travelling show.

i have no fear of the deep, blue sea. although it could drown me. i know it could drown me.

its been longgggg time, many apologies.

inside my head:

This is one lucky, lucky girl. ah, been a while, style wise i am completely in love with the collections for A/W. Needing some leopard print in my life, (plus shearling leather jacket, a camel coat, so evening trousers). Also enduring a faze of idolising Olivia Palermo, seriously lovvvvvinnggg her freda campaign here and her beaaauuutttiful beau Johannes Huebl. Needing a good vintage scavange some but exams will not allow me the time....

p.s. gossip girl begins tomorrow at 8pm (this is shallow but it will actually make my year)

vogue parisian de juin/juillet

devil spoke

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kasia bobula

what i'm listening too-

my usual slur of laura marling

rachel baz a relatively unknown french artist

tchaikovsky

soko

SEX IS REALLY IMPORTANT

georgia may jagger closes the chanel cruise show avec sébastien jondeau on a motorbike.
check this collection, its INSANE
for chanel its so very un-chanel.
finally some sexy clothing. i am TIRED of seeing 'man-power' or whatever ze hall they were calling it. its carefree and full of spirit a la sienna

i'll be dancing with you tonight

late arrival/update

i know it has been a long time since i posted. apologies. been truthfully overloaded with crap.

i picked up watching sex and the city again tonight, fell yet again totally in love with it. makes me pine for NY again. (must purchase fur jacket like one shown above....)

off too see rambert dance company tomorrow (formerly ballet rambert) avec my bestie. if you are a contemporary dance virgin or even ballet for that matter. google. now. this particular tour is called the comedy of change, a piece inspired by darwins theory of evolution.

more soon.

about to go drown in revision.

he'd pray out to his god that he might save their souls.

i cannot get enough of dior these days. its feathery, romantic and feminine. as i said in my previous post. women dressed like women. will be spending next few months lusting after some of these pieces....

the graveness it is too much to bare

I just returned from New York City, a place which has changed my life for good. It may be cliche excetera excetera, but i do not understand why anyone would want to be anywhere else. In the words of Eleanor Waldorf: (if your a gossip girl junkie you will know what I'm talking about)

"anyone who lives anywhere else is just kidding themselves"

Shes right, I don't believe I've ever sobbed so hard in my life than when driving through the Lincoln Tunnel away from the city. But, perhaps i have. A few days ago, the most inspirational woman i have ever met in my life passed away, words cannot describe (yet another cliche) how that felt. She moulded me into who i am today and was completely oblivious to the magnificent effect she had over other human beings. That, ofcourse means this post is dedicated to her. Trust me, It is the VERY least i can do.

On a lighter note, here's some goodies from NYC. And a photo of me playing Audrey outside of Tiffanys.

old stone

sometimes i worry why i dont see the beauty of the moment, only when i look at the photograph?

WE DO NOT HAVE TO BE PERFECT

i am in love with the new suspender trend.

were all gonna die when the building blows

my new favourite boutique has to be les petites, a french brand which has opened a shop in notting hill, you cannot shop online (much to my annoyance) but be sure to check it out when your next in london. recommended in the 'vogue diary' section of british vogue the soft feminine floaty materials create wonderful, parisian outcomes.

bigger, stronger and less alive

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le smoking

an internal crumble (and/or) fresh meat

theres pros and cons to this month:
pro:
i head to NYC on saturday
con:
i head to NYC two days after fashion week finishes

i dont know whether to laugh or cry....
i did however just buy a shirt

shirt from zara land

you never did learn to let the little things go

lets misbehave

until i'm laid into my final resting place, just like the rest of human race who done it, without complaining all the way

McQueen. You know what I mean.
It is too often in today's society that we become caught up in frivoluties and petty matters. sometimes all it takes is for one long whiny day at school to end and to come home to something so gutting that it takes your breath away. McQueen himself was a genius. He pushed boundaries that no one else would even touch. From the very bottom of our hearts, thankyou. and RIP.

i believe we are to be seen not to be understood

falsities of fun

school is killing me, my pre-spring half term will be spent avec my coursework. my head hurts.
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