The Ditsy Chronicles

Cleo Twyford is dodging minor disasters, indulging in
chick chat and wielding random insignificant theories.
(And talking about herself in third person)

 
Eighties music very ditsy discovery
Thursday, September 29, 2005
The Dictionary.com Word of the Day today is 'adamant' and I was just looking at it when something dawned on me.

Yes I made it all the way through the eighties (wearing fluorescent clothing and with very big, very stiff hair with a wall of fringe), through the nineties and five years into the 21st century before I realised the significance of the moniker of Eighties Ant Music songman - ADAM ANT.

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posted by Cleo Twyford @ 3:25 PM   0 comments  
The 30-something woman's guide to pluckology
I have a degree in pluckology.

This is a combination of experience - having to pluck more, in more places, as your body gets older and hairier, and commitment - the quest to be completely hair-free.

It also works in well with faffology - finding things to do other than what you SHOULD be doing.

Cleo Twyford, Pluckologist and Faffologist, PLKST FAFF
posted by Cleo Twyford @ 11:52 AM   0 comments  
Your bottom should not have visible cleavage
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Hipster pants work on all of about 0.02% of the population and close to no one over the age of 30. There are some cruel, cruel fashion designers in the world and they live in some fairy cloud land where only skinny models with no hips live – well either that or they design with Paris Hilton as sole inspiration. Well I guess she does have a large clothes budget ;)
posted by Cleo Twyford @ 11:14 AM   1 comments  
Bad men's fashion - irresponsible celebrities
Friday, September 23, 2005
Jeff from Pearl Jam - shame on you. You are responsible for old men thinking they can pull their pants right up to their armpits.

Rock 'n Roll Harry high pants

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posted by Cleo Twyford @ 11:22 AM   1 comments  
How to make friends with your bikini
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Friends? Oh no, we can NEVER be friends
posted by Cleo Twyford @ 3:09 PM   2 comments  
You know you're getting older when ...#2
Monday, September 19, 2005
1. you use words like codswallop and pooh pooh (Yes they have both tumbled unhindered from my mouth this week.)

2. the beauty technician has to start charging extra because the bikini wax workspace has got much MUCH bigger.

3. the colander in your head starts to disappear so there's nothing stopping the thoughts in your head coming straight out of your mouth.

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posted by Cleo Twyford @ 4:13 PM   0 comments  
Frizzy hair patron saint
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Crystal Tipps

Kate Beckinsale is a follower

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posted by Cleo Twyford @ 10:28 AM   0 comments  
Jordan & Andre's serious bridesmaid selection mistake
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Jordan and Peter Andre's wedding -
Tack incarnate complete with tiny white ponies, Cinderella-style pink egg carriage and pink his and hers thrones. Looooove it.

So I want to know why they didn't ask me to be a bridesmaid, afterall I've been a bridesmaid six times so I've had enough experience.

I think I would have been excellent at - being one of the four bridesmaids needed to help Jordan sit down in her very restrictive dress, step-togethering down the aisle to Whitney Houston's 'I have nothing' and handing out pieces of the massive boobs-shaped wedding cake to guests.
posted by Cleo Twyford @ 7:15 PM   0 comments  
Men's fashion that should be banned #1
Saturday, September 10, 2005


Boat shoes - especially the type with tassles. Eeeeeuw

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posted by Cleo Twyford @ 8:32 PM   1 comments  
Rantings of my inner Evil Bridesmaid
Friday, September 09, 2005
Tradition. It makes people do some pretty bizarre stuff when it comes to weddings.

That something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue business for starters --

I want to know why it never involves borrowing a pair of comfortable old, faded blue panties from a friend. It knocks off three out of the four ...
posted by Cleo Twyford @ 11:27 AM   1 comments  
Solving the great gender movie divide
Monday, September 05, 2005
Cleo Twyford leaps over tall buildings with perfect unfrizzy hair in order to achieve the seemingly impossible - solve the great gender movie divide by creating an action flick that appeals to women.

1. The Cellulite Terminator - A robot from the future arrives to eradicate cellulite from the bottoms of the blighted female race.

2. Johnathan Cainer Intense Conversation. In this female version of Star Wars, the King of Astrological Stars embarks on some intense communication and emotional door-slamming fights of universe proportions. Also starring Yoga (Yoda) and Pap Smear (Padmir) - I don't like her much in this version.

3. Con Hair - the female star gets to con her hairdresser into giving her a freebie, saving an incredible $200, which she then uses to splurge on a new dress.

4. Lethal Weapon 5 - A woman uses some rather snazzy electric hedge clippers to create the garden of her dreams. (Yes this one's for you fellow birthday princess. Wink)
posted by Cleo Twyford @ 1:49 PM   5 comments  
A moody Mandy in the hazelnut tree of life
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Apparently in the forest of life I am a hazelnut tree. I would have doubted it myself, except there it was in black and white (yes, I believe everything I read ;))

But anyway I am a hazelnut tree and hazelnut trees are charming, have a sense of humor, understanding, popular, expect fairness, perfectionists and quite moody.

Er, actually hazelnut trees just produce hazelnuts. But anyway it's obviously a true and correct representation of myself except for the moody bit. Moody? Nobody likes a moody Mandy. And I'm not moody, well not that much. Well I definitely am in the week before red day*, but that doesn't count, does it?

* you know red day - that once-a-month scourge on the female existence. When you have to go purchase hideously expensive feminine hygiene products and spend a few days feeling like you're being drained of your energy and essential innards.
posted by Cleo Twyford @ 10:04 AM   0 comments  
 
This blog is blathered by a 30-something constant bridesmaid sometimes known as:
Cleo Twyford
Who trips over a lot in:
Melbourne, Victoria, AU

About Me:
Confession: I am really bad at reverse parking Confession 2: I have an inner Evil Bridesmaid Confession 3: I have mastered fridge-grazing as a meal option Confession 4: There is a committee in my head and sometimes they are loud. Yes, okay you can shut up now. I said shut up. Sorry about that.
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