Oakley is jumping into the electronic age with sunglasses that play music and work with cellphones. Following the success of its digital music-playing Thump sunglasses, Oakley plans to introduce its phone-ready Razrwire range this month.
Hi-tech sunnies on the way Read Post »
Southland’s second NZ Idol contestant didnt make it through to the next round. Unfortunately for Saelyn, a fickle public voted for the other lot. Personally, I’d rather pay to vote to get rid of the judges than the contestants. Frankie and Jackie seem to be content to offer us a second rate impersonation of their
End of the road for Southland Idol Read Post »
(This is the Online column, written for The Southland Times) For those of you who missed the big news of the week, the hair-do hall of shame has been announced. Yes folks, it’s official, according to a survey for Braun the mullet is one of the nastiest fashion trends of all time. It’s No 2
Blast of the mohicans Read Post »
The date’s been set so brace yourself for the impending onslaught of excited politicians looking to shake your hand, kiss your baby and secure your vote. Interestingly, September 17 probably isn’t too far away from the date the 2005 NZ Idol winner will be announced. I wonder which event will have the greater voter turnout.
Let the voting begin Read Post »
(This is the Online column, written for The Southland Times) So, did you miss me last week — or was it a welcome change to read the technology page without my irrational ramblings? I was in Christchurch last week having a mini holiday with my teenage son and well-insured husband. Planning a holiday is so
Things you can do at the push of a button Read Post »
The wrong choice of apparel is the quickest way to make yourself look like a total knob or a dinosaur, or in the case of Motley Crue, both. There I was, innocently minding my own business, watching the Live 8 spectacular on Sunday when all of a sudden the band that time forgot appeared. Admittedly,
Remembering fashion fads and mistakes Read Post »
It started off like any other Monday — opened one eye, crawled out of bed, staggered towards the kitchen to get up close and personal with a cup of tea, got attacked by the cat, prised open the other eye, found the morning newspaper and settled down to read it. That was when it hit
Graceful aging and spandex Read Post »
So, Tim’s finished his reign as the lord of the dance. As I sat at work on Sunday night enduring the agonising wait along with everyone else, listening to the metallic beeps of assorted cellphones being notified of counted votes (and the deafening silence of those who never received any comforting beeps), I couldn’t help
