new york giveaway

 

Sorry about the lighting on the pictures, i took them in work which is the only place i seem to be nowadays. This is my New York giveaway. I've been collecting things since the first week i arrived in the big apple and this is the end collection. I know it's  not major, just a few little pretty things, but they're all NY sourced and original (i think, i got them from little market stalls and independent boutiques). You know the drill, i'm just gonna use the standard giveaway rules, plus one or two added.

GIVEAWAY INCLUDES

* Iconic I heart NY tee in your size

** Two rings, bought from a market stall and an independent new york boutique.

*** Owl necklace and plate necklace, both bought from an independent new york boutique.

**** Bumpy cuff thing. 

***** And a few new york themed suprises.

HOW TO ENTER

* You must be a follower of my blog or/and my twitter.

** Leave a comment including "enter me".

...AND IF YOU'RE BORED...

*** Tweet something or put something on your blog about my giveaway and leave a link to the tweet/post for an extra entry.

**** Tell me something you like about my blog for an extra entry.

***** State a moment we've shared on twitter or bloggy-blog for an extra entry.

****** BE SURE TO LEAVE A WAY FOR ME TO CONTACT YOU (E-MAIL, PHONE, TWITTER).

YEAH BITCHES.

GIVEAWAY IS OPEN TO THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD

WINNER WILL BE CHOSEN BY RANDOM.ORG

CLOSING DATE WILL BE SEPTEMBER 6TH AT 11:59PM, UK TIME.

i hate being so formal, you sods.
luff you all

NYC photo diary week #2

NYC photo diary

stand with me and tell me it'll all be okay

This is a post, to apologise for my lack of blogging at the moment, it is unfortunately for a good reason and may continue for the rest of this week. I was involved in a serious car crash on monday, my car was written off and i'm currently suffering from serious - and gross looking - head injuries, i can't really look at my laptop screen for too long without getting a headache. IT PROPER SUCKS ASS.

Gross, right? That's just the minor cuts on my forehead from smashing into my rear-view mirror.

Those of you little munchkins who follow me on twitter will know i've been contemplating dying my hair the past coupl'a days, which i've never done before, so i was really putting some thought into it. It was on the way to buy said hair dye that my little car did some ballroom dancing with a micra, it was totally the other woman's fault, she almost killed me and the police are having a stern talk with her and she may lose her license - GOOD! Maybe i really wouldn't of suited dying my hair, bit of a drastic way to stop me though, turning my suziki into a moving rattle.

Anyway, i just thought i should let you all know that i've not been kidnapped or fallen down the toilet, i'm just a little down, sore and frightened at the moment. 

There's just nothing like seeing your death, i was seconds away from it, i could feel it. I'm still expecting some sort of epiphany, to wake up, jump out of bed and grab life by the swingers. I thought it would've happened already but all i've done is think about how it would've turned out if the oncoming lorry, which near missed me, had been passing the junction a few seconds earlier and it knocks me sick.

Sorry for the downer post folks, i'll be back on form soon, pissing everyone off with my sarcasm and it'll be regal.

Peace

Currently listening to

Don't marry her by The Beautiful South

they call her love

Yesterday was sunny, so everyone probably noticed, so i made the most of it and did a load of stuff and took a bunch of photos. Here are a few of my faves:

I have a load of blog posts planned over the next couple of days, now that my netbook is fixed, i can upload pictures again - YAY.

It's my birthday night out in my home town this friday and saturday, i get to see all my friends and wear my new feet huggers - i'm going for sheer ankle socks and a playsuit - drink lots of birthday vino and throw some sick shapes in heebie's and bumper.

I know some of you may have noticed the absence of say my name sunday, which i apologise for, but i had so much stuff to do and i didn't want the quality to slack so i'm making it a monthly thing; first sunday of every month. HURRAH.

Hope everyone enjoyed the sunshine, i know i did, rolling around with the honey bees.

Stay classy

the only way out is to sleep and to dream

Sorry about the radio silence chaps, i've been mucho busy visiting the almost better half and just generally faffing around, being a sod *eats jelly bean*.

Anyway, it's st. valentine's day and even though i have a hearty ball and chain, the day still sucks be-hind. The old "i don't celebrate valentine's day, i don't need just one day to show you i love you" jarg made a full appearance, like as if all the people who do celebrate it are complete and utter bastards to eachother, except on that day - nah. Anyway, i haven't celebrated our bearded saint's holiday for almost five years now, so it doesn't really bother me as i've never had anyone special enough around, it's just the other people talking about what they'll be doing - not even the money side of it - just spending together and yadda yadda yadda, which jack and i did over the weekend, so i'm a satisfied bunny. This is not me being a bitter, old, werther's originals chewer, it's just me expressing my hate for that weak, generic 'reason' for not celebrating it that more and more people use. I think, after it was mentioned by sarah on burn the blonde, ashton kutcher has the right idea "i think every day should be a day of romance, then, on valentine's day, you should get to tell whoever you hate that you cannot stand them. There would be one day of hating, and 364 days of love".

*blog post mood uplift*

Zoe, once again, came to visit moi on london. We had garfunkle's for lunch, i ate tons of sweeties and danced in public, she collected numerous tourist-y photos, like so (didn't quite work, but you get the idea);

 

So that was wednesday down, i get very bored in london in the week because jack's in work until five, so i try to see as many friends who are in close proximity as possible. I didn't do anything on thursday though because there was major sky-wee, so i played plants vs. zombies, worms and watched arrested development then jack was off work on the friday. A rad weekend closely followed, i  dug into yet another garfunkle's meal, courtesy of the jackster and he spent the whole weekend just generally being a good boyfriend. He gets a mental gold star, what a dude. 

