tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90454402093158480792024-03-19T03:50:19.554+00:00Props For BellaTurn off your mind. Relax. Float downstreamGeorgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.comBlogger85125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-48964471179973780242012-01-27T16:38:00.000+00:002012-01-27T16:39:14.343+00:00NEW BLOGcome over here<br />http://lastservingdaughter.wordpress.com/Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-25257232980300689832010-03-22T19:54:00.005+00:002010-03-22T21:14:14.317+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE3MhEVMa_N15x33pRnS6M8zEIq5hPK15VVAjChJldtkBBIx1R2capG1UEtWz2WDOo-eGAsDuq0l0QV3MBrqDtbsKWn9E0qoNjld0fL5ATYNRfdXAF0z0TWHGwU6QLTnXso52OytXP_mZ1/s1600-h/gg.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE3MhEVMa_N15x33pRnS6M8zEIq5hPK15VVAjChJldtkBBIx1R2capG1UEtWz2WDOo-eGAsDuq0l0QV3MBrqDtbsKWn9E0qoNjld0fL5ATYNRfdXAF0z0TWHGwU6QLTnXso52OytXP_mZ1/s400/gg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451569204894020978" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I couple of days ago I was reminded that I indeed still have a blog. S</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o, first things first, I need to apologise for my absence. But I have been pre occupied with talk of gap years and University's, Seriously how do you chose what university to go to I need to know the secret as I don't think I can make that life decision right now I cant even make peace terms with my wardrobe on what to wear each day. Recently my limbs have spent most of their time clad in black leggings and men shirts as all my dresses have disappeared, and I don't do trousers.</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Mulberry, yes" So reads my most recent twitter update. Although, technically speaking, it should probably say: “I can't make serious life choices so I will stare at the Alexa Mulberry dreaming that is in my arms” But if I were to write that, it would call for proper grammar, something the internet has rendered a thing of the past. Ha handbags oh the shallow life I lead. </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Lying in a tepid bath, pondering just how bad it would be to vomit in it, or alternatively trying to muster the wherewithal to make it to the loo, was not how I envisaged my weekend panning out. It appears I had another Migraine. The morning after the sickness had ceased, I ventured outside in the direction of my school, to learn about writing CVs and first aid, It was a special study day I normally spend my time pondering over difficult maths for about 2 hours every day, but I had to reassure myself that there is life beyond QI on BBC iPlayer. I spent the whole day dreaming of Paris I suddenly feel compelled to take up smoking. It seems that everyone in the pictures I was glancing at while I was bedladen was at it, thank god for fashion blogs when bored home alone. I imagined In dark corners of bars fag-wielding folk playing games of cat-and-mouse with the sharp-suited bouncers who scurry after them and urging them to throw their addiction sticks to the floor.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Sorry If this Blog seems a bit over the place, but that is just how my brain is working at the moment. Ha :)<br /></span><br /></span></span></div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-40723269258452722062010-02-11T14:49:00.003+00:002010-02-11T14:55:10.230+00:00I WANT TO MAKE A RACKET<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ3WLMnJzfuUc3y7ew3msJpAe8gLMYHbMb2CrOVDNObZ2K7yn-fDXlIOz2E_XLw6HTqgRiio8gHvNP7OtZZs62S_wD3F5u1qYkrjhI-waIv-SAhTn1Yxz5dZffRtxAolsZ2_OHqpL51Kcn/s1600-h/lindaphoto.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436999294288567874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ3WLMnJzfuUc3y7ew3msJpAe8gLMYHbMb2CrOVDNObZ2K7yn-fDXlIOz2E_XLw6HTqgRiio8gHvNP7OtZZs62S_wD3F5u1qYkrjhI-waIv-SAhTn1Yxz5dZffRtxAolsZ2_OHqpL51Kcn/s400/lindaphoto.jpg" /></a><br />SCREAM and SHOUT and dye my hair BLACK or BLUE or PURPLE. I want to rip my clothes into little pieces and stitch them together to make new clothing. I want to run away. Sprint away, far away. I don't want anyone to come after me, I will run into new people. People with spirit, people with ripped clothes and colourful hair. People who eat cereal for dinner and never lunch. People, humans; not dummies. Not mundane creatures living out their pre-planned lives. I'll change my name to Tennessee ...<br />Anxiety won't exist and my attachments will be fleeting, if at all.<br /><br />I've managed to push myself into a hole, there are others on top and I cannot get through the, they too are heavy with the expectations laid upon them. They were not allowed to wander and were caught in this trap, this hole.<br />Not anymore.