Tuesday, 18 December 2012
Tuesday, 13 July 2010
Labelled England’s Classic Resort, the tiny town of Southport truly is perfection. Not only does Southport have large city attractions such as high street shops and huge commercial over-charging coffee houses such as Starbucks, Southport is crammed to the brim of quirky village qualities and locations.
Things to do? Oh Lord, like I could list them? Simply type in ‘Southport’ to your search bar, and see what it bring you! Beautiful hotels, fun days out, its just so classic! With all the usual fun little conventional things to do with a Sea Side resort that’s been around for decades!
Anyway, I’m talking about one of my favourite places in the world because its only a thirty minute train journey away, and my sister is staying there with her boyfriend before she goes back to Uni in Staffordshire in September, where I have been invited to stay for a few days this week.
Just about done packing, and I’ll be off for the train now. Did I mention I’m seventeen today? I’m not fond of my birthday and had planned to ignore it, but parents will be parents and still gave me cards at stupid o’clock in the morning.
Funny how I never feel older or wiser when birthdays come, then insignificant events make me grow.
Tuesday, 29 June 2010
And Lo! The light! And so now I ponder “these years of trial and hell have led to this delight!
Oh what love? Only ethereal happiness and sun shine raise. My heart basking in glorious… nay! divine beauty.” ah an expanding glow, like lazy sunny winter mornings, melting sparkles in feather light, illuminating soft, content, jovial smiles.
(19th April 2010 dreamy optimistic talk with a friend, about how our trials are rewarded in the end)
Sunday, 20 June 2010
"...Like death, death is the only certainly we have. Why run from it? When it’s the only thing we can truly trust? Lets hold on to this blanket! Embrace what is right and true and dependable.
And why, why oh Why, Why do we run from love. Platonic, romantic. Whichever ‘ic’ we come by, because we’re afraid, what’s a little heart break? Some lost time and gained or lost pounds. A human likes to be within the throngs of love and passion every now and again, gives you something to use as thoughts and as wisdom.
Oh mistakes, embarrassments, regrets, awful decisions and beautiful declarations or actions not reciprocated. Oh Lord! Get over it! Of course, dwell and wallow, sure, be my bloody guest. But to carry them around for months afterwards is nothing more than ridiculous, and a waste of what few brain cells we humans use. "
Monday, 7 June 2010
its very light, smooths your skin, and it isn't patchy at all! plus, it has a beautifully subtle smell, a little like cucumber...
much to my frustration, my camera has had a little tantrum and will not work! thankfully the pictures on is are salvageable, though i'm so disappointed i can't take pictures of my new shoes (!!) not the wedges, but these beautiful 80's red heels. i'll have to nick my Dad's camera just to put a picture on here!
I've been reading this;
and listening to this;
sorry about the shite pictures, i was already running late :')
Thursday, 27 May 2010
its wonderful Whit week soon, and i plan on using the late May days walking and writing. Seeing old friends, watching the new Sex and the City film, and revison revison revison.
result of too much coffee in the morning...
PopBoutique Dress,H&M cardigan and Belt
Skirt & Top; H&M
Belt & Bangle; Vintage
Tuesday, 18 May 2010
That's how i should like my hair....
anyway, bath time.