What are the chances of a certain someone giving me a Vivienne Westwood bag for christmas or possibly my birthday? I need me a rich boyfriend. I would hardly deny this, now would I. I can dream, I can dream oh yes I can dream…
Gissy says:
Dec 10
Now elaborate on the fact that Jessica Stam looks horrendous on this photograph…
You can’t do it, can you? She’s a sweetheart!
@sometime at night, listening to a fine frenzy:
My fashion moment is ‘The Leather Jacket’ and I’ll upload it right here and blogspot for you to see once I’m fully done. I think it isn’t bad at all, a few adjustments and I can make myself a latte, play with Ollie, have a ciggarette and head out?
Je suis tres bizarre récemment …
It’s a wonder I’m even alive. Sometimes I think that. I think that I can’t believe I haven’t killed myself. But there’s something in me that just keeps going on. I think it has something to do with tomorrow, that there is always one, and that everything can change when it comes.
— Augusten Burroughs
Christmas List:
The bell Jar and Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath.
Sex and the city box set.
Fur Coat.
Vintage brown brogue shoes.
CSI boxt set.
Laptop charger (haha!)
New Ipod nano.
American Apparel fleece.
Taylor Lautner (one can only dream).
That is all for now. Mind you, I want so much more but I’m being realistic here and if I’m lucky I’ll get the Sylvia Plath books. However, I’ll be content with that alone.
One must admit
that I have to yet update my Tumblr. I shall within time — got to buy myself a charger and I will be fully on board — life is a bubble, the charger should be here soon enough (two weeks/three?)
Nov 07
Way Out
Yesterday night was possibly one of the best nights of my life, thus far. I was so out of it - it was rather unbelievable. Many unquestionable yet mesmerising things unfolded all through the night. Who am I kidding? I was extremely very high. I had a blast nonetheless. I suppose I should be doing some uni work at this precise moment but it’s impossible when OllieMonster is so very sad/ill and my listening to Show Your Bones. I wish I could take his small little place and save him from harm but until I learn the tricks of body transfer I’ll try to kiss his pain away, at least. I’m so very dazed and confused but life goes on. For now I’ll inhale this deadly cigarette ever so sweetly. On a last note, I want some brogue shoes but no money! The thrills of being a poor student. I cry.
Nov 06
I’m in love with this hobo-gone-chic outerwear outerwear. In addition to feeling pretty spontaneous. Psychedelic music really does the trick (and a cigarete of course).
Nov 05
I’m creating a blogspot as I type (well literally). I decided to move my fashion bubble there and just post all of the insane and mundane things of my mind. Makes more sense actually. Yeah, alot of sense. Today was a fucked up day; depressing times but I’m alive and that’s what remains important. Right?
That was pretty much my new introduction. I’m cool.
See you on 30th November 2009 Karen O?
I love this. It makes alot of sense, especially today.
Oct 10
@20:00
The cold air lures me outside…
Tonight’s going to be a long night.
I can surely tell.
Hopefully interesting people will be around, for my entertainment and sanity.
Christy, how I wish I was that Alexander McQueen show in Paris. This collection looks nothing short but fierce, dangerous with sprinkle of exotic in it. I’m lost in translation as I gaze on Style.com. Precisely, just have to applaud to the dude. Yes, I am!
What do you think of each individual garments anyway? Any personal favourites? Mine’s definitely the following added here. Awestruck.
I bought this mesmerising faux shawl yesterday.
I don’t have a photograph for a visual feast, but there’s truth in the title. Lovely! Supposedly It can be worn in various ways and for any kind of rendezvous; let it be informal or formal it’s still undeniably captivating.