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="http://lovely-lissy.blogspot.com/">http://lovely-lissy.blogspot.com/</a></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">I saw this, and its exactly how I feel </span></div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-20359777627052748322010-02-01T17:13:00.000+00:002010-02-01T17:14:25.871+00:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ85OhgaXdaE1SmoKSXVx-iW6uyniXqyeAArZGaehwOjniRocAjOuCGMQNvusU3XkP3vHuZIpq0V3r4XNNbFverqta3A8ELXi7Mv84RVZKsm7zEH0WaaREgxbbWJw3WJrjyieT-NnlD4Y0/s1600-h/tumblr_kx61qf9VFN1qzxjplo1_400.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433324466800218306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ85OhgaXdaE1SmoKSXVx-iW6uyniXqyeAArZGaehwOjniRocAjOuCGMQNvusU3XkP3vHuZIpq0V3r4XNNbFverqta3A8ELXi7Mv84RVZKsm7zEH0WaaREgxbbWJw3WJrjyieT-NnlD4Y0/s400/tumblr_kx61qf9VFN1qzxjplo1_400.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">YES, Such a good start to the month</div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-61063245222904768032010-01-31T17:38:00.001+00:002010-01-31T17:40:04.462+00:00"Waterloo Sunset" [by The Kinks] is my favorite song of all time, and it would be so perfect in a gloomy movie about London<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sT1pYuR8F9o&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sT1pYuR8F9o&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-49573244820545733452010-01-30T17:47:00.003+00:002010-01-30T17:50:46.424+00:00I NEED To See Them Live !<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgekbumpRKbpLTV4cCKReQ_QkBG_zK6Hx9PQ4AIsdpYE3EYXrlfFFrgt51Go05I67HzTqm8q8cPulr-n8nmcwxrp_Q3t3rhq6YtAq7fbFpjOPdCv2JOSFrlQZlQl-hZtIpQ-TIelmXCX77w/s1600-h/38.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432591538794817650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgekbumpRKbpLTV4cCKReQ_QkBG_zK6Hx9PQ4AIsdpYE3EYXrlfFFrgt51Go05I67HzTqm8q8cPulr-n8nmcwxrp_Q3t3rhq6YtAq7fbFpjOPdCv2JOSFrlQZlQl-hZtIpQ-TIelmXCX77w/s400/38.jpg" /></a><br /><div>I have been to a lot of shows. Likely too many for someone who enjoys occasionally liking music uncritically. I have never seen what I saw at Terminal 5 on Thursday. I have seen the deodorant-phobic and the horn-rimmed scuttle and pine around the feet of Jenny Lewis. I have seen the pierced, stewed, and tattooed rally ‘bout the flagpole legs of Exene Cervenka. I have seen the young girls in their summer clothes flock to the clarion call of heart-throbs like Julian Casablancas and (I eternally regret this) Conor Oberst. But I have never seen what I saw at Terminal 5.<br />Throngs. Throngs of ‘em. All, to the straining eye (and you can bet your sweet $34.95 that I strained), ostensibly heterosexual. Bridge-and-tunnel tribal markers from head to toe: white flat-bill baseball caps, loose jeans, Billabong t-shirts, dull-eyed and traditionally handsome stares. And until a certain point in the night, I would have expected to see them doing, I don’t know, keg-stands, whatever that rarest species, the straight, white, middle-class guy does for fun. Then everything changed.<br />Arctic Monkeys took the stage.<br />Every goddamn one of them underwent a drastic change brought on by the noise and the strobe lights and the artificial.<br />Suddenly, we were at the Ed Sullivan show and the Fab 4 had just shambled into view. I have never seen so many jocks and stoned out Everydudes cringe, scream, and spontaneously orgasm unabashedly at the sight of four unassuming men. Either sexual mores have widened and transformed for the better while I wasn’t looking, or the Arctic Monkey’s deserve an award. I’ll do the honors. It’ll be awarded via the post. The letter will read:<br />Dear Monkeys,<br />You are hereby awarded the enviable title of SUBJECT OF AMERICA’S BIGGEST MAN-CRUSH. In lieu of a trophy, enjoy the sweet, warm wash of bro-love that we can only assume seeps syrup-like through your windows every morning when you awake.<br />Good job!<br />Lou Wright<br />‘SUP Magazine’s Lou Wright on the Arctic Monkeys Terminal 5 show </div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-83460021274473430082010-01-29T20:04:00.003+00:002010-01-29T20:14:18.991+00:00So Excited For Seeing R+J at Stratford<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOsKYXJ30PncCC6Uh9PYIazSc231k6T5B4_hjdBRyZRtpWx2zb0aeOsStvru-2i_Y7NPAZyTxQDJPwguF006Pyzl_0w-VVax1vyebX3C9kVoZHv_5QOTcL2J8i_GLtwO7RtyR-pMPml81D/s1600-h/r.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432257498763683090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOsKYXJ30PncCC6Uh9PYIazSc231k6T5B4_hjdBRyZRtpWx2zb0aeOsStvru-2i_Y7NPAZyTxQDJPwguF006Pyzl_0w-VVax1vyebX3C9kVoZHv_5QOTcL2J8i_GLtwO7RtyR-pMPml81D/s400/r.jpg" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432257104358874226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzB-4Z8Rox0YLQcTqcCtU9cHzMKCiMzZU5ZbhU7TLSCrDrScql8ggzNzg2kCdhqoWNkR0pz1dmR8LOyxB6YIqjBDYUHRwaIyE6l_M-EqbpK-Qqdx7WHFe78vwnWo0cgHyZ1fypfG_q2z6E/s400/600full-romeo-+-juliet-screenshot2.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432257103930365410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_3gVB2b7292Og2DyLK5si540CGFf66aeFyDd4-Fl7c_-bxcRsPZwzzYr673yTK9JGzQaDW1apoSOR8YrdJiwF3naMBjBtr3oCvauZ3ueKVTyoltZeUfgPI9tps7sqeArWbgMaqlWi4lar/s400/600full-romeo-+-juliet-screenshot.jpg" /> <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div align="center">Two households, both alike in dignity,<br />In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,<br />From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,<br />Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.