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Tuesday, 13 March 2012
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Al-troo-is-tik
The broken lamp that never plays.
The broken record that never ignites.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Nevermind, nevermind redemption is not an option.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
How does this world even turn when it's anchored to your black heart!
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Everything is nothing
Plug it in - give it more juice.
You keep going, you keep burning, you keep spinning but how?
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Is it heavy? Is it hard to carry, to carry on?
No.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012
The broken record that never ignites.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Nevermind, nevermind redemption is not an option.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
How does this world even turn when it's anchored to your black heart!
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
You keep going, you keep burning, you keep spinning but how?
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Is it heavy? Is it hard to carry, to carry on?
No.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Saturday, 10 March 2012
La-la-la
When I bury my head in the sand I breathe more freely,when I bury my head in the sand...
And when I put my head in the clouds my feet have never felt so solid on the ground, when I put my head in the clouds...
When I turn a blind eye my vision is 20/20 and I can see for miles, when I turn a blind eye...
And when I dig a hole for myself I stand so tall - taller than I ever have, when I dig a hole for myself...
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012
Sunday, 4 March 2012
03-03-2012
There is only ever one.
And they will always stay in the part of your heart that beats a little faster when you see them, and beats a little slower when you hold them.
There is only ever one.
And they will always stay in that part of your heart that bleeds a little more when they are sad and breaks a little harder when they leave.
There is only ever one.
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012
And they will always stay in the part of your heart that beats a little faster when you see them, and beats a little slower when you hold them.
There is only ever one.
And they will always stay in that part of your heart that bleeds a little more when they are sad and breaks a little harder when they leave.
There is only ever one.
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012
12-02-2012
Among the push and the shove lies a quiet place.
Among the shout and the cries, a silent space.
Banish the bustle - demolish the hustle.
Nestle down among the soft.
Be still....
Just wait.
Now close your eyes - not your mind.
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012
Monday, 13 February 2012
06-02-2012
This tired upholstery is no match for these tired eyes.
Street lamps with amber halos race past, silently. Here am I - looking outside, inside this rattling tin can.
It's already tomorrow but I'm not finished with today.
Pull the emergency brake - let's have a sudden stop!
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012

Street lamps with amber halos race past, silently. Here am I - looking outside, inside this rattling tin can.
It's already tomorrow but I'm not finished with today.
Pull the emergency brake - let's have a sudden stop!
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012
01-01-2012
Now I watch the shadows, they dance on the white washed walls of this tiny room.
Tonight I'm a shadow boxer, fighting something I may never defeat.
The windows are wide open to welcome in the cold that keeps me alive.
I ponder the year ahead with fists tight and my right hook ready.
Can we get lost among our daydreams? I hope so.
To be lost means there is a chance we might be found.
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012
Tuesday, 24 May 2011
The Comeback Kid
Oh dear... its been way, way, WAY too long between drinks [aka blogs] I'm sure all 8 of you have been on the edge of ya seat waiting for a Big Hair update??....errrr...or maybe not.
Well this post won't be THE comeback - but I thought it might be good to get warmed up, start tapping at the keyboard again and just see where it leads......
Now because this blog post is a little bit lean on the content front, I thought I might jazz it up with my favourite picture of the hour!
Until next time BOBH - stay amazing!
xoxo
Well this post won't be THE comeback - but I thought it might be good to get warmed up, start tapping at the keyboard again and just see where it leads......
Now because this blog post is a little bit lean on the content front, I thought I might jazz it up with my favourite picture of the hour!
Until next time BOBH - stay amazing!
xoxo
Wednesday, 30 June 2010
It's Been One Of Those Days.....
Tuesday, 22 June 2010
Teaching Nicole Kidman How To Dance...
Who can forget when our national treasure ( statement only applies if you are an Orstraylian') Nicole Kidman in that Chanel No. 5 Moulin Rouge-esque commercial from a few years back when she uttered that (pointless) line..." I'm a daaarncer! I love to dance" which she delivered in a breathy, slightly unhinged way...
And the premise was that she was the most famous actress in the world having a nervous breakdown (!?) and then hid out on some poor guys roof!
Mind you, there were many pointless elements and lines to that commercial that bordered on ridiculous...there she was trying to play the ingénue ( with all that botox?) but just ended up looking deranged and contorted...Nickers! What have you done!!
