Style of nickname:
On tour, Ace, at home, Stace,
which is a play on words concerning my after-hours alter
ego.
Style of music:
Chili Peppers, Coldplay, Michael Franti.
Oh, and of course, living vicariously through JT.
Style of website:
smh.com.au. It’s so much greener to read the paper
online!
Style of romance:
Forget movies and turn off the TV!
Its about good food, good wine and good conversation.
Lighting is important too.
Style of diet:
Tending towards vego. Organic.
Unprocessed. But it’s hard on the road.
Average meat scares me.
Style of grooming:
Clean shaven. It makes you look younger.
But I’ll sport the Mo for Movember.
And always carry a good moisturiser.
Style of cologne:
Davidoff, but only a small splash.
I’m not a playboy. I only want those
close to me to smell it.
Style of hair care:
A good conditioner is the key.
It keeps the ‘fro down when you wash.
Style of weapon shape:
Stars shaped by JS with FCS glass-ons,
6’0” by 18” 3’16” by 2” 3’16”.
Nice and light with low volume please!
Style of vehicle:
Ford Explorer four-wheel-drive.
Perfect surf mobile. It carries half-a-dozen boards and a
couple of mates with the ski in tow, no probs.
Style of movie:
OH FUCK IT…
ROMEO AND JULIET.
THERE, I SAID IT! I have a crush on William
Shakespeare. Genius!
Style of TV show:
Underbelly! Carl bloody Williams!
Shortbread, anyone?
Style of hair:
God, my hair is a nightmare.
It makes or breaks me. I’m growing it out right now.
Style of fun:
A sick little French-style summer
shorey at home with friends. And just being in Europe
checking out new places. I love it.
Style of grog:
In summer, Cascade greens with the boys and in winter
Vasse Felix reds in front of the fireplace.
Style of post-surf grinds:
Salad sandwich on rye and maybe some trail mix and
fresh juice. Or ahi poke or poisson cru if its available.
Style of payment:
Whack it on the Visa.
Transfer the frequent flyer points and no need to keep
receipts – it’s all on the statement there, boy.
Style of dealing with confrontation:
I usually shy away from confrontation
but you get sick of people walking on you.
Sometimes, you’ve got to stand tall.
The surf industry will teach you that.
Style of computer:
Apple Mac… stock!
Style of indulgence:
Bali! A plethora of lefthand reefs,
plush villas and amazing sunset cocktail locations.
Style of coffee:
Made by Beck fresh from my
machine early in the morning.
Style of surfing:
Andy when he’s in his groove.
Its all brash, spontaneous. Pure lines
with a hint of innovation. Or Shaun Cansdell,
the world’s best goofyfoot.
Style of driving:
Never accelerate into corners.
My Dad taught me that one.
Style of cell:
It's time to get an iPhone, isn’t it?
Style of contraception:
Pill.
Style of training:
Functional dynamic stuff and plenty of core work.
I have an extra verterbra so I have
to keep the back tuned!
Style of spending:
I love a crisp new hotel, a fresh lychee martini,
new kicks and a fitted suit.
Style of pet:
I have such a crush on Border Collies.
Having a dog is like having a kid, though.
They need time.
Style of surf psych:
Kelly Slater in Black and White, at Trestles.
Style of backside tube:
Butt drag to no hands.
Style of education:
Private School.
A great experience and something I’m thankful for.
Style of air travel:
Qantas, at all times possible.
Points upgrade on the longer flights.
Style of card game:
Blackjack. That game is beatable, if you’ve got the skills.
Style of wave:
Avoca Point with all the lads and Powelly ruling.
He’s still the King.
Style of cigarette:
Just shoot me now!
Style of rims:
Urgh. so Gold Coast! So Nineties!
Style of holiday:
Walking from my pad to the pines
at home with the gang and hanging, summer
cricket on the radio and a fun shorey.
Some beers to wash the day down. Yeah!
Style of woman:
My girl, Beck. Double-degree educated, city
sophisticated and sexy.
Style of magazine:
This fine publication!
Style of architectural taste:
Moroccan meets Balinese.
Open plan. Share the love around!
Style of city:
Sydney, its my city! Prague does sound cool, though.
Style of love:
The one that comes from your heart.
Style of Sunday mornings at home:
Papers, coffees and sunshine!
Style of religion:
Gaia! The earth is one big living organism.
Believe it.
Style of American
presidential candidate:
Obama! Not another Bush crony, please! Please!
Style of world politics:
Left!
Style of wipeout:
Got to try and stick it,
but you can always jump if all else fails.
Style of hassle:
Try to always wait my turn. Unless its the Superbank!
Style of heat strategy:
Slow suffocation. No mercy. Adapt to the ocean.
Build pressure on the opponent, then strangle the life
out of them. God I was ruthless when I was a grom.
I’m bringing sexy back!
Style of budgeting:
You’ve got to enjoy what you earn without going stupid.
Style of financial planning:
Property and a few shares. Never borrow money for a car.
Style of friends:
Real ones.
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