I hope you are all good, sorry again about the blog lapse, there'll be a giveaway soon on voodle to say sorry AND to thank you to all of you, you good looking bunch, you.

Peace out.

out of dreams

People who have followed voodle since, well, saturday will know that this month has been kind of tough. My sister faye, who died last march, would've been 21 on the 29th jan. I was feeling a bit lost and lonely and in need of a good emoti-spill, so i blogged about how i felt about the whole thingy-ma-bob, and as usual it was like a huge weight had been lifted. I received an unbelievable amount of support it actually brought me to tears, from not only blogger friends, but people who i'd never spoken to before. For this, i am eternally grateful, and i think i've read through the comments on that post a million times and they never fail to make me smile. It's selfless, genuinely compassionate and thoughtful people like those who commented, that give me hope for the human race yet. That said, i want to say thank you to the following rays of sunshine, for actually getting me through the aforementioned doomsday...

Purdey Singleton , Sophie , Rose , Ren , Jack , Alison , Gem , Bee , Rosa , 

Raffles Bizarre , Chris , Kate , Stephanie , Victoria , Jacquelyn , Kat , Rhiiwn ,

 Laura , Christie , Vicki , Florence , Harriet , Sammy , Ash , Kirsty

I mean it's just overwhelming, seriously, these are the people you need in your life. I also received a bunch of tweets too, all equally gorgeous comments, i honestly was just blown away. Faye's story, is that of a shocking one, i love that more people now know about her and how amazing she was. Saturday night was actually very cheery, my friends from bristol and newcastle came to chester, and there was some good ol' zante-esque behaviour which pasted my usual grin back onto my face. Before i went out though, i set off a chinese lantern with a whole bunch of people who had travelled from as far as london, to be with us. Here are some photos i took...

Thanks again everyone you're literally the most awesome people ever, although i got a few texts here and there from friends and jazz which i did appreciate, it was nothing compared to the awesome response i got from you all. So thanks, you lovely buggers.

P & L

life's like an hour glass glued to the table

Totally lost over the past couple of days, although i'm surrounded by people who love and care for me, i feel so alone. It's just amazing how one day approaching can change how you feel for a whole week.

Last march, i lost my sister faye, and today would've been her twenty-first birthday. Faye was an amazing person, she didn't give a shit about what people thought about her, she oozed spontaneity, and was just the best. She was a total free spirit, and we loved going on little adventures and stealing souvenirs (all of which i still have (mainly from virgin trains!)), and not a day goes by without me thinking about her.

I knew this day was going to be bad but i had no idea how much, which is weird because it would've been the complete opposite, if she was still here. Today was horrible, i was pretty much on my own for the most part, and i wandered around chester going to places we'd been to. If i had money, i'd be in my hometown, down at my spot by the beach. It's usually the only place that snaps me out of a smile-less day, but today in chester did the job, and an old friend bringing me a banana milkshake wasn't exactly the worst thing! When something's bothering me, i'm more of a 'smile now, cry later' kind of person, i don't like to drag people down when i'm sad. So after putting on an ear-to-ear grin all day, i got home and started sorting through all the crap in my room, it totally helps me!

Since faye got stolen from us, i've been obsessed with trying to find pictures of me and her, there's only a few even though i remember taking loads. The main one i can remember was taken on my phone and was when we went to this totally lame underground labyrinth cave in wales where we had to wear bright blue hard-hats, we took the piss the whole time, took a photo of us in our totally sexy hats and both had it as our phone background for months. I've literally tore my room apart at times, looking for the phone which i took it on because i know i have it still, and tonight i found it but it has no battery! I don't know whether to be happy or sad.

I don't want this to come across as a 'feel sorry for me' post, because it's quite the opposite, i want everyone to take it as motivation to do whatever the hell you want in life! Behave like a lunatic in public if you want, when are you ever going to those people again?! Totally cliche but, do something everyday that is outside your boundaries, make yourself think "fuck, i shouldn't be doing this". And most importantly, don't take anyone for granted, because, touch wood, one day they might not be there and you'll find yourself in on a friday night, listening to The xx, offering the skies the whole world and a kinder egg, just to see their face again, even if just for a second.

      

Happy twenty-first birthday faye, i bet the birthday cakes up there are frickin' awesome. 

P & L

headrush in the bush

Shirt - Urban Outfitters    |   Skirt - New Look   |   Necklaces 1 & 2 (present from jack) - Lazy Oaf   |   Headband - vintage - off my nan init.

Hola kimosabes, sorry about the long gap, here's a cookie. I'm here in london, and after a totally subtle hint from Amaris ("where are you?! you need to update us"), i thought i best update you lovely buggers. I have asked quite a few of you, over the last week or whatever, to enlighten me on how your glorious brains conjured up the names of your blogs, the content of which have become a rather huge part of our totally glam lives *drinks £3 wine*. The pictures above, were taken on Tuesday, but i was so frickin' tired after doing an all nighter, i konked out and didn't post it and the next day i went to Bristol. But anyway, it's what i wore to uni, and please (as i always say) excuse my massively benderish face.

I've been trying my darnedest this visit to our cap, to not spend moneys, but urban outfitters raked me in from my street roaming badly clothed way, into a paradise of sale items and pretty frills. So obviously 'till-time' was verging on the horizon. I only parted with £70, and i got about five things, plus a leopard print cross tee i've been drooling over for the past few weeks. Infact, i'm wearing it right now, smooth operator. Many pictures to come.

If you want to be featured in 'say my name sunday' (the blog name explanation jobby) e-mail me at wallaseyemma@yahoo.co.uk with a paragraph about where your blog name came from, and what it means. I'll feature everyone i receive, as long as it's not like "oh hi, my name's tina, so i called my blog 'tina-blog", i don't want to waste space on this here interweb.

P & L