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Tuesday, 9 February 2010

Viva La Soviet!

 

I've got a thing about Russia. I love the traditions, and the beautiful buildings and the Russian Ballet, and Russian hisory is really interesting. I also really love Russian dolls!

A couple of years back me and my best girl used to work in this oddball little shop that sold speciality teas, coffee beans and particulary ugly and expensive ceramics. If your from the UK, yes it is 'THAT tea and coffee emporium' the one that nearly went bust.
So there we were, not doing an awful lot one day-nothing special there, shop had grand total of 3 customers everyday, and my friend just started talking in this really good russian accent. She did that a lot, just adopted an accent for the day, and it has me in creases. And there started out love for Russia!
So there we were, her talking jibberish and this customer walks in and hears her doing her (very convincing) Russian thing-bless her goes bright red, and wasnt sure weather to just talk normally or keep pretending, so she looks at me and says 'Vickyezs, i for go upstairs now' and legged it up to the stock room, wher i can hear her howling with laughter. Me, on the other hand is desperately trying to keep a straight face, and tell this man that she is on an exchange trip to improve her English! Troube was, that he was quite a regular so after that, she just mumbled in his presence! 

Haha we were awful in that shop, known as 'those girls that only ever play Kings Of Leon in the shop' except when we were playing teach yourself Russian cd's and telling all customers radio tuner was jamed. Thems were the days. Not surprisingly, neither of us work there any more- i decided to have a nervous breakdown instead and she went to uni :p

Was so much fun though!In those days we used to tie the gift wrap ribbon into little bows and stick them all over me!

I was thinking about this the other day, as i was messing about looking for the old series of 'skins' online, and i came across this website, with quotes soppsedly written by the characters, that kind of thing...

 
"I always wished I could be a Russian Doll. A red one. With a big pair of bright blue eyes and painted on eyelashes and pink rosy cheeks. Really rosy. And my mouth would be painted on red like a bow. I’d have a flower on my chest - a rose - and two small little hands by my side. And then I could be un wrapped, two, three, four times until I was small. Really small"

'Cassie', Skins.

ok so i know its a TV programme, but it kind of struck a chord with me-this isnt why i like them, i just think they are proper cute.
But my mum collected them, and always used to take them apart.I saw her stairing at the smallest one of a set for hours once. Maybe she wanted to unwrap the layers of herself to get to the real pieces of her?maybe she thought that was all she was. Or maybe her anorexia just wanted her to be smaller. Sorry, im just thinking out loud, dont mind me.


xxx

3 comments:

mariposai said...

Haha that little story made me laugh!

I love Russian dolls, they are exquisite, yet there's also something vaguely freakist about them too...hmmm

Sarah x

Jessie said...

I love this story! I laughed so hard reading it. It sounds like the kind of thing my best friend and I used to do. We'd go into stores and pretend that we'd just been abandoned by our parents or that we were looking for our brother who we'd lost while babysitting. How we didn't get arrested I don't know.

And I too love all things Russian. Not really sure why, but I went through this phase in high-school where I was absolutely obsessed with the history of pre-revolutionary Russia. Kind of weird. But I would love to go to Russia someday.

Sairs said...

I love this too. It sounds like something I would do. What comes to mind though is my friend Jo from my old work, she used to talk in an different accents sometimes and she was hilarious. She always had some crazy thing to tell us. She loves ginger biscuits and one day there was one left and our German academic came down and ate it and you should have seen Jo it was so funny, she went off her nut. I guess you had to be there but now in that office there is a rule, no one is allowed to have Jo's last ginger, lol. I guess I thought of this because it was the school of languages and when I read your post I got to thinking about the Russian academics (who are lovely by the way) and I remembered this! Oh, there is the posibility of a bow on Andy's mum's birthday card for friday I am making. I have to make it fit but it is the same colour scheme. Regardless, I will post the pic on my blog! I like Russian dolls too :-)
*hugs*
Sarah