Tuesday, 5 April 2011
Sunday, 27 February 2011
Wednesday, 9 February 2011
Unfortunately I didn't take a picture of the final canvas one but these are tests of creating pictures through throwing paint stupidly... bla bla bla i'm doing this so I can make clocks and cogs out of glass to eventually make a sculpture. It's all about movement. X
Sunday, 6 February 2011
The only thing I would describe this mass of clothing is a mess, I look like some sort of lost gypsy woman with so many patterns but you know, I enjoyed it. The agony emanates from my hungover body in these photographs, forgive me. I might post some photos that have had more time dedicated to them later but today, just pass me some milk. X
shirt from Triple S, skirt from Urban Outfitters, leather jacket from Allsaints.
Tuesday, 25 January 2011
Monday, 24 January 2011
Dad's dinner shirt complete with pearl buttons, Label lab leather patched skirt, Alexander McQueen scarf.
Wear your dad's dinner shirt, I swear to God you'll never regret it. I know I said I wasn't going to post and try get my life back, but i've had so many IDEAS! This circus freak/vampire kinda costume i've got going on is because I watched Burlesque the movie, watch it too, it's a bit cheesy but gets you jiving. X
Saturday, 22 January 2011
American apparel shirt, jodhpurs, Kurt Geiger boots, Mulberry bag, mum's vintage jacket
Blogging doesn't come easy to me mind, I forget about it when I actually have a life, you see.. I don't generally carry round a camera unless it's a special occasion and even then, my photos are utterly shit. So, this means I have no life at the moment, thats why i've returned to the faithful blog to try and redeem it from its worthless state. Currently enjoying the dulcet tones of Beirut and trying to become more independent, it's a hard job like. Drowning in a sea of exams and boredom, where has all the life gone? Sometimes I proper feel like going out alone and finding people who don't know every single thing about me.. you know, something refreshing, a change from a bunch of, granted very nice people, but people that you've been with for 7 years. Been visiting the south to spend a bit of quality time with the brethren, I wish we had that nightlife up north instead of the infamous 'spice-boy' filled nightclubs. Ah i'm sick of this pathetic, whiney side i've developed.. time to get back to me ol' self and get me a nice squeeze, missing someone actually giving a damn what I say. AFTER THIS DISGUSTING RANT, If I don't blog for a while, be proud of me as i've recovered from this depressive state. X