<br />From forth the fatal loins of these two foes<br />A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;<br />Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows<br />Doth with their death bury their parents' strife. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-70323608227910949212010-01-27T19:28:00.000+00:002010-01-27T19:30:02.453+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimxHQtLnRb4FocSSFGuZMrGPL6IjAaQ-R9UQ-UAqNqo-f1E5vKX_lFB0NbgnCB6vpb4S6ir9vZt19jpELB5lCWUzdRq3wcltuqBWYftZkfXoy2Pnn98WNeUjOZGrb0ndaDiPAVGIUPfm_Z/s1600-h/tumblr_kwvs0vuCUi1qarkofo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUBruc4pqvM2Z8yKuUts1XpXN0-Gn9vMmWK2NZUUkSSpLBAM7F3MKAITaA5Tf6HR86k1sYGyjF5-rPAg9RDbEFqYzimck1DS8ai4rLAIyaoXoCO-9eqmp69CRLtu8VBmOjrROy7aqKdIOY/s400/17168_306704911137_602041137_5186051_716389_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431503939011774978" /></a>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-9366937754684494442010-01-21T21:17:00.001+00:002010-01-21T21:26:59.664+00:00Hedi Slimane Is Love<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4oigz3dL3PYROn0kPfe6VJceKSY0sDkWg5RvjQHVSTCwPPmW5CdrW2Z5gCkrgHp9G9msPLYZmvEqxpCfmPHn3T-9TXtzjq7rW8fzxvEjCI7pNCBd8b7srt_URNKXooqBuJucF_oE50Gz/s1600-h/Romance%20Street-006156.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429307409751693506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia0WfFBztf9cVuYln6zqjMSbIZki4vDvO2KJEcAI7RlATGBkQUq_iE-fwCBO8yexXssFgDl7Y9syg8s4_wHtpmNU-Ehyphenhyphen5da2BDya8k4VPweGtt70Q11iA-f9JBpD9Ywdyt9RytFIx2-mST/s400/saddleshoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428160991162074530" /></a><br />Perhaps most readily associated with a patently American 1950s nostalgia – recalling varsity football game nights, wholesome cheerleaders, and spiffy sock hops – saddle shoes (or oxfords) were actually first conceived as a men's athletic golfing shoe in the early 1900s. During the 1930's stagflation, saddle shoes swiftly became a unisex sensation when high school girls deemed them ideal for the snazzy new Jitterbug's accompanying acrobatics, sliding, and spinning. They have since become a cultural mainstay sported by students and Hollywood royalty alike: viz. Diane Keaton and Robert Redford. In fact, the saddle shoes' compelling on-screen cinematic history (from Liv Tyler in Inventing the Abbots, to Sue Lyons in Kubrick's Lolita [1962], to Cybill Shephard in The Last Picture Show) is evidence of oxfords' wide-ranging character appeal. Celebrated shoe designer Rupert Sanderson has been a lifelong oxford fan and decided that the time was ripe to unveil his traditionally Italian-crafted Saddled O range for both men and women at last year's Frieze Art Fair. As cherished by the likes of Tennessee Thomas, Zooey Deschanel, Cate Blanchett and Kate Phelan –- his kicky Saddled O's revival has sparked quite the oxford frenzy!<div><br /></div><div>Grrr I want a pair</div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-80632198959103695032010-01-10T19:02:00.001+00:002010-01-10T19:04:11.439+00:00IM GOING TO ROME!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-OZG-N0Cducc0tJXD2BRCQfW_key6jS4PAEx5xGbyJp3d42Y2Du1A3kEE5Q-gXwYpR3CLJutKHL3cMLo8xZsdYZ1hbLkQ5YCcTa4wrYOxhKWaERgpPe0OpGB6WNYVx90LhzVs_tDsz1j1/s1600-h/tumblr_ktiswhEdTB1qzq8zqo1_500_large.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425188838593329778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-OZG-N0Cducc0tJXD2BRCQfW_key6jS4PAEx5xGbyJp3d42Y2Du1A3kEE5Q-gXwYpR3CLJutKHL3cMLo8xZsdYZ1hbLkQ5YCcTa4wrYOxhKWaERgpPe0OpGB6WNYVx90LhzVs_tDsz1j1/s400/tumblr_ktiswhEdTB1qzq8zqo1_500_large.jpg" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425188840906868546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjki8B_gRqyixBkIj9Yhcx8Lh5EknMTcfM0DnnXVrK4MtZ8v7giKNnLld2-gXYJAI6s5ETdPuMD6ochmX1GuIWViZzAHEVai8Tozeg_maZoZPCZmWVyt6LjmA6CVq76dztNfnOko-H4DOC4/s400/tumblr_kppt4jPR4A1qzxhglo1_500_large.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425188833917645394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqXHJY24HRCkXKNlTdGTzphHbUK7G0Wj12AAY6E42V6fi9o6OjIrn0yEx20e0e74KOQ0CLrfc_f17eT3rTKssLCghvfkEIHMfTRbuSkUeV-UELNipwNjpUBijdkf72vWK-Abq5Ohx0zR9D/s400/3951401718_995fbe1035_large.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425188828831577746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFJFyfJlIjLwLue434diZnQ5okAM1dlY97tQCBL9xf6CeEe0e4FPCszZXB0rKldUsUHK063XtPQNjZi_sMeR_3cCEu_1ydqCJzNbwskmP2p-WeSEMzTGgZon2TFNmRwfYMjjbz6BAaGJHM/s400/3414672788_5e48fb1939_large.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425188816629353730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyP3oBH2EhKVcIW5UUi0km-CHTRQCRS-1y7TcpqXvLnyjZ_HujGzET2uBBQmp8c67Bd6OzUtQKz5KxWJYTm9vbcpKswjQnB6BaniC-SFKXgsKKpV-kTLlzg4v2pAJU-jdK5pqdgOTk7X3t/s400/103780846_05c47f1fa0_large.jpg" /> <div><div><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-89813323673971101892010-01-03T16:23:00.002+00:002010-01-03T17:15:05.814+00:002010!