Hello there. Due to my current financial situation i have no new interesting 'buys' but many new 'wants' chasing me intently from every corner of the, well.. world basically. So... I stole my granny's clothes.
LOOK BOOK LOOK, LOOK!
Today it is sunny. Today I am skint. Today i found the solution. STEAL CLOTHES. (From my family members of course!) All i need now is money for everything else that isn't a re-used throwback from the 80s. BEIGE SOCKS. I need beige socks. Patterned ones preferably, it's sad that it is now at the point where i can no longer even afford socks. Wedges would also be nice. I want them for casualwear in summer. They also look rather comfortable. I just want nice clothes. Do you ever get the crisis when you can't find anything to wear in your wardrobe? The instant grief and screaming which follows is one of the most stressful processes. Usually, this happens to me EVERYDAY. Why? I do have so many clothes, they just manifest themselves in an unruly manner causing me to freak out and stand staring for hours trying to decide what to wear. The blank expression usually turns quickly into rage, causing me to throw things, therefore losing them, therefore being more aggrivated as my room is then a total state. It is, in all possible ways, a vicious cycle. Also, it makes me always wear the same thing. Outfits that i know work, therefore i feel boring. Returning into the vicious cycle. Can someone please help me resolve this?
I have two words. Alice. Dellal. The brazillian model has been taunting me with her beautiful, well whole presence really! I have decided I want to be modelesque, yet not a model. (As i am in no way am pretty, tall or skinny enough). I would like to grow a small amount, as my 5ft 2 or so frame is drowned by almost everything and my feet are already suffering from lack of comfortable footwear. (Painful shoes are just better looking somehow...). And I am DETERMINED by the proper summer, to have lost weight. Right now i look like some form of bloated woodland creature. Like a squirrell or something? I don't know. But it's ridiculous. The problem is i'm addicted to food. Just generally. I will try dammit. As for my face, well there's nothing i can do about that. I shall have to live and let die on that account.
I intend to get my hair like Dellal's one day. It's gorgeous. And I'm getting my nose pierced. And I love how she has tattoos and is still a respected model. Basically. She is amazing.
I have spent my study leave from my exams doing, not studying, but taking photos for Lookbook and watching day-time TV. It is positively mind numbing. I think i will, instead of going into my exams smarter, will end up going in with a great knowledge of Jeremy Kyle's face and forgetting everything i've ever learned about anything remotely academic. Oh Jeremy's getting interesting.
'I've been crippled by shock, shocked again. I'll continue to douse your violence, with kisses of hate and silence' - Biffy Clyro Shock Shock
Goodbye imaginary people who don't read this blog. I love you all the same. x
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