tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post2451360778569942780..comments2024-02-25T19:54:19.848+11:00Comments on Fashion Hayley: WIN $500 thanks to BondsFashion Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13522752162663053784noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-34164664620880345842010-11-21T19:12:42.578+11:002010-11-21T19:12:42.578+11:00I wore my hubbies white bonds v neck t-shirt and t...I wore my hubbies white bonds v neck t-shirt and then ate spaghetti bolognese wearing it. Of course, it got a great big red stain on it. Not from the sauce, but actually from red wine that a friend accidentally spilt over it. <br /><br />So I took to the dry cleaner to get the stain removed and they handed it back saying they couldn't do anything. <br /><br />In despair, I decided to soak it at home and low and behold it came out. Phew!<br /><br />http://mossology.wordpress.com/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-34493850354382197072010-11-18T15:59:05.852+11:002010-11-18T15:59:05.852+11:00While we're supposed to share a story about ou...While we're supposed to share a story about ourselves, immediately at the sight of this question I thought about what my friend had witnessed whilst heading into town one night.<br /><br />There was a stench coming from somewhere in the nightclub. My friends grew curious at what it could be, strange i know - is that something you do when you're out with your girlfriends? Anyways, the smell had become worse. As girls do, they love bathrooms when they go out. My friends popped in there for a quick refresher only to notice a group of girls crowding in a corner of the bathroom with a drunken, crying friend. The smell had become so strong, it was unbearable to them. No, it was vomit. The drunk girl had accidently popped a number 3 in public, but was so drunk, she didn't notice and had done her deed in the club. My friend overheard one of the girls saying "Babe, take my underwear" and analysed as her friend took off her underwear and gave them to her friend. To my friends, they said this was absolutely disguisting, something that had gone horribly wrong. But personally, a friend who can offer that in such times is definitely a keeper!<br /><br />Sharing something like so can be horribly wrong. I still don't know how I feel about this situation....<br /><br /><br />Ps. thanks for the post about how to shred clothes. I've youtubed it so many times and no luck!citizenone5nine.https://www.blogger.com/profile/01832653965583846348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-50037621120102979942010-11-16T13:49:56.270+11:002010-11-16T13:49:56.270+11:00I have TOTALLY wanted to try the DIY shredded thin...I have TOTALLY wanted to try the DIY shredded thing for a while, and this has nudged me to give it a go :) Re: sharing, I also have an expensive pair of scissors from when I studied Millinery, which my husband tries to nick fort inappropriate uses, so now we have a cheap dodgy pair always in the kitchen drawer.<br /><br />My worst sharing experience that went horribly wrong, was also a borrowing tale. <br /><br />I was living in India for a few months, having a rented a flat with some friends, and had borrowed a cooking pot from an Indian family nearby (I think they'd actually brought us some food in it). <br /><br />Anyway, one day while I was washing my clothes over the toilet (the only drain place in this Indian flat), a pair of undies fell in - OH, THE HORROR!! So I decided I couldn't possibly wear them again until I boiled them for quite some time in boiling water, to disinfect.<br /><br />There they were, boiling away on the stove, when "guess who" decided to drop in for a visit? Oh, I can see it all in slow motion, even now, their smile turning to horror as recognition and then realisation dawned on them...<br /><br />We never spoke of it again afterwards, and they didn't loan us anything afterwards, either!trashtastika.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02837761016520442924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-5608645664209521682010-11-16T07:10:32.211+11:002010-11-16T07:10:32.211+11:00This has never worked out for me lol. I really fai...This has never worked out for me lol. I really fail at diy. I just buy shredded.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-59458945816872153742010-11-16T00:44:35.186+11:002010-11-16T00:44:35.186+11:00I once lent a friend a knit dress to wear to her g...I once lent a friend a knit dress to wear to her graduation art exhibition. At the time I was a poor uni student myself so the dress was a rather expensive one that took me a while to save up for. <br /><br />Obviously being her graduation and all, much fun was had by all and many free drinks were consumed throughout the course of the evening. After drinking her bodyweight in wine, she ended up throwing up and getting lovely chunks of her pre-party dinner on my dress. Delightful. <br /><br />She was very apologetic the next day and offered to get the dress drycleaned. I forgave her of course, but as for the dress.... have you ever tried to get the smell of vomit out of wool? I ended up throwing it away.