Friday, 23 November 2012


Until I can actually pull my arse out of work long enough to buy some decent batteries for my DSLR, i'm opting to jump on the 'generic instagram post' bandwagon. So here are my last 10 instagram photos. Admittedly they are not typical of a self proclaimed fashion blogger, nonetheless, they caught my eye long enough for me to want to share them with my fantastic 123 followers, and now with all of you on here. It is a slow rehabilitation back into the blogging world, it's hard to be inspired, but i guess i have to accept the fact i live in a less than inspirational place and, rather than wait for myself to happen upon awe inspiring insight, hunt that bad boy down. So bare with me peeps (i'msostreet). 

A neon skull bracelet, bought for me by a friend of mine                                     Foals gig i recently bagged tickets for
A Johnny Cash record i found in a charity shop for 50p                                        Some JC look-a-likes i picked up for £15
Some doodles during a long lecture                                                                    A pizza i made in Prezzo rugby during a work 'thing'
Mac highlighter i recently purchased                                                                  Real JC's bought for me by my bf (xmas present)
My wardrobe which is way too full                                                                      Deftones gig i'm going to, 2013 is a good year for gigs!

And there you have it. If you wish to view my feeble attempts at photography regularly, feel free to follow my instagram. Until next time, little scamps..

Peace and jazz

Saturday, 23 June 2012

take these sunken eyes and learn to see

First of all, hello!

I would secondly like to apologise to all of my subscribers for being an M.I.A. bastard and not blogging for just under a year. See when I was forced to move back home from New York I was stuck in a rut. For the whole time before my move to the big city, i hadn't really thought what would happen after it because i was so caught up in all the excitement and concentrating on the only important thing i had going on in my life. So when i unwillingly arrived home, i was swamped by well wishes, requests for stories and love from my then boyfriend. This then spiraled downwards; i found out that i couldn't submit my uni work and had to hand in to pass and i have just completed a repeat year which i have to fund myself - nightmare. So safe to say i have not been in the best of spirits since touching down on UK turf. 

But here i am now; single, complete with a new look, new fitness regime, new piercings and a new tattoo. I'm a changed person, i swear. New York made me into the person i've always knew i was, the person who was always stifled by small town life, now i'm not afraid to do anything.

I have begun planning to go back to the big apple, this time for a lot longer, six months even and maybe even permanent if i can find a way. This time will be a hell of a lot more different though; i'll be a free agent, i'll have more time to explore, i'll be there with a whole different bunch of people; it's actually kind of terrifying.

So i guess i'm going to start blogging again! Thank you for all of the voodlers who have hung in there through my blogging dry spell, i appreciate the support.

Lastly, now i'm a 'meal for one' again, if anyone knows of any tattooed, bearded hipsters.. fling 'em my way for us? Cheers.