My ex boyfriend actually created this blog for me as an outlet. Now he's created an addict.
So about me. I recently moved out of the paternal nest, now living not too far away from the comforts of home but far enough for independence. My best and worst feature is that i adore change. As a result, nothing really stays the same for too long. This includes my hair.
My ideas are changing everyday... and so i'll probably want to delete this in an hour.
Note: This is the revised version
Spent some time in Tasmania in the Holidays. Hobart is very very cute. If you're ever there, you have to do the salamanca markets. They're good fun and the surrounding suburb is just as cute for some cute cafes with good fresh produce.
'Bay of fires' rated one of the top 10 beaches in the world
So we're busy preparing a 21st bash for my best friend. And we've come up with the idea of Alice in Wonderland... I'm getting pretty excited. Picture it, punch served in tea pots, Card stacks as the center pieces, tasty treats.
now i have the idea to make candlesticks out of apples. Simply cut out the apple core, replace it with a candle and youve got a magical, alice in wonderlandy looking delight.
This past weekend was pretty awful. I'm not going to pretend like it was fantastic.
There was of course one exception. The Coldplay concert last night was beyond expectations. It blew my little mind. Chris Martin is such an intense artist and so darn charismatic. He sang a whole song last night with a bleeding eye (after being flung in the head by the drunk stick). What a champion.
Now let me share some beautiful images which i've been loving.
xoxo Its good to be back.
Miss Kate Moss Current girl of the hour, Erin Wasson
"well, guess what? you were committed. In fact, you were so seriously committed to being committed - to having the boyfriend, to getting good grades, to doing a double pirouette, to reading everything in the self-help section, to grow out your bad hair cut - that, that's all you were. Committed. The poster child for overachievement. A pulsing, breathing sack of goals. The problem was, there was no space left for anything else. No fun. No failure. And certainly no honesty, especially not with yourself." - Vicki Glembocki, the co-owner of Psycho Betty Books.