If Internet buzz is anything to go by, Frances Bean Cobain could be the next face of Chanel. Karl Lagerfeld reportedly has his eye on 15-year-old Frances Bean, the daughter of grunge god Kurt Cobain and the kinda scary Courtney Love. He would like to use her in future marketing campaigns for the Parisian fashion house. Apparently Courtney Love is “concerned about Frances pursuing a catwalk career� when she hasn’t even hit sweet sixteen yet. But if her mother’s behaviour is anything to go by, Love should just be happy her daughter isn’t snorting crack cocaine off toilet seats and is interested in something other than injecting truckloads of collagen into her own lips.

Ever since ’99 when I stopped wearing my Baby G watch that stored all my Grade 6 pals phone numbers in it I just haven’t had the same affinity with time… until now. The Human Clock is a website that shows you a photo of the current time, updating every minute of the day. People from all over the world send in photos that represent a certain time, whether they are making the numbers with their bodies, friends bodies or pineapple pieces, mustard and carrots. It’s whole lot less annoying than a cuckoo clock or speaking clock, plus you can contribute to it yourself! Besides, analogue clocks are so seventeenth century.

I really don’t know whether to laugh or cry. There is something so appealing, yet so concerning about metallic suits, low cut satin shirts, keytars and Snoop Dogg all in the same video. Sensual Seduction is a cross between seventies disco porn and hideous eighties graphics that will leave you feeling confused, uneasy and probably more than a little freaked out. But I don’t know if it’s just me and my penchant for vocoders and keytars, but I can’t stop watching it.   As the song says, “If you don’t know by now, Doggy Dog is a freakâ€�. Word.

Were you always the little shit at birthday parties who prematurely (no one can use that word now without gross connotations: thankyou commercial radio advertising) blew out all the candles on the birthday kid's cake whilst coating the icing in a fine layer of spit?
Yes? Then get your birthday suit on and come down to Don’t Come store and gallery in Melbourne.
Martin Bell has decorated the gallery to coincide with the launch of his new book My Birthday Party. My Birthday Party is a journey through Bell’s vivid imagination, documenting all the magic through cubby houses to little cream-filled cakes. The exhibition is only on for one more day, so party on down to Don’t Come!

Who didn’t have a sugar-coated yet brief obsession with Pez dispensers at some time in their childhood? You know the drill… start the collection with your classic Minnie Mouse dispenser and after doing a bit of research, realise that you could NEVER collect them all, and turn your attention to chip packets in hope of a rare Tazo that would make you the envy of the playground. Yes, it’s true that the handful of Pez dispensers I saved my pocket money for are long lost, tossed into the mass-grave of primary school fads that also contains my Tamagotchi, Chia Pet and “The Brain� Yo-Yo. And quite frankly, I haven’t actually given a thought to Pez and all it’s painfully colourful, dextrose-ridden, head flippin’ glory for a good few years. Until now.
Enter Micky Mouse: the suicide bomber. Don’t forget Pluto the cannibal and Bob the Builder the ladies man. French artists, Jean Sebastien Ides and best-friend Ivan Duval (aka Atypyk) have hand-transformed everyday sickly saccharine cartoon characters into characters with an edge. Certainly not the kind of folk you’ll find in the next Disney film, unless Mickey Mouse decides to give up Toon Town to become a member of the Klan... you never know. There are future plans for an international exhibition but for now get your sugar-fix at SweetWorld.

Carbon footprint huge after all the music festivals you went crazy at over summer? Join the club. If you are left craving more festivals but feel more than a little guilty about your impact on the environment then look no further than Climate Festival 2008. As well as being totally carbon neutral, 100% of all profits will be donated amongst affiliated environmental organisations, Climate Friendly Australia and The Wilderness Society. Oh yeah, and as well as being as green as Al Gore, David Attenborough and Chloe Sevigny put together there are a great group of artists on the bill too. The line-up includes Junkie XL, Tommy Lee & DJ Aero (yes THAT Tommy Lee), Klass and not to mention Aussie favourites Bumblebeez, Scientists of Modern Music and Resin Dogs (sound system) with more to be announced!
Climate Festival will travel to Melbourne, Sydney and Brisbane in April so get your non-carbon-footprint making dancing shoes on!

No one would bat an eyelid if two seven-year olds from England, Phoebe and Euan, decided that they wanted to become firefighters, astronauts or even fairies when they grow up. But this week a lot of heads were turning in Paris as Vivienne Westwood enlisted the young pair to paint bugs, plants and snakes all over her latest fashion collection.
The hand painted pieces form part of Westwood’s Autumn/Winter 2008-2009 ready-to-wear collection and were on show at Paris Fashion Week. The theme was “ecological crisis�.
With her work already showcased in an international fashion festival before she gets her pen licence, Phoebe Ackroyd has newfound aspirations after this experience. Painting dots and dashes onto dresses, jackets and a pith helmet has left the young girl wanting to “be a model�.