Don't listen to them. They're just jealous of your shoes.

Saturday, 24 April 2010

Knit your own Boyfriend...

Yes please.

Im unimpressed with the lack of work Ive done. I have to pieces of English coursework in for Monday, an actual AS Spanish Aural at 1:15 Monday afternoon and Exam notes to do for my drama lesson on tuesday, yet im going out in about 15 minutes.

Someone start feeding me motivation instead of chocolate please, much appreciated.

Yours, completely unfullfilled and lacking in motivation,

Friday, 23 April 2010

Granny Grump

Dont care if most arthritic old ladies do it to pass the time between loose woman and The Terry Wogan show, Im knitting.

Gotten pretty handy at it now. Just saying.

Im in the proccess of making a mod tie, think dark blue wool, skinny tie, but KNITTED.

Doubt I'll end up wearing it, its been comically dubbed the "tie im making for the boyfriend i no longer have".... Oh I've got boss mates me.

In a bit lirrrrrd


Wednesday, 21 April 2010

Come on rude boy boy boy...

Oh my goodness, what is it about this song that

A) makes me think im Rihanna?
B) makes me think i can DANCE like Rihanna?
C) Turns every girl i know into a dirty shhhlag everytime we hear it?

I am NAAAT into this kind of music at.all, trust me, i am the most "white" person ever- with no intention to be racist there, but anyone who knows me will know that im more "geek chic" than "homeboii". That being said, i think this song is epic, as soon as it comes on, my legs start going, arms in the air, hand on hip...GRINDING.

Histerical, i was at a lil get together the other night with some friends, this came on and we went into histerics, dirty dancing all over the place- and i assure you, none of us are "those kinda girls" if yegetme???

Plus we have this dirty little obsession with "the walk"- this wierd thing we do, each time we step geting closer to the floor in asort of deranged ripple...WOW.


And basically thats all you have learned from this post. Oh well, you'd probably worked that out anyway hadnt you?

Over and out kids

Sunday, 18 April 2010

Coursework the new Coke?

WOW. Right, so I've left it a bit late to start re-drafting all of my English Lit coursework. Well, its my own fault I'm failing, I really dont help myself. Ah well, 'ald King Lear is giving me grief at the moment, its not pretty.

I've got a lovely little outfit that I am dying to show you, but alas the camera is still dodgey- and it will stay that way until I own up to having broken it and actually get it fixed! Ah, its on my to do list. You'll have to wait, I bought it and wore it yesterday- something I dont usually do but I had nada that fitted me and I was going out.

Anywhos, I bought ELLE yesterday too, something which gives me pure pleasure. Had a flick through but I intend to read it thoroughly after I've done some proper work- thats right, Im working on a reward system now, things have gotten that bad.

God I dont half chat on, this isnt a blog its a stream of conciousness, but then again I reckon thats a birrof what bloggin is about, but then again its supposed to be interesting and this is hardly gripping stuff is it? Soz lad. Im boring, I have a boring life, ergo my blog has very little opportunity to be fantasmical.

Grrr I'll have to save myself by writing or posting something to do with clothes. Lemme think..
Well, I am due for a new pair of heels- something I cant afford like but still. These would be nice...

Yeah, sorry about the dirty link- it wouldnt let me copy and paste the image.

Wednesday, 14 April 2010

Get out me eye

I've wanted to do something like this for a while but I have either been too busy, too depressed or too dis-organised. Now seems like a nice time as I've just finished a bit of work and Im feeling mellow and clear.

Okay, so in sight of recent times when "jumping on the bandwaggon" seems to be the new way to be original I've began to think about who or what influences me. After a little while I managed to come up with a few things, though Im not really sure this does me any favours (some of the things are either really gimpy, or really obscure) but then I suppose that sums me up.

Jane Birkin. Bob dylan lyrics. Freddie Mercury.Queen. Audrey Hepburn. Bridget Jones. Elle. 60's/70's. Wall Paper. Brass Bands. My Trombone. Texture. Levis. England. Music. Theatre. British Film. The Mods. Fred Perry. Liverpool. Friends. Family. Books. Depression. Heritage. Florals. Knitwear. Acoustic sounds. Gold. Humour. Writing. Listening. Cold. Syntax. Popular culture. The Beatles. Madness. Paranoia. Love. Fashion.