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQPxaj3fDJ7H5O39lRHfb5EMytvyepAqsH0GX4ntnPFILFIgAcwDAHlSMgnwxt_OxrQnv7aVR1Rutnhitp2ivVg2m_jcufbHB5NHnIt6NXVbABD9Z-FN3yw9Pw12r4nplW0DKZ-7tabN0N/s1600-h/tumblr_kqa1c94VLN1qzr98mo1_500_large.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422563257534916162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQPxaj3fDJ7H5O39lRHfb5EMytvyepAqsH0GX4ntnPFILFIgAcwDAHlSMgnwxt_OxrQnv7aVR1Rutnhitp2ivVg2m_jcufbHB5NHnIt6NXVbABD9Z-FN3yw9Pw12r4nplW0DKZ-7tabN0N/s400/tumblr_kqa1c94VLN1qzr98mo1_500_large.jpg" /></a><br /><div>When the clock struck 12 to welcome New Year's Day, the London eye lit up to reveal a technicoloured rainbow (I wish I was there not cooped up at home looking after my brother). But my childlike sense of happiness at seeing this electric spectacle was cut short when I discovered that nobody my age knows the words to "Auld Lang Syne" – not even the first line. So depressing. I made a promise that the next day I would print them out so that in a year's time we'd all be up to speed; this is something I have yet to do, because I quickly realised I'm the only one who cares.<br /><br />I have a love-hate relationship with New Year’s resolutions. On the one hand, the idea that I can rework my entire approach to life just based on a simple change in the calendar is very seductive. Of course, I never set modest – or even remotely reasonable – goals. Past examples include: “I vow to stop eating chocolate”, “I won’t sleep in past 11 a.m.,” and “Learn The Guitar.” New Year’s resolutions are like an army of Grinches who truly steal Christmas.<br /><br />To stop biting my nails has been my resolution for the past 5 years and I have still not done it. I have tried everything; that foul tasting spray you put on the end, I have tried to ignore my hands, by wearing gloves, I have also tried to find a habit to take its place. But no nothing seems to help. My friends often find pleasure in pointing out my horrible trait, so much so, that I have the name "Salad Fingers". Maybe I should take up smoking,after seeing Nowhere Boy with a friend we both came to the same conclusion that it looks painfully cool, shame it will probably kill me.</div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-80077882282871523612009-12-27T21:40:00.002+00:002009-12-31T19:01:02.607+00:00Woah ..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqmRKvce_rgeQ_OVji1rgvUfAJ4iw6toQqcXhw5IZ4ztQMLFcgTo9Nidd-hfvgE5cLLnxWyPVUD97MRHKFDukz2sW4JCv-BCPcbiEnwTauinJSpA9o8Vo8WIdpkF7hENBIfuSqzO77Zgo3/s1600-h/image1.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420034619720334786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqmRKvce_rgeQ_OVji1rgvUfAJ4iw6toQqcXhw5IZ4ztQMLFcgTo9Nidd-hfvgE5cLLnxWyPVUD97MRHKFDukz2sW4JCv-BCPcbiEnwTauinJSpA9o8Vo8WIdpkF7hENBIfuSqzO77Zgo3/s400/image1.bmp" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Fx00Lmg9kOUCEmAvEnP9R7Tqz7NvRD3ASHiCE0pk_ovpGolCqfWnnDD8GGUkquO1mAO_D0H3HidPQzSv7WAUUEMWTurQFVLx8d_QnOBCKRswlE0y45tI6HAXZX1gP8Orq7li9NqUW1rv/s1600-h/gill-on-floor-02.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420034620374278850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Fx00Lmg9kOUCEmAvEnP9R7Tqz7NvRD3ASHiCE0pk_ovpGolCqfWnnDD8GGUkquO1mAO_D0H3HidPQzSv7WAUUEMWTurQFVLx8d_QnOBCKRswlE0y45tI6HAXZX1gP8Orq7li9NqUW1rv/s400/gill-on-floor-02.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqKsdWUThvRaIJQOZ-m1XeUxobZnP829zQwcSyImJX7FwHiRaVQ8mCNBUb5t80l21lJpfR_D37zhdBuawTBcI35h8Dk43cKQvwfDgLdQodwOEISpYMrcIRQ6TX2jN6SrMQikoRgpUHnK0V/s1600-h/gillfivegirlssamhaskins_thumb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420034616596201698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqKsdWUThvRaIJQOZ-m1XeUxobZnP829zQwcSyImJX7FwHiRaVQ8mCNBUb5t80l21lJpfR_D37zhdBuawTBcI35h8Dk43cKQvwfDgLdQodwOEISpYMrcIRQ6TX2jN6SrMQikoRgpUHnK0V/s400/gillfivegirlssamhaskins_thumb.jpg" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420034611375329330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5nxUTz-i0W-mZTD_Dju48QJtNlRhYcaFH6Oih8CXODHoGiaaUA0r_LLw9uhoc-AdBkPEn3KKeREC2Y1j8HPLeGpq1Eil_Fz_xtpofGPcV9vlK1zJ-jVpUabdnlpoc_GvG-mXyWexJOlEO/s400/gillandcurlsamhaskins.jpg" /> <div><div></div></div></div></div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-55447407817502516362009-12-23T18:21:00.001+00:002009-12-23T18:24:06.486+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoBCvCejhrEbSws53VrcoPYM7BsPLL5hJBX7HbFJH8vB515Exx74njy5dlZ5wcmhgjZtHljlBWLTh9nxKR_ytZbHS72sXSSrF2wp67z4uP6nAFoLDV_wjPZTKuXqXgaZkeEvBmE0ZwWD4y/s1600-h/tumblr_kt7h0wLZYa1qzarwlo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB0ShrTRRmB8iyvOpKiEwd7x4JQQ9UX_PFqoj11DWxAm7XflA_oCSOOcCRf390cVHC4DuzJWunVCipOi8I7eoMpARCO0MlDwz-zF_ign4hwWA2ZZVVq14BUUaWl_eCHp7JYYsJsWpv-gpS/s400/4206413742_e8fd4c5457_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418498339649204082" /></a><br />Why is Christmas abbreviated to Xmas? I don't like it, Irrelevant information, but a good indication of where this blog is going. There are a lot of things I dislike about "Xmas". In no particular order; Turkey, "Only fools and horses", Christmas number ones, the word "crimbo", stilted conversation with people you haven't seen for a year, and last, but not least, Christmas shopping!