Baby it's cold outside.

winter winter winter by fartssica featuring Dune shoes

I am beyond pumped for Winter right now. I used to hate Winter so much. I hated how I would get soaked every second day. I'd get sick every third day. I wouldn't be able to climb out of the warm cave of my bed or the shower every single day. I became best friends with dry skin, sleepless nights because of cold feet and my heater. But I've decided that Summer is far more disgusting and makes me hate my hair, and it's so much easier to dress for Winter anyway. Maybe I've started to live up to my birth date (first day of Winter which probably officially makes me the Winter Queen or something), but it was raining today and I became completely giddy with excitement. RAIN IS ONE OF THE LOVELIEST SOUNDS THAT EXISTS.

On my Winter wishlist:
1. A military coat.
2. Chunky knit sweaters.
3. Chunky knit scarves.
4. Patterned tights.
5. Black riding boots.
6. Black lace up heeled combat boots.
7. Moustache gloves WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, how amazing are these gloves.

And I'll stop my gushing here.

x

Amanda Nørgaard

The third picture makes my heart do all sorts of dances. I'm a sucker for photos of affection, it's like pornography for me. Wait. Not pornography. Okay, I'm going to shut up now.

More (Mixologies): Magnificent Magazine | Amanda Nørgaard

Riding Boooottssss.

So I went thrifting the other day after my exams, and I found these boots. UGH. THESE BOOTS. MY LIFE IS COMPLETE. I've wanted riding boots with buckle detail for a while now, except in black. But beggars can't be choosers, right? These ones will do just fine, and for $7.50, I ain't complaining. I feel like I should be in the German hinterland somewhere riding a pony in jodhpurs with my hair flowing behind me with a riding crop in one hand and a jug of milk in the other, or whatever stereotypical German mountain people drink.

Bag; $15. Ignore my strawberry boxers hahahah.

Necrophilia

Oh. My. God. This skirt. My life would be so complete with this skirt. I can just imagine running around a cemetary in this skirt. I can imagine being a necromancer in this skirt. I can imagine sewing voodoo dolls while sitting on a pile of rotting corpses, in this skirt. But seriously? $86US not incl. shipping.

I guess I won't be sewing voodoo dolls any time soon then.





Also contemplating getting this. "This too shall pass", maybe...since that's basically my whole ~~~~life motto~~~~~. Or does "Baby baby baby baby noooooo" sound better?

x

Study Study Study Study Study Study Study

For the next 2 weeks this blog is practically going to be abandoned, so I thought I'd give a quick post on where exactly I'll be:

Say hi to my study station. Yes, it's on the floor. No, I don't like studying on tables/chairs. So this is where I'll be held up for the next two weekssss while I ride out the exams. Sorry for the lack of outfit posts but I'm going to be selling a shitload of my crap soon for extra moneyzzzzzz so look out for that. And after exams 99% of my posts will go back to being outfit posts, and I'll have a new layout up so :)

1. Pink rolly couch thing I sit against.
2. Rehydration/re-fuel station (i.e. a stool that constantly has chocolate and cups of OJ on it.)
3. A radio on a 45 degree angle propped up by a soft toy. Basically, my room has shitty reception or something, and this is the only way I can listen to cheesy pop and RNB on 96.1FM without getting static that sounds like 500 ball bearings being thrown at a chalkboard.
4. Folders all over the floor.
5. Stool that I use as a makeshift table.
6. Phone for easy access to procrastination on Twitter.

1. Those aren't my hands.
2. MY FRIEND THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY TO PUT MY PINK HIGHLIGHTER IN A MINT BOX AND NOW I CAN'T GET IT OUT. It's been stuck like that for 6 months now. Guess who's not amused?
3. Don't ask me why I'm strangling myself in the third picture, I have no idea.

Quick Bunny Post.

The distance from Fred is ongoing. I could say something douchey like the digital format limits my creativity, but very simply...I suck. I still can't take anything sufficiently amazing on digital. And it sucks.



Summarising my life in recent weeks in dot points:

- The weather isn't making up its mind. I'm wearing silk pants, I feel like an emporer, but I am fucking melting. How can anyone melt in silk pants. I don't even know.
- I've started to realise the importance of school. Or to put it another way, I've learnt how to give a fuck about studying and being serious for once in my life.
- Its fucking hot.
- I can't wait for John Mayer.
- I still haven't taken any good photos.



And a typical mirror shot late at night when I hadn't washed my hair for 2 days, because I haven't taken one in a while.


Sorry for the mediocre post.

Harper's Bazaar March 2010

This spread pretty much completes me. The almost sepia, soft, muted tones look like I could knit a blanket out of them and lie in it all day. It also doesn't help that I'm pretty much a sucker for anything involving the whole 'lovers who run around being criminals and looking attractive while doing so' theme.













And the rest...
Anna Selezneva & Wes Bentley for Harper's Bazaar US-March'2010 (Foto Decadent)

It reminds me of the short film/music video Zooey Deschanel and Joseph Gordon-Levitt were in a while back for She & Him's, Why Do You Let Me Stay Here.



Zooey Deschanel is one of the only females I'd go gay for. Actually, thats a lie, I'd go gay for pretty much anyone. But Zooey Deschanel especially. Her voice makes me question why:

1. I'm not a straight guy.
2. I'm not a homosexual female.
3. She isn't someone I know personally. and therefore:
a) Someone I could wed and bed.
b) Someone who could be my other perfect indie half.
c) My personal maid.

So before I sound even more lesbian, I'll be gone now. x