Saturday, 26 September 2009

It's been two very, very long weeks. I'm not quite sure whether its been good long or bad long, its just been long. I love what I'm studying, and am now going to paste in some of my homework. Sometimes i love what I've written, and it only gets shared with my tutor, and sometimes my class mates, which admittedly is very embarrassing.

Interior Monologue

I could not visualise a way away from such deep feeling. Like an all consuming love affair, there seemed to be no end, except somewhere in my mind I was aware the exist was only some meters away. Similar to an all consuming love, I did not want to accept such easy ending was just too possible, this feeling needed to live on eternally. ’Though, again I knew, the exhibition ended in September, and would move away for good. This was my summer romance.
How blissful it feels, to lay here, on sumptuously soft carpet, which sags under my relaxed weight, surrounded with souls who are feeling the same intense serenity as I am. I have never dreamt of such an experience, never mused over the depth of feeling art could induce. As a lover of art, I have been an avid visitor to galleries, ever since being a little girl. But this, this is something entirely different, a tangible sense of connection with such wondrous images never felt before. And to stumble across this where I did is a surprise in itself.
I repeated the artists name again and again in my head, Pipilotti Rist, until it too seeped in, overwhelming just like this room and its effects. I have fallen in love with these images, this strange eclectic soundtrack; a combination of human sound and melody. Such smooth overlaps and fades of videos, of moving figures, of harshly contrasted sun and nature, swaying, sweeping, singing in motion. Nothing else existed, all but my thoughts, this soft layered carpet that graduates at the edges, and the little projector snugly fitted within the middle of it, delivering this dizzy calm, these intriguing images, filling this cosy room with a tangible atmosphere.
I sighed, arched my back in comfort then dislodged my hand from the manic curls atop my head. Unlike usual, the normal instinctual movements of the human body needed to be thought. It would have seemed abnormal to urge myself to flex a foot, instead of just doing it, if I didn’t care about anything other than this bliss. It was just like what I assume being high feels like, though a serene, calm and smooth high.
My friends had not accompanied me on this jaunt to the rooms filled with glorious wonder, those who found this treasure with me, I fear, did not find its depth and wonder as gripping as I. And so, I return in solitary company, slipping further and further into my own thoughts, taking the reconnected mind and body along together for this journey.
My peripheral vision detected reluctant movement, and a soft voice penetrated the air, calling softly, though speaking words I dreaded to hear. “Sorry, miss, the exhibition closes now.” I inwardly swore, and cautiously moved my legs sideways and off the elevated carpet. My vision became corrupted with white fuzziness. Knees wobbly, feet faltering, I lent against the wall dejected from life, slipped my feet into shoes and let me legs carry me away from that building. Outside the grey and glass, I felt isolated from the world, my mind separate from all other workings of humanity, thoughts too profound, yet too incoherent.
And so this day ends, farewell till another, I think to that softly dark room and all its wonders. Until I find myself on the brink of needing the fix- I will return. It was my addiction, my summer romance, a substitute to another addiction, a substitute that cannot last, that will end while it is still good.

Word count; 596

I am inundated with work, and yet we have not received any coursework yet. The mornings prove to be cold and difficult, something a cup of tea cannot cure. When my head lightens and floats away from logic with the early morning cigarette, i feel even more apart from those commuting, moving, learning and laughing in the building that i am.

My mind cannot even stretch to create a look to which calls softly that i am not just another English student who thinks she has style. Elle will just appear casual and lost, behind that convincing fake smile and easy laugh.

Tuesday, 22 September 2009

Gloomy Sunday

Though its not Sunday, nor was my Sunday gloomy. My Sunday was full of giggles and fun, all the while something too shocking loomed just ahead of us, so unseen, so un-thought of. returning home after what was a perfect day, home to cosy room and awful news.

