BOW DOWN

Last week I had really minor surgery done on my foot, nothing too serious, but enough for me to be confined to the couch for the day at home. So being the crafty person I am I spent the whole day watching SONNY WITH A CHANCE (don't be hatin) and the remainder of the day was spent knitting this bow.

It was ridiculously easy, the simpleness of its pattern pretty much insults my skillz as a knitter (it's literally just a knitted rectangle bunched together with a smaller rectangle sewn around)

LOL JK I'm an idiot therefore simplicity means there is less of a chance of me fucking it up...

anyways, here it is, along with some stupid pictures of my sis and I before Christmas

ALL SPACED OUT

OBVZ, it's Christmas.

My two lovely sisters decided to be particularly amazing this year and treated me to a CHRISTOPHER KANE SPACE SCARF...

zomg! wtf?

brb, lol, rofl, tbh, imo etc.

When I first opened the magical purple liberty box, I was all, "eeeeeeeeeeeeee, a space scarf!", because as any self-respecting cliched hipster/fashion-blogger, I unashamedly keep a folder specifically for my cosmos pictures, the Horsehead Nebula being my personal fav, duh.

(go to www.apod.nasa.gov they show a new picture every day)

1. the Horsehead Nebula 2+3. silly ol' me.

So then my sister asked me did I know where it was from. Obvz, it reminded me of the space stuff Christopher Kane did for his resort 2011 collection (sweet, no?) and I thenceforth began to freak out. Apparently, this scarf was a special edition collaboration with Liberty. In all honesty I never knew it existed, but now wonder how I lived without it in my possesion...

Kind of joking. But not really.

To make this present-receiving an even more amazing ordeal, they got me a little set of Liberty "Knot Cards for Scarves", how insightful. As well as a reproduction of a 1930's booklet about the many uses for a Liberty scarf, which is actually quite funny really.

Anyways, it's safe to say that I haven't taken off the scarf all day, and intend to keep it on my head until it rots, quite literally. Well not literally, but sort of...

(I think the above picture expresses my excitement adequately)

So, this is my tale of a very good Christmas indeed.

So I suppose it would only be polite....

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

IT'S ALL IN THE EYES

Finally got my Halloween costume sorted. Tried out the make-up yesterday, after hours of tutorial-watching. From this whole ordeal I have learnt one thing. Make-up artists on YouTube always make really wierd faces when they're inspecting their piece, I.E. THEIR FACE.

that is all.

oh wait...

VOGUE.

NO SALE IS EVER FINAL

Jeremy Scott Spring 2011.

nuff said.

Old ticket dresses, models with rollers in their hair, dresses made out of plastic bags, and hoof shoes, HOOF SHOES?! I don't think anything else could have made this collection more amazing, oh wait, it's missing...

A WEDDING DRESS THAT'S ACTUALLY A

STRAIGHT JACKET.

duh.

JAILHOUSE BLUES

I have been a terrible internet-blogger-brat, and haven't posted in a while. BUT I do (as always) have an excuse. School's just started up again, and I'm now in 6th year, which is my last year until uni (eek), and as I'm a boarder, I don't have my laptop with me all the time. BUT ALSO, we do actually have wifi this year, so I should get back to regular (well, uh, more regular...) posting soon! The boarding has become less of a jailhouse now... more of a jailhouse with wifi, sweet.

Anyways, I don't really have much to post so here, take this random picture that I've stockpiled into the dark recesses of my "inspiration folder" on my desktop (cringe, cringe, CRINGE!)

SOURCE: pretty sure it's just a screenshot of an octopus on yooouuutuuube (check it out, it's actually so cool, promise), but um, still not sure where I got it, I think maybe from sea of shoes? Dunno... please don't sue me :)

P.S. Going to Electric Picnic so I should have more to blog about next week, that might even slightly interest you, just a little bit. But for now, I leave you with this, a demonstration of the beauty of reading the comments on ANY single ONTD post....

YOU SNOOZE YOU LOSE

Did yet another GoodWill haul before I leave, and can safely say I am satisfied (although will probably still go again before I head back to Europe). I swear that if I bought the exact same things I got today in any Dublin vintage stores it would be AT LEAST just over 70 euro, and considering that everything I got today cost a grand (not-so-grand) total of 19 dollars, I'm a pretty happy ladeeeeee. Purchases were as follows;

lace up ankle boots - three dollah y'all! Which means I won't feel guilty when I attack them with my freshly delivered order of studs...

black Levi's jeans - to be cut, durr.

blue Levi's mom shorts - to be cut, double durr.

Ralph Lauren Men's plaid shirt - just an oversized version of the one I got in the exact same GoodWill last year, basically what I wear when I'm not very enthused...

I realize how lame this picture looks now... but it was the only picture where I didn't have club feet or that the shoezzz weren't shrouded in a shadow of doom, so deal with it. Plus, OH EMMM GEEEE, look at my guitar, I'm so cool etc. etc. :)

This outfit is nothing special, my family and I just headed out for my sister's birthday, we went to see INCEPTION, which was pretty amazing, but it wasn't as crazy confusing as everyone was saying. Personally my fav. bit about it was how the fog-horn-y sounding music throughout the movie was actually Edith Piaf's "Non, je ne regrette rien" slowed down a couple hundered times, something that I enjoy geeking out about, then again, I just enjoy geeking out in general...