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01223507142814121307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-88898550951791195062010-11-15T23:06:40.877+11:002010-11-15T23:06:40.877+11:00Accidentally shared a tooth brush a few times errr...Accidentally shared a tooth brush a few times errrrgrggggghhhhhhhh :SEllenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10682195554365017657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-22992902973135487632010-11-15T14:28:33.633+11:002010-11-15T14:28:33.633+11:00I'm used to being an only child for a while, a...I'm used to being an only child for a while, and only had to really share with my cousins. One night we were staying with my grandmother, we were young and I always slept in her be, with her and my two cousins in the other room sharing a bed. It was later into the nigh and one of the comes in and says their scared, so we move over and let her in. The other comes within an hour and says the same thing. So my gradmother ends up sleeping horizontally at the end of the bed, with us vertically sleeping. In the morning my granpa comes in and says to us all, thanks for taking up the bed, I ended up on the couch bhaha. Its lame but cute :)Christinneehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16019375633755772466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-21031951008435851012010-11-15T14:04:51.230+11:002010-11-15T14:04:51.230+11:00Great post! Love that you get in there and creativ...Great post! Love that you get in there and creative as well as learning off others!!<br /><br />http://life-of-katja.blogspot.com/Katjahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09703282709947411647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-5873188019849568262010-11-14T22:08:39.404+11:002010-11-14T22:08:39.404+11:00I never share my diet coke. Oh wait, you asked for...I never share my diet coke. Oh wait, you asked for a sharing story. Well, I don't have one. I do not play well with others. <br /><br />Great post BTW.Melissa {Suger}https://www.blogger.com/profile/10297932355360477833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-33671803749259398012010-11-13T17:53:37.718+11:002010-11-13T17:53:37.718+11:00Just realized that it's only for Australian...Just realized that it's only for Australian's. My bad! It was fun to share anyways ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-27972996143433627822010-11-13T17:50:04.532+11:002010-11-13T17:50:04.532+11:00In my senior year of high school, I was determined...In my senior year of high school, I was determined to find a prom date (I had only gone with girl friends previously). I had finally gotten the courage and asked a guy that I had been interested in for awhile to go to the prom with me. To my surprise, he said yes. I was ecstatic. A day or two later, my date had to admit to me that he had jokingly discussed going to the prom with another friend, too, and that she was upset that he was now going with me. I'm not a fighter, so I agreed that he would be both of our dates. So yes, I shared my date with another girl. It was quite stupid now that I think back on it, but I'm sure the guy had the worst end of the deal. He had to pose for 2 professional pictures, get drinks twice as often, and he didn't get to sit down and chat once. When it came down to the last dance, I was determined he would dance with me. It was my senior year after all. I spotted him with his other date, kissing on the dance floor. Needless to say, sharing a date is an awful choice to make!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-59510340478524366742010-11-13T16:51:41.760+11:002010-11-13T16:51:41.760+11:00Funny that this is the question, I have definitely...Funny that this is the question, I have definitely had a bad situation with sharing this week.<br /><br />My sister and I share a GHD. Well at least we used to until 3 days ago when she decided to drop it into a bathtub...filled with water.<br /><br />Needless to say the GHD is ruined and my hair is terrible. As my hair is cut in a bob and isnt long enough to be tied back, it is horrible! Please help me afford a new one. <br /><br />teatimeforwolves@hotmail.comFuture Warhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10210372658761777071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-1251681829844072352010-11-12T17:31:07.265+11:002010-11-12T17:31:07.265+11:00My mother and I shared a sewing machine for the lo...My mother and I shared a sewing machine for the longest time. One of the reasons was because I was young and couldn't afford one. We would make all kinds of crafts together: clothes, purses, hats, you name it! Then came the day that my brother had a sudden interest in sewing. <br /><br />We were showing him how to cut fabric and sharing my super super SUPER sharp Cutco scissors (which, by the way, are perfect for fabric) and he was cutting a material he liked. He had it perfectly laid out, ready to be sliced and diced, and the first snip came. He went completely still, sheet white, and then jump all of a sudden! He started screaming and we said, "What's wrong?!"<br /><br />He replies, "This scissors just electrocuted me!"