I love how my love of style has just gone throught he roof, all over again!
This years resolution, No more buying food unless it is on Brunswick St or Sydney Rd or anything tre` gourmet`.
Mainly night outs ofcourse, you see, although my taste in modèle is of course exquisite (and I do try not to sound vain in any way ...ha) but I just waste so much money!
Such a shame really, theres so much potential.
Shopping to do list:
Pants department- Highwasted Black Jeans + Highwasted washed blue jeans, Op shop shorts; Light blue + Washed dark denim, Flowey styled shorts than at some pointe can be mistaken for skirts (also know as skorts, alas that word is tre` dégoûter)
Shirts Galore- All range, from frills and lace, to slits and abstract angles. Indie to femme`.
Preferable if mid drift!
>I can never have enough tops.
STOCKINGS- Floral, lace, lined, white, black, bright, dark, shapes, patterns.... STOCKINGS!
Accesorize me baby- Gold chain(s), Bowler hat (FUCK, WHERE TO GET ONE?!, perhaps just a black top hat typa thing will do), Rings? Bangles but most importantly The Gold Chain.
Shoes- You really have to question what a girl about shoes?, I want lace up leather loafers, More heels, Wedge ankle boots (Balenciaga, yeah I know, goodluck.) and lam-o havanas.
Fuck food, Say yes to fashion!
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My baby in BA.LEN.CI.AGA
I believe in a thing called love. Ash Stymest love.
Nothin' ta fuck wit Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' ta fuck wit Straight from the motherfucking slum that's busted Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' ta fuck wit And if you want beef then bring the ruckus Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' ta fuck wit Straight from the motherfucking slum that's busted Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' ta fuck wit
We only said good-bye with words, I died a hundred times. You go back to her and I go back to mine
Younge Love baby.
If a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she's late? Nobody.
Love,
Love will tear us apart, again.
He was singing that song, "If a body catch a body coming through the rye." He had a pretty little voice too. He was just singing for the hell of it, you could tell. The cars zoomed by, the brakes screeched all over the place, his parents paid no attention to him, and he kept on walking next to the kerb and singing "If a body catch a body coming through the rye." It made me feel better. It made me feel not so depressed anymore.
I was half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they're not much to look at, or even if they're sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are. Girls. Jesus Christ. They can drive you crazy. They really can.
Biggie Biggie Biggie, Can't you see? Somtimes your words just hypnotize me, and I just love your Flashy ways, guess that's why they broke and you're so paid.
Just When I Thought I Was Growing out of barbie, barbie suddenly got cool again
Click on the photo to view all by the genius Mariel Clayton
Yeah, Merrry XXXmas.
25th December, 09
Wow.
Was Just So Fucking Yummy, I Had To Share It....
Some are so ridiculous that I contemplate getting them:
Amazing:
Chanel
"...Elegance does not consist in putting on a new dress. "
Norman Hartnell
'...To me, Simplicty is the death of the soul'
Christian Dior
'...The romantic silhouette Dior had constructed so peerlessly celebrated a woman's shape in a way no one had dared before.'
Yves Saint Laurent
'...It pains me physically to see a woman victimized, rendered pathetic, by fashion. '
The best day of my life:
My Love for a certain frontman has probably gotten over the top. Drunk and Disorderly tour: Deez Nuts, The Amity Affliction, Breakeven, Louie Knuxx 12th of July.
She is the one named Sailor Moon...
Felipe Coronel, Possibly the most attractive man in the world.
This is... A State Of Trance
A Gallery Of My Favourite Chocolate Men
Dallas Green
