not going to make a full text post, because I don’t have a full picture to go with it!
bite sized style!

not going to make a full text post, because I don’t have a full picture to go with it!

bite sized style!

that is the question. yes it is.

Today Matthew, I am going to be a children’s librarian.

I am wearing very few colours today, and it makes me feel a little strange. I’m not one for being tasteful. I’m going to keep this post short and sweet so I can carry of wasting my life watching documentaries on the telly and ting. Don’t follow in my footsteps children, television can make your eyes square.

I made this cameo pin a million years ago. I found it today. How gratuitous!

Aaaaaaaand  just before I go, here is an update photo of my pompom scarf. Impressive, non

Au revoir!

x

undisciplined art

I POSTED. 

YOU HEARD.

I’m actually loving neutrals and spherical jewelry at the moment. I’m panicking slightly because it’s like, “shit, this is what all the highstreet shops are pushing this season!” then I remember I have cravats, mustard trench-coats, geometric bright scarves and calf-length brown hamish dresses.

Then I breath a sigh of relief.

(Really I just wanted to show off my new body suit. It has a pattern of joggers on it!)

I mean, I was doing the cape years ago. The industry is stalking me, I swear. >__>

I’ve sent almost all of my clothes off to the UK for university- so I’m surprised I managed to rustle something up. My right deltoid is having a right bitch fit o__o woah. 

Cardigan, 2 euros from a rastro. 70s Body suit, 3 pound off eBay. Ribbon, 1 euro from fabric shop. Pearl sphere brooch, 4 euros from local jewelry shop. Trousers, 39.99 euros from Zara. (Real) Dr Martens, 2 euros, Spanish rastro.

Those trousers are my babies. I’d have to reeeaaaaaally like something to spend that much on them.

Anyway my gorgeous ones, I’m going out to play bingo like the neutral, knitted-up-to-the-eyeballs fuddy-duddy I am!

denim? seriously?

That’s right. Today, for the first time in about a year and a half, I’m wearing JEANS.

Shocking, I know. I reckon I must have combatted the pretty-dress-every-day cycle I got myself into, because jeans are never, ever pretty.

I’m also wearing my new top from Japan I was telling you about yesterday. It’s a bodysuit, and it had said online that although it was a decent size, the previous owner had edited it to make it much smaller. They weren’t kidding. The thing was full of stitches slimming it down to fit someone the size of an 8-10 year old. So, I got to unpicking them. I also cut out the elastic because it was too small for my giant thunder thighs then got to a bit of editing the shape myself. I’m quite pleased with the result, because it looks like a baggy top that just never comes untucked.

And it has wonderful sleeves. Look!

Also, I thought I’d show you the pompoms I made yesterday, because I’m really really proud of them. I’m going to make lots and lot and lots and make them into a beautiful scarf. :)

Hooray!

(also, if you’re Tara, and you’re reading this, where have you gone?)

x

carmine

Friends! Romans! Countrymen (and women)!

I don’t think I’ve actually blogged this shirt before. Which is strange, as it is probably my favourite shirt EVAAAARRRR. It’s just such a lovely colour, and the collar is so pretty and when I got to the till to pay for it the salesgirl got all upset because I only paid three pounds for it and she had to pay retail. Shame.

Please excuse my facial expression. I look stoned.

The orange cardigan is something I don’t wear nearly enough. It’s my mum’s and has these fantatsic cuffs on the sleeves that make me feel really important.

I’m also going to take this opportunity to show off my new necklace I made. I don’t know if you can see, but it’s a microscope slide of guineapig liver I stole from my biology class. It’s really really old and the sciencemaster who made it (who retired a long time ago) had the most lovely handwriting. :)

The picture quality is appalling but I’m sure you get the general idea.

I got myself a lovely top through the post today from Japan (aaaaaaaaaaaah!) so I’m sure I’ll upload pictures of that soon.

Adorations!

x

in a garden made of worms

Hello!