A friend of ours died, bringing down such huge realisation's, and shocks upon us. Many words were on our lips, though hardly anything was said. Our friends don't die, but one of our friends died. Our Sunday was perfect, while all that time a lovely person could not be laughing somewhere else too. It could have been anyone, someone closer to me.

Beautiful, cool dappled light surrounded us all day, sometimes bright, sometimes kind and soft.

It was a lovely day.
Monday i wore this;

Dress; PopBoutique,

Cardigan& Belt; H&M


Bag; Next

Bangle; Mums Vintage

E x

Friday, 18 September 2009

Friday feeling

Or lack of Friday feeling. I see 'The Friday Felling' as a feeling of new found freedom felt each Friday... and I'm really not feeling it.

With just one lesson in college today, i found making myself look nice pointless, as not that many people were going to see me.

I got my new Laura Ashely Cardigan i bought from ebay the other dayyy. Its so lovely!

My resent buys incluuuude;

This Lipsy Skirt from Asos,

And these groovy boots from Clarks.

Today i Wore;

Peplum Dress; NewLook

Shoes&Black top; H&M

Hand Knitted purple Scarf; Collinatte Point 5

Sorry my hair looks a mess like i didn't do anything with it, as thats becasue my hair was a mess and i didn't do anything with it ;D


Lovely, Lovely homework to do, sweeties to be eaten.

E x

Sunday, 13 September 2009

Sunday Lovin'

September days have proved to be the essence of the ultimate Grey area. Since i received my GCSE results I've been doing some more waiting to get this next section of 2009 started. I've been in Limbo! just waiting to start doing something!
And finally, i officially start college tomorrow, armed with too many pens, big blue eyes, and a cloud of perfume.
Apart from some confusions and mix ups with my timetable that will surely carry on for a few weeks, I'm confident(ish) that college will be smooth sailing.
I do admit to suffering from nerves. I'm quite shy, and i think I'll be inadequate with my making new friends skills. I haven't had to make new friends for a couple of years!
The only two people i chatted to a little on induction day were nice, and i only approached them to use a lighter :S
Anyway, i'll take a picture of my 'fisrt day of college' outfit tomorrow!
E x

Wednesday, 9 September 2009

So Ell, What did you learn today?

*ponders* Not to leave cups of Tea on the floor by your bed, RIGHT next to your beautiful new Bag.

and it didn't just happen once. OHO NO! i knocked over a cup of coffee onto my new bag, then a cup of tea a couple of hours later.

Now then, about my new bag... i fell in love with it the SECOND i noticed it, sitting all alone on a lower shelf in Next, begging me to give it a home.

It's so damn perfect!! It's big enough for all my college books, and its Purrdy.

I'm also much further on with my winter scarf, I'm getting impatient for winter already, and its only the second week of September!

(please excuse the girly bed sheets and contact case)

E x

Tuesday, 8 September 2009

September Days

And so, finally England slips into my favourite season, the most perfect season. My mind is readily welcoming the thoughts of new pens and exercise books. that smell of new paper, the newness of fresh learning years. what ho! new knowledge to fill my mind!

I have loved Summer 09, but it is certainly time to make my brain struggle.

I have started one of what i hope to be many winter scarf's, this one is a sumptuous purple Collinette Point 5. It shall be thick and long. I'll take a picture when I'm done :D

College starts officially on Monday, Induction is on Friday. I'm very excited!

in addition the Autumn/Winter preparations, after induction day, one is going into town to buy stationary, a college bag, and THEEESE lovely boots

One is excited.

E x

Wednesday, 2 September 2009


Crazily enough, i am not sad to see summer go! because it means going to college! something I've been wanting to do for yeeeeeeeeeears.

I'm enrolled, did that yesterday. now all i have to do is wait for induction day =D and i start!

Enrollment was a tedious job, and the picture on my student card is awful...

ah well!

I wore this the other day;

Skirt; JoeBrowns, Cardie; MKOne, necklace; Dorothy Perkins

Worn with Purple pumps!

New Bracelet