<div><br /><div>Before I start berating what should be a joyous seasonal activity, allow me to slip in the things I love. I love how "Home alone" is always on TV, I love Christmas stockings (and the allure of a hidden satsuma) and watching people don paper crowns and tell crap jokes as if it is normal.</div><div><br /></div><div>Phew, got the love out of my system, let the rant commence... where was I? oh, yes - Xmas shopping sucks. Why do I always leave it until the last minute? why do I never dress appropriately and end up sweating and then freezing my way through a dreary day? and why can I never remember what anyone wants/likes/needs? "of course Dad wants more socks. He likes socks. Everyone needs socks." If you have to rationalise it, you have bought the wrong gift.</div><div><br /></div><div>I am incredibly indecisive by nature. This is not a helpful attribute when it comes to mission-shopping. Yes its a mission - a full-blown operation to purchase as many things as you can. I spend hours wondering the aisles of HMV, becoming ensconced in the box-set section. Towers of DVDs coax me into pretending my brother loves "friends" ( he doesn't but oh how fickle my memory can be.) I limp aimlessly around beauty counter, choking on perfume, allowing war-painted Ladies to poison my arm with their scented sprays. I escape department stores smelling like a chemically confused version of my mother.</div><div><br /></div><div>What would be great is if a learned from my mistakes and made the effort to forward plan, but hey its too late now. Merry Christmas , and everybody a happy new bag - I mean year!</div></div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-56122795676378816242009-12-22T17:32:00.002+00:002009-12-22T17:35:11.840+00:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgELDk3jGybxgcEqYG7_v_SOn8M1X2XlzF7_mSBAkYxn1sNJQ0wWtLLz4YsKVr45VgIktoNzs27hLXlr06SMOS9DdVP7YUWYBfzXkaGYXsKJT8Amb6cI_MTYSTOjiReDM1FdDU16m70P5yv/s1600-h/xmas-09.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418114930902355282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgELDk3jGybxgcEqYG7_v_SOn8M1X2XlzF7_mSBAkYxn1sNJQ0wWtLLz4YsKVr45VgIktoNzs27hLXlr06SMOS9DdVP7YUWYBfzXkaGYXsKJT8Amb6cI_MTYSTOjiReDM1FdDU16m70P5yv/s400/xmas-09.jpg" /></a> Check out Chrissie Abbott's stuff <a href="http://cloudsandmonsters.wordpress.com/">here</a> its pretty rad<br /><br /></div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-24124602477761250732009-12-13T16:03:00.000+00:002009-12-13T16:17:18.887+00:0015 Days !<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRNyUDP8lpSyviEo7zVgVL9Hj2OUURKr4yS-maL8LjV5wx4vfgDw4bkPwe6o2LP6KTGCFmXDbtvGlI5CF4HvJ-vSiHJE5QBdlL3EK7_2f_jtcYZgR2tvVK_L9swbVS4NZ7Usg_7pt74BPr/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411456776912849554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRNyUDP8lpSyviEo7zVgVL9Hj2OUURKr4yS-maL8LjV5wx4vfgDw4bkPwe6o2LP6KTGCFmXDbtvGlI5CF4HvJ-vSiHJE5QBdlL3EK7_2f_jtcYZgR2tvVK_L9swbVS4NZ7Usg_7pt74BPr/s400/birthday.jpg" /></a><br /><div>I have the sudden need to tell people that my birthday is looming near, and yes before you ask it does suck to have a birthday six days before Christmas, its cold, dark and everybody is suddenly lethargic (its as if everybody is hibernating getting ready for the post-Christmas sales.) I'm getting a year older (17) and its my last year of childhood, a very daunting thought as I quite like the idea of climbing a tree and spending the rest of my life in dungarees and over the knee socks, I will be able to drive, get a tattoo and go to an adult jail, all fun recreational activities you will agree. I don't want to grow up, I like the safety net of secondary school and not being trusted to vote. Arhhh Teenage angst </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br />I was pleased to reach 17, if only because, when I was at primary school, I longed to own a pair of knee-high boots. Upon voicing this desire, somebody kindly informed me that knee-high boots, could ONLY be carried off from the age of 18, well 17 will have to do. It is somewhat disconcerting to think that I took fashion advice from somebody I had probably only ever seen in a standard-issue school uniform, or, at a push, a PE kit, but still, it's something to which I have stoically adhered to. The question is, now that I am the right age to rock a knee-high boot, what type of shoe do I have to look forward to other than slippers? But there are of aspects to growing old which do appeal to me. I'm simply allowing myself to be brainwashed by the consensus these days that life beyond 40 sucks. But why? Personally, I love warm jumpers in sensible colours, I cite the Queen and her love of Barbour as a style inspiration, I'd like to spend my days reading a library of books and I happen to find beachside strolls rather fulfilling. I'm particularly looking forward to being old enough to sit in a corner at Christmas time, in MY chair, making completely out-of-order comments to my family that they'll have to accept because I'm ancient and, probably, senile.Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-7172157740201320782009-12-12T15:34:00.002+00:002009-12-12T15:38:44.659+00:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ZXQUxhYcaMlbAOeLnAMgJvCk3AZPnMvk_Jv2DdqEQNHxGgu9ubi5KghIgXHL0niWe2kiH7B4THdrpevbqSAMAlrfONn7jDua3yTfm1DCLbnxclVcaYuVbFys035UZJPnVwJzfnLxKwMq/s1600-h/tabitha+gwyn+osler+xmas.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 380px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414374574360283138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ZXQUxhYcaMlbAOeLnAMgJvCk3AZPnMvk_Jv2DdqEQNHxGgu9ubi5KghIgXHL0niWe2kiH7B4THdrpevbqSAMAlrfONn7jDua3yTfm1DCLbnxclVcaYuVbFys035UZJPnVwJzfnLxKwMq/s400/tabitha+gwyn+osler+xmas.jpg" /></a><br /><div>I must have cut a lonely figure, grappling with a Christmas tree up a windy, cobbled drive way – I imagined a street brimming with happy couples and mobile-phone advert friends all with their perfect pine giants in a net.<br /><br />To make matters worse, I was wearing a camel-coloured cardigan. If I'd have thought it through, I'd have donned a Barbour for this festive task. As it was, having been abandoned by my brother who had promised to help me fetch The Tree, defiance had forced me towards the rainy garage in a hurry, and the camel was baring the brunt of this rookie mistake.<br /><br />It now stands embarrassed in the corner of my room, drowning in scientifically tied bows and carefully arranged fairy lights, which continue to wink at me long into the night. I realise now that I have unintentionally turned my innocent Christmas tree into a "fashion tree".<br /><br />It wasn't meant to be this way. I searched high and low for multi-coloured baubles because I wanted a tacky, scrappy tree but no, impatience gripped me before I had a chance to find them. Suddenly I found myself in John Lewis's haberdashery section, picking out VV Rouleaux ribbons in various hues, as if that's what I do every year.<br /><br />This, however, is the first year I've had the inclination to decorate my home in keeping with tradition. My previous miserly stance toward decoration was that everything I put up I would at some point have to take down and, frankly, that would be too much effort. I wonder when it got to that? As a child I used to virtually hyperventilate at the prospect of picking up the tree from the local garden centre with my dad and taking it home to drench it in baubles. It was beyond exciting.<br /><br />And at school when we used to fashion shoddy-looking paper-chains from faded coloured sugar paper, it seemed not only to be an extremely important task, but also the highlight of the academic calendar. Will there be snow, won't there be snow? Will Father Christmas/Dad eat the mince pie we left out?<br /><br />This year I'm trying to rediscover that fervour I once had for the festive period. I started by watching Home Alone – which was just as amazing as I remembered – I've bought rings made of holly, too many branches of mistletoe and I've even tried to stand around sipping mulled wine and hot cider, both of which tasted entirely unreasonable.<br /><br />Maybe the issue I have is that there is only a certain amount of Christmas cheer I can muster every year, and most of that is used up on bellowing "Merry Christmas!!!" There is one saving grace, however, one activity that always fills me with cheer: shopping.<br /><br />Yesterday I popped in to Bath to track down a variety of gifts for a variety of family members. I managed to buy five in total, one for mum, one for my brother, one for my dad and two for myself. Although this is an appalling result, it's a trap I always fall into.<br /><br />I have an issue with purchasing things, I can't peruse items for other people without spying something for myself. Often I'll try and safeguard myself from this fact by sticking solely to shops or departments I know I have no interest in: kitchenware, menswear, gardening tools.<br /><br />Even then though, even when I'm knee-deep in other people's interests, I am quite capable of convincing myself I need a hand trowel. This has to stop. Perhaps I'll do the rest of my Christmas shopping over the internet because then if I can't actually pick the items up and bond with them, I won't want them. First stop: www.asos.com. </div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-19673645278441001632009-12-07T17:26:00.004+00:002009-12-12T15:16:30.920+00:00Alison<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigt4nuVfyBPUwitni2yJAqX7F_r1kyDTrHoPT4_t8w3-DFiE-_RvAdC9sfCP2jFV8-YxLNyBCOmkLM2blxfuaDxM1NRJ9ng5f0Tiuq2mOjW3W4qqdWZDa7lEjOWvysxfbfab_eX7t3z06I/s1600-h/HS_Alison01_352.