Lindy's definition of saving...

Whilst day dreaming my way out of the realisation of 'debt' in my accountants office this afternoon and how to rise above it smartly, i came up with this line to describe myself and my financial stability… "i live for today and shop for tomorrow".

Then he ask me "Lindy what's your idea of saving?" 

My reply "These babies i bought in New York.  Luca Stefani boots $70 reduced from $325.  If that ain't saving i don't know what is sir".

The end... lol!

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And now i’m a peeping tom…

With claims like… ‘facebook is now the number one online activity even surpassing pornography’… you know it’s in a league of it’s own.

I, amongst millions of others, find it near impossible to live without the largest, most popular social media site of them all… facebook.

I liken it to an addiction, much worse than my shoe habit. I simply cannot function without the frequent logins that keep me up to date with the goings on in ‘YOUR’ life.

Yet everyday it dawns on me that it can be such an invasion of privacy.

More and more people live via facebook. Every iota of life ends up pasted over the walls and in the photo albums of this freakishly addictive social media site.

Sure there are measures you can take to protect your privacy, most of us do use these tools in one-way or another.

But too much privacy defeats the purpose of indulging right?

So I have a question…

Why do we ‘post’ so much on facebook? The ‘every move I make’ status updates, and the constant photo uploads… What is this need to put so much out there?

For attention! That’s my point blank answer. We do it to be seen and to be heard.
I guess sharing is caring, so we share to show off our fabulous lives. To show one another how good we’re looking these days, how many fly clothes we possess, that my life is better than yours, that we’re such social butterflies.

Whatever the reasons, we post stuff to be viewed.

In my eyes, pictures on facebook are the adults’ version of ‘show and tell’.
In pre-school you share a new toy or a family heirloom that holds an interesting story.
In social media sphere… plain and simple, you share your life via pictures, status updates, wall posts, tweets etc.

It’s all put out there. And pictures are priceless because as they say a picture can tell a thousand words. In the social media arena, I believe pictures can often tell a whole lot more than words. View enough photo’s of somebody you’ve never even met and you’ll start to piece together the story of their life.

You can’t deny it though; we love the comment threads on a pretty picture of ourselves; its like instant gratification, a digital ego boost. Great for your health, like a shot of wheat grass but it goes straight to the head and tastes so much better.

I believe highly in ‘self-fancy’ and in my opinion everyone should hold a healthy dose of self-fancy within him or herself.

This may be more familiar to the ladies, but who hasn’t recently had a picture taken, rushed to view it on the digital camera and had all the girls nod in unison and declare loudly, “profile pic”.

It’s often this ‘self-fancy’ that leads to lifting the privacy settings of your personal photo albums. People simply want to share their fabulousness with the world.

Let’s be real. We enjoy showing off the “damn I’m hot” pictures of ourselves and sharing them publicly all in the hope ex lovers will see them and think, “wow I let a mighty good thing go”.
It’s superficial but sometimes we want others to be envious or even jealous.

This is when ‘peeping tom’ comes into play.

Lindy’s Definition of a social media ‘peeping tom’ you ask?

It’s that person that wanders aimlessly or purposely through profiles of ‘friends of friends’, total randoms, the ex boyfriends new girlfriend etc. peeping their pictures and anything that may be open for viewing.

The stalked upon are often casually stumbled across whilst reading friends walls (OMG who is this tart? *click* or hold up she’s really pretty… too pretty *click*) reading comment threads (well hello there handsome *click*) and random friend requests (who the hell is this? *click*) It could be considered a ‘jackpot’ when you come across a profile that’s totally open for your viewing pleasure. It’s amusing (and scary) just how much some people fancy themselves.

I’m a self-confessed ‘peeping tom’ and I blame facebook.

I know I don’t stand alone in my habit. So can i get a show of hands for those that are with me?

In this digital age a social media ‘peeping tom’ is as common as an iPhone.

Being a ‘peeping tom’ on FB passes time. It can ease boredom. It can create assumptions. It’ can breed gossip. It can be terribly intrusive… But it can be so much fun and even educational at times… “oooooh so that’s his girlfriend”.

Maybe I need a ‘peeping tom’ intervention?
Outro: Lindy singing (out of key)…
Every little step I take
You will be there
Every little step I make
We’ll be together
Every little step I take
Will be on Facebook ©

Ohhhh look i'm about to eat a chocolate truffle... hold up... let me capture it, to share it, to make you envious ;-)

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facebook is decreasing the ‘wearability’ of my wardrobe...

I Blame facebook…

Well I blame facebook for many things. 

So here I am blogging about this global social phenomenon and the sad influence it has over my life.

The other day whilst showering (it’s under the shower secretly wasting water that I ponder over life) I began battling a serious dilemma.

The type of dilemma that haunts a lady like nothing else…


No, I’m not talking about those ignorant friends that tag hideous drunk photos of you looking like a walrus.  I’ll save that for another edition of ‘I Blame facebook’.