Alright, bit more than a few but once I got going I couldn't stop, elements of me kept popping up, questioning their relevance and I felt like I would be cheating myself if I didnt include them. Then again I've no doubt left an awful lot out, but sometimes I doubt whether the things I call influences are actually that dominant in my life or whether I cling to them in the false shallow hope that they make me out to be or seem a certain way. I hope I don't do that too much, but then again I believe it's human to nature to adapt and "latch on" to certain things for security or assurance.

I really wanted to create a sort of virtual moodboard, but I have the technical wit of an OAP so naturally, that was impossible. I was thinking about creating one for my new bedroom wall but my camera has gone all moody on me after I dropped it and subsequently I have no way of showing you- I really need to sort that out actually, otherwise I'll have no camera for Summer. Anyhow, I think I'll still make that influence-board thingy as I'd like to have it as a nice feature in my room.
For now, I'll leave you with some snaps of my inspirations, and I'll try and explain what draws me to them- though I've never really been too great at that.

I think the thing I love about her is that until recently, I hadnt realised how alike we were. Alright alright alright, not in the looks or popularity department- god dont remind me. But just the way I share her tastes, style-ish and had the same haircut as her without realising. Also, the things she stood for and how she was a kind of icon of her time and the era she boomed in. I think I've always just fancied living back then, and being part of it all, but being honest I doubt I would of been anywhere near "Our Jane".
For me, The 60's/70's were the best time for british culture/music/fashion. Then again, Im extremely biased. I always say it, and I know I'm repeating myself here but I would KILL to live in this era. I love it all, The mods, the clothes, the music, the attitude, everythang. Films such as Quadrophenia, Billy Liar, Breakfast at Tiffany's (yes I know thats in New York but yegetme) This is England and all those British films speak volumes to me. Particularly in Quad, Billy Liar and This is England I love the "coming of age" theme which although not exactly "original". the way in which the directors encorporate a changing Britain with "teen angst" shows the importance of growing up in a Country so diverse and rich in culture. The importance of fitting in and the quest to be on to the new scene is still alive now, and something which is felt by most kids my age. For some reason though, in my opinion anyway, it just seems like there was so much more going on back then, they seemed to discover everything, and all we've got left to do is either emulate them, re-discover what they discovered and call it "retro" or completely shun their ideology and make our own- based on the music of G-UNIT and his mates....If its a toss up, I'd prefer to be take their discoveries and intertwine them with my own.
Perhaps I should of given each of these inspirations their own post- I've got a little carried away here. But then, I suppose it shows my love for them. I'll stop now as Im getting a bit peeved that I havent got a scooter, a mod boyfriend, or Jane Birkin's legs.
Apologies for the novel, I know I have about two readers, and guys- if you cant be arsed reading this then fair enough, the huge chunk of text would put me off aswell. But sometimes its nice to get your heard cleared and look at what you base your self style and opinions on as, well I feel, that it allows you to be clearer in the way you present yourself.
Or maybe Im just talking absolute nonesense- I wouldnt put it past me. I do it alot.
Im off, over and out kids.

Friday, 9 April 2010

The rain in Spain..

back from Salou- it was FREEEZING.
Im still angry, but apart from the lack of heat and the insane amount of wind, it was still very sunny and pleasant. Fraid I didnt get many photos- but just imagine a lot of jumpers, tights, and wayfarers- and a VERY grumpy looking Vic.
Nat good.
But im home now and plan to get some snaps whilst im revising...

over and out fellas.


Saturday, 3 April 2010

Procrastination is on of my favourite hobbies

I am going on holiday on Monday morning, 6:30am to be precise, harsh timing.
I need to start packing, bought a few little goodies to wear but I am in a lazy mood so havent took photos, il try and get some shnaps in the sun.

Bad mood, Bad few weeks.

I need something to cheer me up, I feel like ive been dressing in head to toe black for days, its seeping into my bloodstream and effecting my conciousness. Naaat good, Im fed up.

But (And I agree its cheesy) I have some proper fantasmic friends who dont half make me laugh, so rather than mope and feel sorry for myself i think il sort out a girls night. Fashion show me thinks.

over and out