<br /><br />Of course, we had no idea what he was talking about. We lifted up the fabric to see if it was some kind of static electricity.<br /><br />No.<br /><br />It was the power cord for the sewing machine that was plugged into the wall. The scissors cut right through the cord, destroying the sewing machine and my scissors.<br /><br />To this day, my brother refuses to learn anything about crafts and he isn't allowed to touch my scissors!<br /><br />Katie<br />www.kagerrr.tumblr.comKatiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15321227076025559663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-54820822639337052462010-11-12T12:51:11.905+11:002010-11-12T12:51:11.905+11:00Hey Hayley i met you at the Tangent party last nig...Hey Hayley i met you at the Tangent party last night, was V cool to meet you :D and ur hat was fabulous btw<br /><br />My house, I still live at home and my parents haven't had the decency to move out yet!!!! Jokes of course!<br /><br />But they don't understand a locked door is there to stop people going in. Many times I've had them barging in when I'm in the shower and need to duck for cover!!!!<br /><br />xxAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04839691457275894797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-25433609385679384252010-11-12T01:00:51.736+11:002010-11-12T01:00:51.736+11:00I'd love to feature you on my blog! I develope...I'd love to feature you on my blog! I developed the idea for "Loyal Rewards© " & this is how I promote my followers & help them increase traffic to their blog while allowing other followers to learn more about the blogs that I feature. If you're interested my blog is at www.elaundra.com. <br />♥ El'AundraEl'Aundra Dolcehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08693889564117192416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-72004931879205364282010-11-11T01:41:53.071+11:002010-11-11T01:41:53.071+11:00(Sorry Hayley, I wrote above post - Kat - and my e...(Sorry Hayley, I wrote above post - Kat - and my email address is angstypants@gmail.com. It might not matter as I posted from a gmail account, but in case it does, you have a copy of this. I've come out from lurking!)Kathleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17043554563701463648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-78322105094045796762010-11-11T01:26:20.796+11:002010-11-11T01:26:20.796+11:00My brother who is two years younger than me was dr...My brother who is two years younger than me was dressing up as a girl for the last day of his final year. I'd started uni in the city and was barely around, so he asked if he could borrow a bra (a weird enough conversation, let me tell you...even though I have a drag queen in the family). Of course, being the totally obliging and loving sister who couldn't wait to see the photos of him parading around in the school's short plaid number, I lent him one to fill with tissues (now he knew the pain of the girls he had made fun of who were hitting puberty). The twist? <br />I went through my stuff a few days later and some key pieces were missing: so I asked Mum - back in the days years ago where I didn't do my own washing - if she knew where they were. No idea. I'd been staying at friend's houses in the city so made some awkward phone calls to see if I'd embarrassingly left these lying around.<br />My brother, wanting to have his bra matching, had sourced the colour-coding underwear from my collection, and borrow some stockings (my best, thick, never get a ladder types). Of course during the day of being laughed at, my bra, my undies, and my stockings were all taken away from my brother - he probably willingly gave them up - and paraded around...at one stage, my undies were being flicked around a Year 12 classroom.<br />To add to this, I'm not a small girl (why I could share with my 6 foot 5 brother) so I imagine this looked like flying sheets.<br />My undies came back with holes, my stockings with ladders, my bra with an underwire missing, and my brother with a very red face.<br />I can only laugh about this 7 years later.Kathleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17043554563701463648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-292334615665829082010-11-10T22:29:48.755+11:002010-11-10T22:29:48.755+11:00My Sister had this cream top that I really like an...My Sister had this cream top that I really like and she let me borrow it one day after i begged her for hours. That day, we went to eat dumplings and as i dipped my dumpling into the soy sauce, it splattered all over the white sleeve. The stain won't get out too. Since then she's pretty reluctant to lend me any clothes and brings up the same event . Sigh.SuetSuethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430776391240719658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-28830269252675559202010-11-10T21:33:21.440+11:002010-11-10T21:33:21.440+11:00Ergh. Sharing my favorite MAGIC black Kookai dress...Ergh. Sharing my favorite MAGIC black Kookai dress (you know, ruched black lycra, smoothed out all the bumps, turned me into voluptuous smouldering fifties-girl) with a