Too Sexy For My Books

The lack of blogging has been noted and in attempt to revive too sexy kimananda has sent out the dreaded meme tag. I will rise to the challenge and hopefully this will inspire some frequency in my posting habits.

If I’m going to do this I better do it properly and follow the rules:

- Link to the person that tagged you.

- Post the rules on your blog.

- Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.

- Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.

- Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.

1. Play the bass. One thing (along with craving for the sun) I miss terribly is my bass. One of the groups I am involved with is something called Mesh, a social network bunny for professionals with creative second lives (no, not that kind of SL). I was telling a friend about this group and she asked, quite frankly, how and why I was member? This response had me non-plussed for a while, until I realised that my music is a part of me that people over here are not familiar with. Sure they see my favourite Motorhead t-shirt often and will rarely see me without ipod and headphones but these are just shadowy trappings of music - they are not the real passion. I miss Sunday jams at Bec and Nikk’s. I miss just being around such talented muso types and feeling safe and comfortable enough to just jam and let go. These sessions could and would go on for 12 hrs. I miss my baby. I miss my music.

2. Have a weakness for old movies. In particular old Cary Grant movies. My favourite actor is that dark haired Brit and favourite actress is Lauren Bacall (closely followed by Katherine Hepburn). Hepburn and Grant are amazing in ‘The Philadelphia Story’, whilst not so amazing I also love them in the Howard Hawks screwball ‘Bringing Up Baby’. Those screwball comedies of the late 30s and early 40s never fail to make me giggle. 1939 is considered to be the golden year of Hollywood and I have to agree.

My favourite Lauren Bacall flicks are her debut ‘To Have and Have Not’ and ‘How to Marry a Millionaire’. ‘To Have and Have Not’ is another great Howard Hawks film and the sexual tension between Bogie and Bacall is electric. I’m going to go out on a limb here and say I prefer it ever so slightly to ‘Casablanca’ - despite it being based on Hemingway’s novel (cannot stand Hemingway - nor Wordsworth - think they are both very overrated). ‘How to Marry a Millionaire’ is just a silly fun movie. Many consider it to be one of Marilyn Monroe’s greatest comedy roles - I think it is but its Bacall as Schatze that I adore.

3. Have an even bigger weakness for bad, tragic 80s Rock. As I write this I have the the last.fm 80s Rock playlist thundering away and currently listening to a live version of the Crue’s ‘Shout at the Devil’ - oh, now we are on to ‘Don’t Know What You’ve Got’ by Cinderella. I have to put my hand up and admit I own both of these songs. I also have the complete AC/DC collection thanks to Kimanada’s Rock Star Boyfriend. I blame this quirky penchant on my father, my brother and the Stig.

True, my father is more of a rock ‘n’ roll purist (he has a great record collection from the 50s and 60s) but being brought up on a solid foundation of classic rock lead me to be drawn to the punchy bass and heavy, choppy I-IV-V chords of a lot of the rock to come out of the 80s. My big brother is an obvious influence - it was he who introduced me to Def Leppard and Van Halen amongst other rock staples of the era. I managed to hide this tragic tendency under a cover of electronica and 80s pop until I met the Stig - a man who embodies most of the qualities of such music (including the Swedish hair). It was Stig who allowed me to openly admit to my likings of this music and unleash my inner rock chick - who was never really that far beneath the surface.

4. Cannot surf. Despite growing up at Noosa for the life of me I cannot surf. I never really thought about this until a couple of Danes and Norwegians offered to teach me . . .

5. Believe in Fate - too a degree. I don’t believe in three Norns (the maiden, the mother and the other one) sitting up on high somewhere and weaving our destinies but I do believe that you cannot control you future. As a Virgo this has been a very difficult thing to come to terms with - life has a habit of taking you on unexpected paths and journeys. I’ve learnt now not to question such detours nor try and second guess what might happen if . . . instead make the most of what is thrown at you. I still plan, it is my nature but I can throw those plans away if something outside sweeps me up and decides I need to follow it rather than my meticulous list. Never thought I’d end up as a geek in London - but here I am and loving every moment of it!

6. Am a real tea snob. I mean a serious tea snob. Back home I would not buy any other tea than that from the Tea Centre. Upon moving to Copenhagen was continually told that the tea at AC Perch was the best - nope, sorry its not. ‘The best’ is to be found at the Tea Centre, this store is owned and run by a Dane (a lovely fellow who personally introduced me to ‘Ginger Kiss’) who really knows his tea. I still get giddy at the thought of the list of teas found printed on the yellow cardboard. The soothing chant of letters such as T.G.F.O.P and B.F.G.O.P still bring me comfort. Twinings just doesn’t cut it in comparison - mind you I certainly won’t say no to any cuppa! Along with my quasi-belief in fate I believe most strongly in restorative powers of tea - any tea.

There you go - 6 random quirky things about me. Afraid I’m going to dig my heels in and not do the last of the rules - I won’t tag anyone but if you wish to participate consider yourself tagged

‘Kickstart My Heart’, Motley Crue