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412547860438732034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigt4nuVfyBPUwitni2yJAqX7F_r1kyDTrHoPT4_t8w3-DFiE-_RvAdC9sfCP2jFV8-YxLNyBCOmkLM2blxfuaDxM1NRJ9ng5f0Tiuq2mOjW3W4qqdWZDa7lEjOWvysxfbfab_eX7t3z06I/s400/HS_Alison01_352.jpg" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412547856837548194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh884pJMh49uXMQm5NCYeQ45FgUqZQZ49949_Wv5H-tsb7dXZfEhPO4nqP5Wj0m_Xcd8a3cw-_O2ztqGgO7bviHhJuHOmZ8pMq02z-sOQmJExa3lSWLHc_98hDx13zgri6-bf6UF1aT11Q/s400/HS_Alison01_299.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412547849707616626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2eDBReLIkgUAnO6L5jHq4tuUkmOQwns-MizJ4YxHAJkVhlucBGkFPTmUsiaq2xZ_o7d35WmKXYUHg1-at9gvCOGvT3xCBvOcR9YMGxpPYHu0w1G7TBfoIMLM7PK1MKtU8P87NGfOSs3x3/s400/Alison01_406.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412547843347561778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIeo4mWlr8CY_vSyDWDE2sN4qIuwHA94_nA4kTzdsq4xQhsbhIRSTQfND_0OaSB9BiXpsVwNa1uosytbXPh8L5-_EGgJQ6awXIjRqR41HSqraH5FkQyQdiUsvuDebASzJ6aZkBLyc178lI/s400/Alison.jpg" /> <div><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-91827252315361776232009-12-04T19:42:00.001+00:002009-12-04T19:43:56.458+00:00I Love Marc Johns<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhglNuzut_WZEYanvikJ-22EQHS0pe7LK_udF-yY43tDmaKcsNCH_1c-o0PFHZ06CA5O0lPCuENFhfpzDjtUMxNVLh3jN81JRLrRtMlOb3919KLSTiCfvjT5kcUoCbuR8m9GWS5OdO4IKUe/s1600-h/art+hardcore-mittens.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469031733654258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhglNuzut_WZEYanvikJ-22EQHS0pe7LK_udF-yY43tDmaKcsNCH_1c-o0PFHZ06CA5O0lPCuENFhfpzDjtUMxNVLh3jN81JRLrRtMlOb3919KLSTiCfvjT5kcUoCbuR8m9GWS5OdO4IKUe/s400/art+hardcore-mittens.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaWpU9UjKP_C2nB5G3QOnux_Fx6-22p8LBdqRtn890Q8SBqpWrlttyqm-SGquruNAMWMTn-1FxaGqlb03z86eRRzSOIHT8Ti9pUesz_LwI7NyEPGVU0cDL-8BTI-DIeCizrm50T6GoUiEW/s1600-h/art+enormous-amount-teeth-470.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469025317030034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaWpU9UjKP_C2nB5G3QOnux_Fx6-22p8LBdqRtn890Q8SBqpWrlttyqm-SGquruNAMWMTn-1FxaGqlb03z86eRRzSOIHT8Ti9pUesz_LwI7NyEPGVU0cDL-8BTI-DIeCizrm50T6GoUiEW/s400/art+enormous-amount-teeth-470.jpg" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469020621774482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9CmKskZkMtkaiTTeR_oELvr90p6M9h37vuIBo18KW4dWzcBx-nGggT4V2NT5D7lrUTRJWClIb0nHxNC-pO4OOnUhSQnh24h8aal3cTUg66pB20i45iVTsrYk52Y17p6CSmZBFVYKCyd24/s400/Art.jpg" /><br /><div><div> </div></div></div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-5534521601339629372009-11-28T22:25:00.002+00:002009-11-28T22:30:38.907+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS2vYLZTC36pjdekpXA2alLpf5KhNrXwR_DYhyphenhyphenzmyFbw_jpR3un9nAcYxpQt2fEMGEwUj7XKI2Cxzg-T5b-PBK3m2BhXKIr2HLj9WC4WrhyphenhyphenBzUecsr7VkYZCMkoQ8KfC40pu_9dEaCPXaX/s1600/74091--10778585-.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-SRxLyeFLpTIZ7uob8vXIfq42iy2b6Y69xeOi4cOEjbeVL_cS7vJjve52D4E995JkO0mvX771TEEfvIp3_hOYR_hx_a541DX4UU4zYUdyhH0GLEQoINcYyjQgvXRi3xzREVdztrmFhUl/s400/74091--10778480-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409284899063744882" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><div style="text-align: left;margin-left: 30px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Magazine: POP, fall 2008</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;margin-left: 30px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Editorial: ‘Feeling Falling’</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;margin-left: 30px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Style: Katie Grand</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;margin-left: 30px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Model: Agyness Deyn</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;margin-left: 30px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Photographer: Ryan McGinley</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;margin-left: 30px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;margin-left: 30px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Katie Grand: “[Ryan] sent me this reference photograph of kids falling off a fire escape — it was from the 1950s I think — and said he’d really like to have [Agyness] falling. And naked. So we ended up with two stunt men and Agyness jumping naked from five stories onto a huge huge crash mat. It was incredible.” </span></span></span></div></span>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-62329361432968191342009-11-27T19:28:00.002+00:002009-11-27T19:31:58.159+00:00Floral Headdress<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-roGE_T7Qh-pQJvnT7xrCOs_o5rVKfTXZuunZDf2fAIg9KRO2_g46g6vH8mZHzYiB-gKoGBspOz_nxaj8vjGA5M7Z-56-Epn0yaldJn97oW-fbNsmHalQcL_UCZDrj1z2AxVm_npGnrAG/s1600/4042829636_0bb12bb3e7_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-roGE_T7Qh-pQJvnT7xrCOs_o5rVKfTXZuunZDf2fAIg9KRO2_g46g6vH8mZHzYiB-gKoGBspOz_nxaj8vjGA5M7Z-56-Epn0yaldJn97oW-fbNsmHalQcL_UCZDrj1z2AxVm_npGnrAG/s400/4042829636_0bb12bb3e7_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408868287081631538" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Step 1-</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Gather the flowers for the headdress. Choose colors of different types and sizes. Choose colors that coordinate with the outfit it will be worn with. Include filler flowers such as babies breath or greenery</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Step 2-</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Shape heavy gauge craft wire into a circle that is just larger than the crown of the head. Make the circle large enough to sit just above the ears. Twist the ends of the wire together to close the circle</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Step 3-</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Wrap the entire wire circle with floral tape. Overlap the edges of the floral tape so that no part of the wire shows. Wrap the tape snugly, allowing for no movement once the entire circle is wrapped</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Step 4- </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Trim flower stems to 1/2 inch. Attach the flowers to the headdress by wrapping the stems with floral tape. Place flowers close together, placing filler flowers in any small gaps.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Step 5-</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Heat up a hot glue gun. Put a small dot of glue on the headdress to glue any loose flowers in place</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Step 6-</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Tie ribbons to the back of the headdress. Leave lengths of ribbon hanging from the back that are around 12 inches long.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Step 7-</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Store large floral headdresses in a refrigerator until it is time for them to be worn</span></span></div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-82871807080654949032009-11-27T19:01:00.000+00:002009-11-27T19:04:11.932+00:00Rebel Without A Cause<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhUFEN77XzNM_s4IqxKvLTOG-5OF0I-ZWb1PRhqF4aPs-hyjGzSgiRQkA2NdaBqmgLze7J2amAZOB9CMXTUfuQ_n88FhgS1NrwUuhTSpeVf30yeUic1YADwccN1OoO36d6Kzyqy1lK2F1Z/s1600/ipshdx.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZvtZF_f2NlMfyQuZlFGNtP6fqAh_beDg35R8iytVGA0QXN2b6cOV6NA5YLpjgOVmuq7Thyli1rUSYUWj4toPyECzAzIaK0dzQFIwmHb9mImSnpk0AJA2UfItQoQdfnqIU0iSa_wIQ8DGK/s400/tumblr_kti5g3J05p1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408861067953638114" /></a>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-60194868198667679872009-11-11T17:41:00.008+00:002009-11-14T18:26:13.423+00:00J'adore<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404025692254348770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Gm-LO8fw-0lc5dfewxGOBqDBX0LErM1maar5EQzGCawmm-OYyl4utB1OZLGds9ZatNY3rHy77K0w5M_01aTVfMAjaibhIAXckIn1QuV3JC4b9mIH5hu8-KHp3k8OE7Q2ghrKeujBZFHb/s400/Velvet.jpg" /> <div><div>I recently rediscovered my love for Velvet, that material that only ever comes out at Christmas or when you are four years old, with a peter pan color and white tights for a friends birthday. Its a comfort material that, as well as keeping you warm, makes you feel warm inside. Its a fabric full of nostalgia of forgotten innocence. </div><div><br />I have been in love with a certain black Velvet "See by Chloe" dress ever since it turned up on Alexa Chung and Tennessee Thomas. I need a version of my own, why don't I have a bulging bank account which I can dip into when ever I can. Its kind of perfect it has that youthful spin on It. I think I am slowing turning into a goth or I want a part in the Adams family. Either way I'm pale enough and I have read Frankenstein, which are must be on the check list that all wannabe Goths must follow. I must shuffle off as I have alot of Edga Allan Poe to read.</div><div></div><div>Also can I have red hair please </div><div>x</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404026503816880018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJJsPZohTx9lZA_uiBoJtPdn4Df33fq-55l7OYHDD6WMeuVvHD76aF0ELrMawzBSg786Hkl45T94_B5J-mXprQcynuaSrBq3sSCPFFVy66-R_hOIcyGpFtkR2wE752a1ob-smO3engtNIe/s400/florence+1.jpg" /> <div></div><div></div></div>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045440209315848079.post-60332207321079819292009-11-08T18:14:00.001+00:002009-11-08T18:16:17.242+00:00A flowchart<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj7Ggn-onpQQYZLJ7hkNMpH_N9Ctrhnkm_ndoRQWSJAmEzACHCmLT1Hn72nW7hCQzkPC8N46xr2ZTTRJ2YymZWpNya13euv1L4uqn8biGamnescqrGk-bwu5iV9dJjQgbvPiOAMfFp5-Ye/s1600-h/tumblr_kolo40SQZq1qzy3cwo1_r1_500.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401798075640781794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj7Ggn-onpQQYZLJ7hkNMpH_N9Ctrhnkm_ndoRQWSJAmEzACHCmLT1Hn72nW7hCQzkPC8N46xr2ZTTRJ2YymZWpNya13euv1L4uqn8biGamnescqrGk-bwu5iV9dJjQgbvPiOAMfFp5-Ye/s400/tumblr_kolo40SQZq1qzy3cwo1_r1_500.jpg" border="0" /></a> Picture from <a href="http://papertissue.tumblr.com/page/9">here</a>Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174160153135075635noreply@blogger.com0