night and we were starving after a 6pm cinema showing. We ordered a sushi platter for £8.50 and yes, in hindsight, it is a bit stupid to order specialised Japanese grub from a posh pub but anything sushi related and we're sold. Anyway the food came and it was a measly portion of five tiny slabs of badly put together rice and cucumber maybe? I couldn't taste anything fish like so I'm guessing there was a slither of a vegetable in there. £8.50?! We (rather Mark) commented to a worker there that it was a tiny portion for the price who replied that it was definitely tiny. It would have been nice for her to tell us when we ordered with our crappy Aberdonian ignorance. Actually it is criminal that she didn't tell us. You live and you learn.
On a more positive note we visited the Made in The Shade Spring Jamboree at the Lighthouse on Saturday afternoon. Great for a rake and certainly the most stylish folk in Glasgow were there. I felt we should have dressed for the fifties. Also, the stereo was blaring fifties tunes including some Elvis which was lovely.
The Glasgow Boys exhibition at the Kelvingrove museum is well worth a visit. As is the transport museum but as it's the last day today there won't be a chance to see it until it has relocated to it's new home.
The next Springtime Jamboree is in Edinburgh on Saturday 15th May. Click here for more details.
Bye bye transport museum for now...
The Coachella line up. Would have been fun.
These Urban Outfitters bags have been catching my eye recently. But obviously I can't afford to buy any of them. I don't think I would really pay £215 for a bum bag. This is true by the way, the bum bag you see is £215. That is the craziest thing to come across in a high street shop. I remember I had a disgusting purple and grey bum bag when I was wee. They really are pretty good for carrying things around in. I bet they're great for festivals.
Multicoloured bum bag for 80s wannabes with money to spare.
This satchel is dreamy. But costs an arm and a leg but not as much as a bum(bag). £108 to be exact.
In other relevant news, up there with the popularity surge of Nick Clegg (has everyone gone mad?) Jaime Winstone, daughter of Roy, is setting off on a road trip across the Mojave desert in America to Las Vegas. The theme is apparently Alabama in True Romance. Their soundtrack will be the Big Pink, the Slits, Hendrix and Wham, so Style magazine tells me. This sounds like a fun trip. I notice a few similarities between the two. Mainly the blonde rough bob and strong lipstick and fun fashion choices. This makes me like Jaime as Alabama is ace.
Clarence and Alabama AKA Christian Slater and Patricia Arquette.
Match your shades to your bra and your earings and who needs a top?
FINALLY I've come to the end of a daft blog update. I noticed this photo of Selma Blair at a recent do and isn't she looking great? I love her hair. If anyone knows of any cheap but decent hairdressers in Glasgow please let me know. Would be quite nice to have a wee cut before I head to a wedding on 1st of May!
Jaime's road trip soundtrack: