Monday was Auckland Anniversary day. Due to its name, much of the focus is on Auckland city, but the anniversary celebrates the founding of Auckland province, which extended far beyond the piddly little boundaries of today’s Auckland City.
Auckland Province was huge. It was basically the top half of the North Island. If you can imagine a horizontal line running just south of Lake Taupo, everything above that was Auckland Province. That includes the contemporary cities and towns of Whangarei, Hamilton, Tauranga, Gisborne, Rotorua and Taupo, as well as Auckland city.
Auckland Province only existed from 1853 to 1876, but it’s kind of cool that the arbitrary geographical area (its southern boundary was a straight line based on the 39th parallel) is still honoured once a year, even if most people don’t know this and instead moan about Auckland City getting the naming rights.
By the way, New Zealand’s Anniversary Days system is a muddle, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. The Department of Labour’s webpage on the holidays has a whole lot of notes about all variations for the holidays in Canterbury, Westland, Otago and Southland. Everyone gets a day off, but when that is seems totally open for debate.
Straight outta Surfdale
Chris McDowall, who does cool things with maps, has done another cool thing with a map. Specially, he’s taken a map of New Zealand and mixed up the place names. This might not sound like much, but the map has a pleasingly uncanny feeling to it.
Suddenly my personal history is changed. I was born in Surfdale, moved to Geraldine in the ’90s, also lived in Kakanui and now reside in the seaside town of Putaruru. Last month I went to Hikurangi for a few days, with the bus changing at Akaroa. Earlier in 2003, I explored the thermal wonderland of Martinborough.
See, that’s weird. A nice side effect is discovering all the place names of small towns, suddenly given prominence when attached to a major population. Behold the mountainside tourism town of Rakaia or the earthquake-troubled city of Maruia.
I’ve been thinking of various sci-fi scenarios of why a map of New Zealand would end up with all the wrong place names. Like, it’s a post-apocalyptic world and the survivors are trying to recreate a map of Old Zealand using only a list of place names and vague news reports gleaned from a decaying copy of the olden “interweb”. So that riverside city in the North Island, that must be Surfale, right, because it had an award-winning beach, right?
Clothes at the Grammys
Lorde did not wear anything by New Zealander designers. For the “Royals” performance, she wore a white Prada shirt and black Celine trousers. For the rest of the ceremony she wore a black Balenciaga gown.
So that’s interesting. Normally when a New Zealander appears at such an international event, the expectation is that they will support the local fashion industry by wearing something local, as if the New Zealand fashion industry is struggling and needs all the help it can get. Going with international fashion houses seems like a very Lorde move. Rather than making a big statement about New Zealand, she just wore what she liked. Kind of like what most of us do when we get dressed every morning.
Curiously enough, the white sleeveless shirt and wide black trousers combo is not unlike what the cool girls were wearing when I was Lorde’s age, back in the early ’90s.
There’s always talk about women doing sexy dances on stage at such events, but who was doing that? Pink, Beyonce and Katy Perry, aka a 34-year-old doing highly technical and skilful acrobatic manoeuvres, a 32-year-old duetting with her husband about being in love, and a 29-year-old doing a Spinal Tap vs goth dance. They’ve all earned it.
The two weirdest fashions of the Grammy’s were Lorde’s smudgy black fingertips and Pharrell’s hat, both of which had their own (unfunny) twitter accounts by the end of the ceremony. It turns out that smudgy-black-fingertips look is something that’s been popping up in edgy fashion lately. It seems like a refreshing rebellion against all the intricate nail art and neat manicures that were such a big deal a couple of years ago. And Pharrell’s hat is a Vivienne Westwood number, originally designed for her Buffalo collection in 1982, and it featured on the head of her husband Malcolm McLaren in the Buffalo Gals video. So you know what all that means? Whether you like it or not, both of these looks are going to work their way into mainstream fashion in a more dilute form, like a smudgy fingertips kit from Farmers and a Buffalo hat from Glassons.