Frocktober Pledg-a-ma-jig

So I thought it’d be worth doing a kind of ‘Pledge’ re: Frocktober, so all the boys and girls out there who may consider sponsoring me (At this point it includes…my Mum, My Grandmother, the Boy and some friends who may or may not be too scared not to…*smiles sweetly*) have an idea of what I’ll actually be doing. And if I don’t do it, then they can offer up scoldings and verbal abuse. Welcome to my life. (/sarcasm)

During Frocktober I will…

• Wear a dress every day. Including to work (bring on the business fashion! Woop!, Woop!) and in all sorts of weather (thank-god it’s spring..), for the whole of the month of October.
  
• Wear dresses I already own, or, in the case where I think I need more/I’m running out of options, wear only home-made or op shop finds.
• Any dresses I will not be wearing again AFTER Frocktober, I’ll be selling on Ebay, with proceeds going to the Ovarian Cancer Research Foundation. If they don’t sell, they’ll be re-donated. Nothing will go to waste!
• I will document, each day, what I have worn, with photos and post them on blogger, tumblr and facebook so people can keep an eye on what I’m up to.
• Not be wearing dresses at night. (Due to a few social/costume events where it’s probably not wise to.) But will remain ‘frocked up’ until at least 6pm.
  
• Have fun! Raise money! And do my best to raise awareness about Ovarian Cancer amongst my friends, family and all those people I’m vaguely connected to on facebook and other social media websites ; )

That’s it so far! It’ll probably change! I’m always up for a challenge….

Now all I need to do is figure out which dress I’ll be wearing first!

Ladies and Gents: It's FROCKTOBER!!

Greetings!

During the month of Frocktober I'll be frocking up EVERY DAY in support of the festive fundraising initiative aiming to raise funds for the Ovarian Cancer Research Foundation (OCRF).

A striking statistic is that, across Australia, "One woman dies every ten hours from ovarian cancer…for many women with ovarian cancer, the disease is already well advanced when they are first diagnosed”.

Unfortunately, there is currently no screening test for ovarian cancer. Frocktober aims to help improve the outlook for women with the disease by supporting the quest for a suitable early detection test, through fundraising for the OCRF.

Through fun – and sometimes quirky – measures, Frocktober is all about:
• increasing the public's awareness of ovarian cancer and what it is
• promoting women's health & wellbeing
• celebrating the great diversity of shapes, sizes and colours women come in.

Essentially, Frocktober puts forward a challenge to girls, women and interested men far and wide: To don a frock for a day, week, fortnight or a full month during October, and get sponsored for it! It’s not just frocking up though, it’s about creating frocks, sourcing frocks through creative measures and in essence celebrating the frock in all its feminine glory...

Now that you know what I’ll be up to during Frocktober, there are several ways to sponsor me:

• Cash: just fill out my donation form when donating your money.
• On-line payment: visit www.frocktober.org, go to the 'donate' page and include my registration number in the confirmation page.
• Electronic Funds Transfer: Enter my registration number in the 'reference' field from your internet banking service. This will help track your payment.
Registration Number: 617821
Account name: Frocktober Inc
BSB 633000
Account number 134323187

• Cheque / Money Order: Please make payable to Frocktober Incorporated and post to Frocktober Inc, 10 Mulquiney Crescent, Highton VIC 3216.


In 2010, October is Frocktober...open up your hearts and wardrobes; it's a frockin' good cause!

Thanks for your time Guys <333

musings

My situation at the moment is making me go back and re-evaluate certain things about my life. Things I should have or I didn't do, things that, looking back, I wish I had done or I wish I'd done better. People I could have treated differently. I'd like to say that I'm pleased with the person I am today, but that would be a lie. There's days when I am and days when I'm not. Days when I still wish I could change.