It’s the dilemma that strains the very core of a woman’s being…

I need a dress for a wedding… well 2 weddings, in different states but both in the one weekend.
And here’s the clinger… it’s needs to be an outfit that you ‘cannot’ find me already wearing in photos on facebook. 

All the understanding ladies, single or not, put your hands up if you feel me!


Before the times of digital cameras and social media I could wear my adored outfits ‘strategically’ over and over.  If I wanted to repeat wear I’d make sure it was amongst a different group of friends, interstate, overseas etc.  There would always be a way to get my moneys worth.


Then facebook came along and shot a hole through my strategy and my credit card.


I could be wearing my superb (over the credit limit) frock to a wedding in the outback amongst free roaming kangaroos and wombats, yet I’m guaranteed to see these photos on facebook within 48 hours. 

So tell me how do I then wear it to my girlfriends 30th birthday bash a month down the track, which of course will be captured on camera then publicised on FB?

And to be honest special occasion or not, your daily grind outfits are on splash too i.e. pizza and wine night with the girls almost always turns into snaps of  ‘look at us we’re drinking wine and eating’ uploaded to facebook.  Exciting stuff.


Totally vain and superficial?  Yes of course, I can’t deny this, but I know there are woman worldwide that can relate.


If I had an ounce of ‘screw social media and its downfalls’ I’d follow a dear friends recent decision to wear the same dress to three different weddings almost back-to-back.  If you look at her tagged photo’s you’d think she attended one mammoth Greek wedding lol.

In short facebook is decreasing the ‘wearability’ of my wardrobe. 

What are your thoughts on setting up a ‘facebook outfits anonymous’ group, kind of like a monthly swap meet for ‘facebook worn clothes’ and the fear of ever being seen in them again?

On second thoughts along with my vanity and superficiality I am a ‘hoarder’, so this really won’t work for me ;-) ©

By the way i do get away with it from time to time...

Same outfit... Last week and last year ;-)


Yours truly... Miss Waldeck

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Tweet Me by Whodeani

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He rocks in the tree tops all day long ‘hoppin an a boppin and a tweeting his song’, Michael Jackson may not be back, but a chirpy, tech savvy ‘Robo Robin’ is…

This modern day songbird is spreading the love to tech savvy Gen X, Y’s and Z’s with NEW pop dance release ‘Tweet Me’, which tugs at their heart strings and keyboards with super catchy lyrics such as “Tweet Me with your love and I will follow you”.

‘Tweet Me’ is released and co-written by electro pop’ster Whodeani (My Bossman), one of Australia’s first self-confessed serial Twitterer’s and talented Melbourne Entrepreneur (aka Dean Jones).

Dean Jones describes ‘Tweet Me’ as an “up-tempo, dance track combining progressive trance sounds with radio friendly pop sensibilities and contagious lyrics”.

Check out the video below feat. My Mama the Video Vixen and yours truly Imelda The Second ;-)

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“Tweet Me tells the story of unrequited love via social media”, said Dean. “With the booming popularity of social media it speaks to a wide and varied audience.”

This Whodeani musical offering was conceived back in 1995 and then titled ‘Release Me’.  But poolside on a romantic getaway, ‘Tweet Me’ came to mind while recalling the original tracks chorus line, ‘I will follow you!’ Instantly Dean thought a case of Twitter overload or perhaps a hit in the making!

Jones has been writing and producing music since the early 90’s, musical successes include a No. 1 club dance hit in Australia with 2 DJ friends called ‘Deuce by Cleva Cleva’ (http://blog.whodeani.com/anatomy-of-a-hit).

More than just a song release Tweet Me is interactive art, where fans are invited via platforms such as Facebook and of course Twitter, to interact and give their music and video producing skills a workout. For more information visit the dedicated Tweet me Song website @ http://www.tweetmesong.com. Here you’ll find a free preview of the track, all the audio elements necessary to build your own version of the song, plus instructions on how to contribute to the music video clip.

Whodeani is signed to Xelon Entertainment who will officially release ‘Tweet Me’ from October 17th 2009 on all the major online digital platforms, including iTunes.

DASH!

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The heading of this blog is clever in more ways than you may notice.

DASH is my abbreviation for 'Dining and Sexy Heels' and also the name of Kim K's boutique, see what i did?  
The newly blonde Kim K and Sanaa Lathan dining in NY.  
Seeing all these pretty spring shoes makes me crave the warmth again.  But i shall embrace Melbourne Winter with a fine pair of boots ;-)

When You Have A Driver .....

You too can shop in sky high heels like Beyonce!  She's rocking some cute chocolate croc patent pumps while out with hubby Jay Z eating at Pastis and shopping in the Meat Packing District of NY.  I heart this couple.

  Great news also, Beyonce has just released scheduled tour states for Australia in September.

  Beyonce I Am tour dates for Australia:
September 12 - Brisbane Entertainment Centre
September 15 - Rod Laver Arena, Melbourne
September 18 - Acer Arena, Sydney
September 22 - Adelaide Entertainment Centre
September 24 - Burswood Dome, Perth

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