Tuesday, 3 April 2012

Days Out & Sunshine

 Greetings from the void.

It's the Easter holidays and I feel as though I should spend my time wisely. Or, go out and sing loudly in the streets, smoke a lot, spend money on silly things. It has been really sunny here in England and it's cheered my up incedible amounts after feeling really quite glum for weeks on end. (Although today it has been a bit chilly and cloudy waa.) 

I went to a vintage fair in Oxford this Saturday and didn't find much except a velvet underground canvas bag (which wasn't even vintage, but very cheap) and a pair of shoes which are quite nice.




My pasty legs deserve a bit of the English sun, I think.


My dress looks like it has white dots from a distance but they're actually really tiny skulls, how fab is that?

 While my brother's been in portugal, I've been stealing all his records and playing them in my room. Hahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. (he's going to hate me if he finds out.)


My mum's old leather bag, that I don't know what to wear with.

            
        A photo of Jonah taking a photo of  me taking a photo of him

We're secretly chain smoking witches.


  This place called Watermead looks eerily like the neighbourhood in Edward Scissorhands or American Beauty. White picket fences, brightly painted houses and white street lamps, the full works!





Hopefully the weather stays delightful here, though i'm the biggest fan of the sun, I think it's still miles better than having to wear eight layers of clothing and looking like an arctic explorer in the middle of April. I don't even know when Easter is, but if I don't post before then, hope yours is wonderful!


Friday, 23 March 2012

Eventful weekends

I have been putting this off for far too long. The past few weeks now feel like hazy memories, very surreal and odd memories too.

derren brown tickets, child travelcard (far cheaper off peak tickets wehhh) playing card, message from Jonah, cigarette packet, pills, 'i love you lots and lots and lots'

About three weeks ago I went to see Derren Brown live which was really quite fab, and also quite terrifying as I found myself talking to the man (ok, reading out some numbers) popping balloons and also getting my hand glued together through suggestion. I feel as though I shouldn't give much more away and instead, urge you to go watch it yourselves!



The stamp that was put on my hand wouldn't really wash off for a few days, it served as an embarrassing reminder of the night, standing up, sweaty palmed wondering why on earth my hand wouldn't move properly.


Last Friday night me, Jonah and Serena went on a spontaneous trip to London, drank too much and found ourselves stumbling around Camden and Soho complimenting people's hair, getting fed chips by Brazilian men in McDonalds and running down busy streets laughing at absolutely nothing. We even asked a woman for directions and she told us she was on tranquilizers, then went on to collide with a telephone box.

The morning after I took some candid photos of Jonah, then we put mayonnaise in our hair, wrote angry letters to made up people with my typewriter (it's far more satisfactory to write ' you're a cunt' on a typewriter) and ate all the food in my house.







Jonah Evan Allan is a fuckin boss i love teodora sick1 m8 fam n ting infect me with ur luv kiss me with ur poison 
cuntcuntcuntcuntcuntcuntcunt



Tuesday, 13 March 2012

I'm such a terrible blogger, I will be back very soon though dears!