Looking back on people I've lost. Some have died, some haven't. Some just drifted away over time and lack of communication, on my part mostly, I'm pretty terrible at that at the best of times. And some who my actions pushed away. I sometimes have trouble adjusting to the fact that now, all my friends are at different stages in their lives. And whilst I want to see them the same way I saw them in, say, High school or back in my home town, it's not like that anymore. Some of them have a different focus now, some are doing things I could only dream of doing, some are doing things that I would call mistakes, but it's their life, so who am I to judge?

I've let a lot of people down. And there've been times when I've really let myself down. It's really easy to miss the things you don't want to see in the first place. Sometimes I wish I'd had the foresight to make better decisions. But making mistakes is part of learning and I'm definitely learning now. It's good and it's bad and sometimes it just sucks. Today I found some stuff belonging to someone who was a friend. I had to email here asking where I should send them and it was typically polite. But I felt numb afterward. This was someone with whom I used to share my deepest, darkest secrets. Someone who knows more about me than some of my closest friends now. It's so easy for all that to just slip away. The whole situation was messy though, at the end. But I wish she'd been able to tell me that something was wrong and I wish I hadn't been so blind not to see that what might not have been a big deal to me at the time, was to her.

I'm not going to go to grave, whenever that may be, without any regrets. Regrets are a part of life. But, I'd like to think that now, I'm in a position to make better decisions than I have in the past. Decisions that I've actually considered, rather than making on the spot, without thinking of the effects they may have on others. I want to be happy. And I want to be carefree and I want to be a bit stupid sometimes, but not at the risk of losing my friends or hurting the people I care about. I've been so focused in the past on what other people see and so little on what I see when I look in the mirror and more importantly what I want to see. Because isn't that more important? I'd sooner be happy with myself, with good friends, than hate the very sight of me, but for five minutes be the life of the party.

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oh. my. god.

ebay ebay ebay

I am making profit on Ebay!!!!!!!

I'm not crazy surprised. BUT I did have some initial disappointment so, it's kind of made my week knowing that I can actually sell something without too much drama. Who am I kidding, my life is FULL of drama. But so far Ebay has been delightfully smooth sailing. I put the auctions up, people bid or Buy It Now (My personal favorite) and the world is a bright happy place.

The occasional trip to the Post Office and 'Hey Presto!' I'm the grand high Ebay Queen!

The fact that I still only have a little Gold star has NOTHING to do with it.

Like most things, I have noticed a few little tricks/tips/quirks/bad habits whilst on my Ebay spree and I think I'll start sharing them with you on a more regular basis. My time away from work means I haven't been able to share too many of my customer service peeves, so I'm hoping this will be a valid substitute.

blegh

Gearing myself to upload my first round of photos on Chictopia.

Still a bit nervous, not sure how it'll be received and I'm still not 100% sure of what the outfit will be. I've worn some fairly awesome stuff in the last few days, that I haven't had the chance to take any pictures of (I'm quietly kicking myself). But I'm quietly committed to getting things done, so hopefully I'll be able to go on some sort of crazed uploading frenzy within the next few days.

I'm pretty sure I'm going all black and blue today, as opposed to yesterday when I was all florals. That was intense. I'm loathe to admit that I wear too much black and should probably amp up the colour in my wardrobe, but sometimes I think I run the risk of looking a bit too Stepford for my liking. I mean, I can wear florals, most people can wear them, but whether or not I can pull them off is the question. Pastels I try and steer clear of, unless I'm wearing them with something else (usually black *smack on wrist*), because I tend to look a bit washed out.

I have pale skin already - and off on a quick tangent, I actually have really strange skin. Some of it tans better than other bits of it and I end up looking splotchy. Angst, angst, angst. All the same, bring on summer! I can't wait to be able to go out during the day and night and not have to lug around a jacket or 50, just so I don't freeze to death. I feel the cold in some cases more keenly than others and tend to go out dressed like the Michelin Man (that guy > and yeah, there's a horrible comparison I hadn't yet considered, I'mma start calling myself Stay Puft now, in preparation for the time when my friends inevitably start to do so), ready to to spread joy and affordable tyres to trucks and SUVs around the world.