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I had big plans for the weekend....its already Sunday morning (12:45am and counting) and I still haven't ticked off anything on my hypothetical list.

Spent the day shopping for gifts for friends in Africa and having coffee with my besties, followed by the South Africa v Australia rugby game (we won!) and movies with Stuart. We watched The A-Team, which is pretty damn entertaining. And high paced. There's no highs and lows, its all crazy adrenaline packed insanity. In the best way possible. And Sharlto Copley, he steals the show. I love that guy.

I've got a new favourite....move over Edward Norton, and make some space for Sharlto. The South African boy can act!

The furry backpack in these shots is from the Christmas lucky dip I arranged for the family last year. I bought him, and a few other gifts, for fun and hoped I'd get him. And I did :D. Don't you think he just makes my outfit??!!? I guarantee that this wasn't the (first and) last time he ventured outdoors.

I also promise to respond to comments asap. Ciao xxx

jumper & boots, vintage. jeans, alexander mcqueen. leather jacket, red rover. beanie, rubi. rings; fashionology, vintage, bali, ebay, cheap monday, vivienne westwood. nail varnish, 'hello sailor' by sportsgirl.

Psychological torture is the best/worst kind...

Watched Paranormal Activity this weekend. Gahhhh! It took me some serious "don't think about it, don't think about it!!" time to forget about the movie after we watched it, which was at 9.30pm and just before bed (best idea yet. Not.). The movie is so freaky. In the best way. I think.....why did I watch it in the first place??!!!?

tank, supre. leggings, markets. shoes, rubi. shrug, vintage. necklace, gift from holland. cuff, gift. rings; market and vintage.

District 9

sheer tank, supre. jeans, lee supatube. boots, DIY rubi. cardigan, kirrily johnston. necklace, gift from holland. rings, gift and vintage.

This weekend I did some kickboxing, nearly bought a gorgeous silk studded cape by Natasha in Leederville (but refrained), had fish and chips for lunch, window shopped, wore my gorgeous slouchy cardigan by Kirrily Johnston all weekend, planned to shred jeans, worked out the route for our Europe trip with Stuart, and decided to watch District 9.

We'd heard good things about the movie, and decided to give this sci-fi flick a go. I have to admit that we were expecting your run-of-the-mill sci-fi flick, and therefore were very pleasantly surprised at the brilliance of it all. The movie is done documentary-style and is based on Alive in Joburg, a 2005 short film directed by Neill Blomkamp that centres on the same subject matter. District 9 subverts the alien genre, stripping the aliens of all mystery and showing them living in a squalid slum within Jo'burg. The hand held camera work looks stylish, not cheap as in so many other films, and the movie's comments on immigration, capitalism, greed, power as well as its analogies to the events that occured during the apartheid system enforced by the South African government between 1948 and 1994 are done so goddamn well.

Read the synopsis here, and then go and see this movie. It's brilliance lies in the fact that it is set in South Africa, has no well-known actors playing the cliched sci-fi good guys, and that it is set up and splayed out perfectly in documentary form. Stuart and I agreed that it is probably the best film we've seen to date in 2009 (only Gran Torino compares). The special effects are brilliant, the aliens completely believable. It's only that much more special because Sharlto Copley's acting is brilliant, it does not preach the morals that are achieved by the close of the film, and because the story-telling is magnificent and aimed at an intelligent audience. I'll bet the folks at Halo are regretting letting Blomkamp go as director for Halo*. Bloody brilliant movie.

Anika's review: 4 1/2 catfood tins/5

Stuart's review: 4 1/2 catfood tins/5

*So the story goes, Peter Jackson approached Blomkamp to direct Halo. Blomkamp wanted to focus on the relationship between the aliens and the humans in the movie but this idea was no-no'ed. So Blomkamp resigned as director, and him and Peter Jackson decided to do District 9 instead.

Terminator Slash Leggings

I'm such a slacker I actually bought a pair of (what would be) D.I.Y. slashed leggings from Supre.

Still, there's something to be said about store-bought slashed leggings that cost next to nothing; the slashes are precision cut saving me the hassle of measuring out where to cut the leggings and cost only $20 Aus (which is what I would have paid for the leggings whole).

Worn to watch Terminator Salvation. A movie I thought I'd be muchly bewildered and disappointed in given I have no clue what the whole Terminator deal is. But factoring in Christian Bale (one of my favourite actors), relative newbie Sam Worthington who blows Bale out of the water in the movie (he of 'Blue Heelers' and 'Love My Way' fame) and a more than decent story plot, this movie is actually one to watch. Nice. And confession time, I was actually sniffling at the end. Why? Highlight below for the story giveaway....don't say you weren't warned...

He is the key to keeping Bale alive in the end, graciously giving his heart to him and terminating his own life, leaving Bale and Rees and the Resistance with the realisation that what makes humans human is our unpredicitability and essentially, our hearts.

this time around, I remembered to take a photo of the back of the tunic....

tunic, sportsgirl. leggings, supre. boots, frye. leather jacket, vintage. bag, louis vuitton. necklace, live. ring, diva.