I just thought I’d make a quick post to show off my new shoes! Well, my old shoes, really. A couple of days ago, the lovely Tilly (I feel I should link to a blog here, but Tillybug doesn’t have one. I know! She lives in the dark ages!) and I got ourselves a nice tube of glue and set about sticking flowers on my shoes! Aren’t they beautiful?

Not posting the rest of today’s outfit as it’s mostly just like yesterday’s outfit and that’s just weird.

Farewell!

x

immortality

Daaaaaaaarlings!

I know, I know. It must be so painful, for our followers, all sixteen of them, to not have me gracing your dashboards. And to put you at rest and stop you having sleepless nights, I decided to ignore my vow to not post again until Tara gets off her lazy backside and takes pictures, and make a post anyway. Rejoice!

I was looking through the blog yesterday and realised that all of the photos are me trying to fit into the camera shot, or standing blandly with my hands on my hips, and it’s all rather boring. So, I’m going to take the advice of Tyra Banks, that if you don’t know what to do in a shot, pretend you have period pain.

I’ll be gracing the cover of Vogue any time soon.

The garment I’m wearing the cover my snatch is possibly the baggiest pair of trousers I’ve ever seen, and I love them soooooo muuuuuch. Yes.

They look all dramatic and swishy when I walk. I feel like some sort of gallant samurai in a low-budget anime.

I made this brooch out of a very teeny tiny eensy weensy vintage picture frame of a lady with a bad haircut.

Aaaaaaand finally, the obligatory vanity picture of my face. I bought the scarf a couple of days ago to replace to one Tara has nicked from me. Also, note how pale I am. I spent three weeks in Spain this summer, and I  didn’t even wear sunscreen. WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY SKIN?!

Adios amigos!

x

cherry pie

Hello sexy beasts and beastettes! I’m going through a strange and awkward time in my life, I suppose, and everything is up in the air and out of my hands. All in all, I’m not the most cheerful of beasts. So, I am trying to wear as many colours as possible! Perhaps this shall cheer me up!

I bought this dress a couple of weeks ago from some place in Camden. My mum hates it with a raw and unbridled passion I can’t quite explain to you, but I really really love it. It has pockets!!

Also, I thought I would show you the excessive amount of bells I have taken to putting around my feet. I think I shall take to wearing much more of them every day, because it sounds as though I’m stepping on fairies.

Aaaaaaand here is a most attractive photo of my face. Yes. Hm.

HAPPY TUESDAY KIDS, STAY IN SCHOOL!

x

sail away, sail away suzanne~

Hello everybody!

Firstly, I’m going to apologise for not posting on here for eons. But I was ill, and then Tara was over (you should have seen some of the outfits. you would have wet yourself.) and then I sank into a state of such apathy I forgot this blog even existed!

But today, I am wearing clothes, and I will share them with you! I’d say this outfit isn’t much like the stuff I usually wear. It seems a bit more, masculine, I suppose. I know that’s a silly thing to say when I’m covered in floral prints and jewellery and I have a bow on my head, but still. I feel manly. XD

(I couldn’t actually get far enough away form the computer due to a sudden influx of furniture in here. So I have no legs.)

Here’s a close up of the cameo I got for my birthday from my parentals, which I love!

Aaaaaaaaand here is a picture of my face. Aren’t you lucky boys and girls?

Anyway,  I’m off out to go and scour the local charity shops. I’ve had this weird need recently to make some sort of garment. I’m thinking of going and designing myself a whole new wardrobe out of curtains, afghan blankets and childrens’ bedsheets. Visionary, I know. I’ll update you with how that works out for me!

Adorations!

x

madagascaaaaaaaargh!

PANDEMIC IS THE HARDEST ONLINE GAME EVERRR

WOAH MATEY.

 

Before I went to the airport to go home. (Y)

(SORRY I’M HIJACKING YOUR TUMBLR CHARLIE I JUST COULDN’T BE BOTHERED TO SIGN IN AS ME OTL’)