*Before I go on...here is a little reminder of this commercial, I've paraphrased the commercial in the form of video stills to save time ....( for a closer look; just click on the pic!)
But finally an answer to this conumdrum in the form of Boys Town Gang...( no connection to the charity...and when you see the clip you will see why....ahem!)...yes, Boys Town Gang to the rescue...watch and learn Nickers...watch and learn...
Take it away BTG....
CLICK ON THE LINK FOR A LESSON IN COOL MOVES > Boys Town Gang
! Forgotton the 'real commercial and all it's 'memorable' lines? ( "Drive"; "It's Beautiful up here"; " I love to dance /darrnce...") then follow the link...Nicole Kidman Mambo No.5
And the premise was that she was the most famous actress in the world having a nervous breakdown (!?) and then hid out on some poor guys roof!
Mind you, there were many pointless elements and lines to that commercial that bordered on ridiculous...there she was trying to play the ingénue ( with all that botox?) but just ended up looking deranged and contorted...Nickers! What have you done!!
*Before I go on...here is a little reminder of this commercial, I've paraphrased the commercial in the form of video stills to save time ....( for a closer look; just click on the pic!)
Ok I digress...what was my point? ...Oh yes, that ad and what was noted was that she struck a pose as if about break into a dance.
My friends and I oftem mused over this particular point and in my quieter moments I mused some more..." What style of dance would be appropriate at that particular juncture...come on love! you can't just 'strike a pose! It ain't vogue y'know, you need to work the room!But finally an answer to this conumdrum in the form of Boys Town Gang...( no connection to the charity...and when you see the clip you will see why....ahem!)...yes, Boys Town Gang to the rescue...watch and learn Nickers...watch and learn...
Take it away BTG....
CLICK ON THE LINK FOR A LESSON IN COOL MOVES > Boys Town Gang
! Forgotton the 'real commercial and all it's 'memorable' lines? ( "Drive"; "It's Beautiful up here"; " I love to dance /darrnce...") then follow the link...Nicole Kidman Mambo No.5
Wednesday, 16 June 2010
Pause For ( Random and Pointless ) Thought... 2#
Greetings BOBH!
So the other night, as I was walking home, a question, of deep profoundness, struck me...
If television is the drug of the nation, is Persian the rug of the nation?
I think this is going to give me a few sleepless nights until I work out the answer...
**Acknowledgment: The Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy for writing such an awesome song in the first place!!
So the other night, as I was walking home, a question, of deep profoundness, struck me...
If television is the drug of the nation, is Persian the rug of the nation?
I think this is going to give me a few sleepless nights until I work out the answer...
**Acknowledgment: The Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy for writing such an awesome song in the first place!!
Tuesday, 15 June 2010
One For The Road...
BEHOLD!
The man with a beard... that looks like a dog!
Outstanding!!!
Ok, that's all for today...Adios Buddies of Bighair ©™
The man with a beard... that looks like a dog!
Outstanding!!!
Ok, that's all for today...Adios Buddies of Bighair ©™
Pause For ( Random ) Thought... 1#
Blogs and Twitters must be the only time any of us...ever, want a complete stranger to 'follow' us......
Monday, 14 June 2010
Stop Press! Bighair gets the chop! Buddies of Bighair in state of confusion
Well the title and URL does anyway....so Buddies of Bighair ©™ please note that Stella Bighair's Blog-a-bananaram..plakarma....whatever the heck it was called, has now become...
Stella Bighair's Blah Blah Blah ©™ and can be found at http://stellabighair.blogspot.com
But this is not the only change a foot, as right here, on these very pages, the dawning of a new Bighair blog-era is about to rise..like freshly baked bread or Stella's hair on a humid day...look out for future blog updates..
Stella Bighair's Blah Blah Blah ©™ and can be found at http://stellabighair.blogspot.com
But this is not the only change a foot, as right here, on these very pages, the dawning of a new Bighair blog-era is about to rise..like freshly baked bread or Stella's hair on a humid day...look out for future blog updates..
Tuesday, 8 June 2010
Stella! The children are waiting!! Please tell them the story about the bald frog with the wig...
The follically challenged frog lived in a land where all other frogs were blessed with a full head of hair.
Freddy was so embarrassed by his condition that he purchased a wig which was so beautiful that it looked like spun gold upon his head. And all the frogs loved him with this hair and made him king of the hairy frogs even though he really didn't have any hair.
The End
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