And speaking of that check out this. It's Justin Bieber's "U smile" slowed down 800%, personally whenever a song uses text speak in it (e.g. Avril Lavigne's GOLDEN hit, "Sk8r Boi") I generally try to avoid it, but this 36-minute form of BIEBER FEVER is just like one big epic event getting all up in your ears, jus sayin, that shit just got real...

PINK SWEAR

//as promised//

her blog is FYNDIGT.

I literally have no idea what that means, but she is Swedish, therefore amazing, therefore I don't care. Her blog's in Swedish but I just bookmarked through google translator.

WRAP IT TIGHT, WHAT DELIGHT

On account of my hair crisis at the moment (my teen angst moment where I proceeded to chop off my semi - long tresses so that they then resembled a Coco Chanel bob if in fact her hairdresser happened to be on a hallucinogens, or was maybe just was really really really bad at cutting hair ) in other words my hair looked grrrrrreat, then I cut it.

Anyways, I can literally do nothing with my hair without the support of (I'll just guesstimate...) 742 bobby pins. And whilst I was trawling the depths of lookbook as I do because I am an angsty teenager with no friends (in the same country as me at the moment, mind) at isn't that where they all go, so they can title there look with some deep/inspiring lyric, yeah?

Ok, done with my pity-party/bitterness now. I usually go on lookbook cos most of the best people on there have good blogs to go with it, so I waste my time trying to find more blogs to waste my time with... BUT I did find this one girl's blog. She was Swedish, so ozzley blonde, tan, tall and thin, and owned the entire contents of my dream wardrobe, I can't remember her blog name now but I'll post it if I find it again. So, in this particular look she was wearing this nice silk scarf but as a pretty sweet head turban.

INSPIRATIONAL RIGHT? REVOLUTIONARY, RIGHT?

um, yes, and no.

So out I pulled my 2 euro Penney's McQueen imitation scarf and decided I would boldly go where thousands have before.... the results being...

To be honest I'm just thrilled I have found something that can take attention away from my lack luster hair. And I'm pretty sure that I've found yet another thing that I can pre-plan to wear to Electric Picnic, because I'm bored and this is what I do when I'm bored, PRE - PLAN, but usually just procrastinate, or maybe it's taking vain photobooth pictures of myself... hmmmm, it depends...

Plus, it kind of makes me feel like axl rose, only even he has better hair than me... damn.

CHISELED CHIPMUNK CHEEKS

I'm currently recovering from getting all of my wisdom teeth out, and have basically spent the past three days sitting on the couch feeling sorry for my singularly-swollen-cheek self. Other than that I have successfully knitted two new gray wool ear-warmers, which I'm thinking will come in handy for electric picnic, lame as that is...

Anyways, got my disposable camera developed the day before my operation, which contained some nice pics from my friend's birthday picnic at Powerscourt Waterfall back in Ireland, me and my friend Fiona had a bit of a vain moment when we found this really nice green meadow while adventuring around the stream, there was also this AMAZING tree with the gnarliest roots, and when I say GNARLY I use it with it's literal meaning, but also that for the purposes to explain how awesome this tree was...

ANDREW NUDING; B.F.F.L.

Long story short, Andrew is one of my best friends (cue the 'aaaaaaaah's) and he is very good at photography. but also...

Like me, he's only seventeen years old which I think makes the pictures he takes all the more amazing, but I'm sure you've sussed that out all by yourselves, obvz. Anyways, he's made his own blog now so that his photos don't have to be hidden in the dark depths of his facebook albums and he posts on it very regularly, a lot more reliable than my lazy self. Check it out here, at www.andrewnuding.blogspot.com

His pictures are sort of all of our friends and all the mini-adventures we go on. and he just got his driver's permit so these 'mini'-adventures are getting further and further off the beaten track... For example this abandoned house him and another good friend of mine came across while cruising like the gangsters they are...

Pretty much every single photo he takes visually looks amazing but I also love the stories behind them, especially when he uses our friends for models.

Since I've been away for pretty much the entirety of this summer I always look forward to looking at his posts, it sorta keeps me updated on all my Irish friends' little escapades. But his pictures are also quite editorial-ish which he did say to me he is beginning to try and achieve. And that fashion editorial look, with our friends like Joy, Fiona, his sisters (all of whom are conveniently very beautiful. BRB I'm retching from cringey-ness right now...) and sometimes a guest-appearance by the man himself as models in a lot of his photos he pretty damn well achieves this...

Anyways this has been a RIDONKULOUSLY long post, and I seem to be writing relatively seriously, BLEGH... But he's also featured in another Irish blog here where he's actually interviewed. But frankly I'm too lazy, have wasted enough time trying to get his photobucket HTML to work, and too easily embarrassed to try and seriously interview mah bestie, so there's three solid reasons, so ha!

And as you can ozzley tell I had a pretty hard time picking between all his photos, and didn't try very hard to edit them down, but I think this one is particularly appropriate to end the post on...