Devil's Lair

I go through phases of adoration of bright red lipstick.

I'm currently in a bright red lips phase, so all outfits are topped up with a swipe of L'oreal 'Garnet Creme' (shade 460 if we're going to be technical about it).

I actually put MAC's bright red matte lipstick (I forget the shade name) on my imaginary shopping list on Friday but walked straight past Myers without a second thought. Ah well, it'll just have to be acquired on Tuesday.

On Friday, Stuart invited me over for dinner (delicious cream cheese stuffed mushrooms topped with cherry tomatoes and a steak and sweet potato main course....drooool) followed by a movie at the cinema next to his place.

We watched Samson and Delilah, Warwick Thornton's first feature film. The film is exquisite, hauntingly so.....there's hardly any dialogue and the movie bears no resemblence to the biblical story yet leaves a lasting impression. Its about two teenagers in a remote Indigenous community, and about love in the face of adversity. The movie is understatedly fantastic. There isn't a theme of sentimentality or even a forced story line, instead the actors are mind-blowingly good. Samson is a petrol-sniffing good-for-nothing, whilst Delilah is surprisingly self-contained and looks after her grandmother in the remote community. When her grandmother dies, they both head off to Alice Springs where they live on the fringe of the community (aka under a bridge with a homeless guy), unable to get life together.

I was amazed at the emotions delivered by the young actors, and more so how the film is so well-made...its a tough film about love, and as Margaret and David at the Movies say, "It's a knockout". It's so sad but ends on such a high note, its a completely unexpected relative happy ending.

I urge the Aussies out there to watch this beauty of a film, its one of those that grabs at your heart, doesn't preach and will make you laugh, be appalled and aghast all in one sitting. Just gorgeous, in a wonderfully understated way.

red lips

delicious stuffed mushrooms

Saturday night outfit: the Devil's Lair, here we come....

Karsten, love the unawareness :)

the girls....

and the boys.....

Hope everyone's having a great weekend; we have an extended one here in Australia in celebration of the State's first European settlers to the Swan River Colony (Foundation Day).

1st outfit: leather jacket, vintage. tank, witchery. jeans, random store. boots, asos.

2nd outfit: cape, kookai. tank, witchery. jeans, valleygirl. shoes, urban soul. necklace, diy & diva chains. rings, markets.

Slumdog Millionaire

Sorry I've been awol. It's been a crazy, busy week.

So yesterday the boy and me decided to go check out the highly-anticipated Slumdog Millionaire. We both had heard so much about it, and given the number of nominations and awards it's received (4 Golden Globes and another 31 wins; see imdb for details) we thought it would probably live up to expectations, or far exceed them. Which is never a bad thing.

We'd planned to watch the film under the stars, but being the fabulous planners we are, we rocked up a mere 30 minutes prior and were informed the outdoor session had sold out. Luckily we managed to get seats at one of their indoor cinemas!

The movie was sensational. The premise was simple; an 18 year old orphan from the slums of Mumbai who is on 'Who Wants to be a Millionaire?', and one question away from 20 million rupees. I won't give away too much, for those of you who haven't seen it (when was/is it released in the States?) but still stop reading now if you want to know absolutely nothing about it.

The movie focuses on Jamal Malik, said orphan from the slums, being suspected of cheating on the show (how could a mere boy from the slums know all that he does?) and having to prove his innocence. The story behind his answers to the questions is overwhelming, and gives a precious insight into his growing up, life in the slums, the happiness, the sadness and the overwhelming sense of struggling just to survive on a day-to-day basis. The love/hate relationship between Jamal and his older brother Salim (the sometimes antagonist) is eye-opening, only because we all deal with it with siblings, but to different extents in each circumstance.

The backgrounds are exquisite, more so in the harsh beauty of their extreme poverty (dire poverty is often startingly exquisite), and Danny Boyle does a brilliant directing job. Stuart and I sat on the edge of our seats for the entire movie, giggling at the funny bits like you can only do when completely involved (and Danny entices you in, drawing you into the characters and the plots so that you care more than you think you could about fictional characters), and despairing at the sorrow. Most of all we revelled in the perfection of the movie, it doesn't disappoint and never falters, not for one second.

[Handy Fact: Danny also directed The Beach and Trainspotting, but I found those movies to be more cult-status movies whereas this is so much more]

So does Jamal win the 20 million? And how can a movie about questions on a quiz show incite so much feeling and passion in people? You'll have to go and find out, wont you ;)

Anika's rating (haha ;): 5/5
Stuart's rating: 5/5

p.s. I also fell in love with the actress, one of the 'three muskateers', Freida Pinto. Gorgeous, gorgeous girl!

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I'll leave you with a long lost photo from a welcome-home party held by a good friend for his brother a while back....It's my "be good kids, I have eyes in the side of my head :)" look, haha

sources: photos from google and imdb