pregnant friend. <br /><br />Well, I say shared. <br />Actually, she came over to borrow a dress while I was out and chose the only thing I would have said no to. Yeah. Her preggers belly left an impression on my lycra. So much so that the next time I put it on? It channelled ME into a pregnant shape. NOT happiness.Cwybrowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03496964785825887590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-54855182143888286712010-11-10T18:29:28.952+11:002010-11-10T18:29:28.952+11:00Haha! Awesome idea for a competition:)MY worst sto...Haha! Awesome idea for a competition:)MY worst story involves me inadvertently attacking someone. <br /><br />I went to this awesome gym in Melbourne, that had these great kickboxing classes. It was a small gym, so if you were late to the class you usually had to share a boxing bag with someone. I was generally late. <br /><br />One day, I was sharing a boxing bag with a girl and we were doing one of those one-person-holds-the-bag-other-person-kicks sort of things, and I got a bit carried away with the kicking and ended up with my foot in the girl's face. Accident, of course, but when there's blood and pain, you generally feel pretty bad. Last time I went to kickboxing. It was not a particularly good sharing experience.tarantulatrashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07309625417285931112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-78350879211256836672010-11-10T17:54:12.236+11:002010-11-10T17:54:12.236+11:00Some things should never be shared - that includes...Some things should never be shared - that includes heels! But don't worry, I said see-ya later to him quick smart.Kaithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13845948847819565655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-27496036471327523802010-11-10T17:50:01.140+11:002010-11-10T17:50:01.140+11:00I was in year 10 and I had this really annoying ch...I was in year 10 and I had this really annoying chemistry teacher, argh i know why would i do chemistry right? Well anyway, one day she needed a pen and everyone in my class was reluctant to lend her a pen because everyone in my class didn't like her. so i was the closest person to her and she borrowed my pen to sign a permission slip. whilst she was signing, she stopped for a while and then she was literally biting the ends off my pen, ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. i told her she could keep the pen. the whole class i was disgusted by the incident and my friends couldn't stop laughing at me. i wasn't upset that i lost my pen, i just felt sorry for my pen that it had to go through that :(sallieeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03438493149183759127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-36151934752402770792010-11-10T14:57:11.285+11:002010-11-10T14:57:11.285+11:00My absolute worst sharing incident was in year 8 w...My absolute worst sharing incident was in year 8 when I lent a girl my favorite jacket (it might have been flannel, but hey, it was the 90's). Anyway, I'd been asking her for it back and she finally wore it to school on this cold day and she had a bad cold. When I noticed her wearing it I ran up to ask her to give it back to me i realised she was in the process of wiping her snotty nose on the sleeve!!!<br />I let her keep it. No more sharing for me.Neko Nekiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07979656354458666033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-83481957450542513322010-11-10T14:56:20.708+11:002010-11-10T14:56:20.708+11:00My absolute worst sharing incident was in year 8 w...My absolute worst sharing incident was in year 8 when I lent a girl my favorite jacket (it might have been flannel, but hey, it was the 90's). Anyway, I'd been asking her for it back and she finally wore it to school on this cold day and she had a bad cold. When I noticed her wearing it I ran up to ask her to give it back to me i realised she was in the process of wiping her snotty nose on the sleeve!!!<br />I let her keep it. :(Neko Nekiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07979656354458666033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472985277273339152.post-2812347765509817442010-11-10T14:20:51.583+11:002010-11-10T14:20:51.583+11:00My best friend and I decided to buy a Marnie Skill...My best friend and I decided to buy a Marnie Skillings dress from a sale last year, we would each pay half, wear it for as long as we wanted, then sell it on ebay and split the proceeds. I was going to wear it to a fancy party, but she needed it for a 21st the weekend before.<br />The dress was beautiful, and my friend said it had been quite a dancey night, and she would wash it before giving it to me. Sadly, my silly friend decided to handwash this perfect silk dress, and the whole thing shrunk - the outer layer was shorter than the lining/slip! <br />So I never got to wear it, and it would have been useless to try and sell, as well. What a waste of money! That bonds $500 would really come in handy right about now.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14119314247719322321noreply@blogger.com