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i must tie up this loose end some day. for now, good night.

Every now and again I come across a new designer that makes clothes so perfect and lovely that I just want to cry. La Casita de Wendy is my most recent discovery and, even though my own personal style couldn't be more different from this (my primary colours construct of black, white, and various shades of grey) I can't quite help but love the fairy ( Read more... )

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I got these shoes for Christmas and I feel so ungrateful and spoilt and whatever when I say this but I really wish that people would listen when I specifically state that I don't want clothing as gifts


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Christmas lost most of its appeal ever since I learned that Santa wasn't actually real and, since I was about 10 at the time, I remember my sheer disappointment and humiliation by the fact that the whole world had deceived me for so long. I had a lovely time, yesterday, nevertheless and we drank mulled wine from IKEA, ate tofurkey and made a fool ( Read more... )

I am a little under the weather which is why I have been putting off writing here and just staying in my room and sleeping. I don't really know what I have except for that I have terrible headaches, a sore throat, creaky limbs, constant drowsiness and it has lasted for two weeks. Perhaps it is just the cold weather. I have also been cutting class ( Read more... )

I went to the National Gallery of Scotland and then to the Andy Warhol exhibition at the Royal Scottish Academy Building yesterday (Friday) which was nice. I found the Andy Warhol exhibition slightly disappointing, mainly because I had seen most of his work before at various galleries and I guess I was just expecting something more, especially ( Read more... )

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