Monday, 30 July 2012

pinterestingly crazy

I am absolutely obsessed with Pinterest. I guess it has a similar format twitter with the following and all, but I love it!! If you haven't already signed up (or requested an invitation) then I suggest you do it right now. I intend to create a little favourite pins of the week post for y'all, so this is my beginning of that idea.
If you wanna follow me (and by all means do) then just click on the screenshot!

Tuesday, 24 July 2012

CHECK THIS OUT!!

British Beauty

So I happily stumbled across a brand new photographer who I am totally in love with. Simon Emmett is an absolute vision. These pictures of Lily Cole are simply spectacular.
I do not own this photograph-  http://www.clmus.com/photography/simon-emmett
I do not own this photograph-  http://www.clmus.com/photography/simon-emmett
I do not own this photograph-  http://www.clmus.com/photography/simon-emmett
I do not own this photograph-  http://www.clmus.com/photography/simon-emmett

Monday, 23 July 2012

read and love.

These are my favourite reads of late, and because I think they are simply awesome I have decided to share them with you!
from clockwise top left:
1. Perfume, by Patrick Süskind. A beautiful French classic, that evokes feelings and reactions that you didn't know you could possess.
2. Middlesex, by Jeffrey Eugenides. A three generation tale of a genetic disorder that most of us are unaware of the repercussions of. 
3. To Kill A Mockingbird, by Harper Lee. An absolute classic, that is all.
4. The Green Mile, by Stephen King. Don't be put off by the genre, a fabulous read (not for the faint hearted).
5. The Colour Purple, by Alice Walker. Enthralling and emotive that highlights the struggle of black women.
6. I am Charlotte Simmons, by Tom Wolfe. A hefty read, but gripping at the same time.
7. Catcher in the Rye, by J.D Salinger. An American classic where we witness the unfoldings of the protagonists thoughts.
8. Oranges are not the Only Fruit, by Jeanette Winterson. Key themes of homosexuality and religion conflict to create a bewitching narrative.
9. The Grapes of Wrath, by John Steinbeck. A story which migrates both with the narrative and the extent of the reader's alliance.

Friday, 20 July 2012

Common room snacking

It's the last day of term so my friend and I decided to splash out and make some 5 minute microwave cakes. Actually, I tell a lie, if you have a well stocked pantry like me then all the ingredients will already be in your reach.
Ingredients:
- 4 tablespoons of self raising flour
- 4 tablespoons of sugar
- 2 tablespoons of cocoa powder
- 1 egg
- 3 tablespoons of milk
- 3 tablespoons of oil
- and some icing or chocolate to melt over

Method:
1. Grab a big mug and mix the flour, sugar and cocoa powder
2. Add the egg and mix
3. Add the milk and oil and mix
4. Whack in the microwave for 5 minutes
5. Leave to cool for 2 minutes
6. Spoon melted chocolate over the top and DIG IN!

The only bad things is that I suspect there is an inordinate amount of calories, but as a start if summer holidays treat we really didn't mind too much! Enjoy!

oh how I adore you

Just a little link for you. Sincerely Kinsey is my brand new blog obsession, with her amalgamation of style and cute little DIY tutorials. I don't know why, but at the moment DIY blogs are my avid reading material. I have, therefore, been filling up my new Channel 4 Scrapbook (that I spoke about in a previous post) with cute little crafty ideas. Here are a my two favourite DIYs from Sincerely Kinsey. 

just click on this here image to fly to Sincerely Kinsey right now!

Wednesday, 18 July 2012

I spoil myself.. oh and you

I seriously spoil you. I've done two posts in one day!! omg! So normally I suck at painting nails, despite the fact that I do art. Barry M is literally the best type of nail paint, like ever. Here I'm wearing 318 Peach Melba and 304 Mint Green- kinda a funky manicure! Hope you like!

take my breath away

Right, so last week I headed over to London, to participate in U.Dance 2012 with my company the U.Dance Ensemble. It was seriously the best experience of my life, so I thought I would share a few of the best moments of the week. Despite having to get up early and rehearse and then perform in the evening I loved every single minute.
Just a little silly snap with the Ensemble - I do not own this photograph
rehearsing (that's me in the blue)- I do not own this photograph
- I do not own this photograph
- I do not own this photograph
- I do not own this photograph
View from the Queen Elizabeth Hall Stage - I do not own this photograph
Cute little Irish Dancers in the Fringe
Freestyle Hip Hop Dancers
Royal Festival Hall Stage (sorry it's a bit blurry!)

Tuesday, 17 July 2012

stroke of genius


Hello!
So I'd seen the advert a couple of times, and it seems like a genuinely good idea to have a 'cyber scrapbook' that I thought I should sign up. I have a habit of just randomly saving pages into my bookmarks folders, but this is so much more pretty (and much more organised).
What I like even more about it is that you can add links from other websites to bulk it out- so any super cute blog posts, clothes or articles I like I can just bung here and find easily. So if you wanna be super organised just visit http://scrapbook.channel4.com/myscrapbook and dadaaa you're ready to go!

Monday, 16 July 2012

got my creative hat on


I would love to be a novelist. Being able to transfer the tales inside my head and onto crisp white paper for everyone to read. I can almost imagine myself perched at my little bureau, with tons of cushions, a cute little typewriter and a mug of green tea. Sounds so idyllic, ha, in my dreams. This is just a little number that I wrote a little while ago and found again.. hope you like :)

I woke to a head that felt so pressurized I was convinced that it was going to explode. I could tell from the way that my legs felt slightly cooler than my torso that I lay in a knot, the duvets tangled around my sweaty legs whilst my head and hands were buried in the mountain of pillows. Moving was difficult, and my body seemed to strain against me, pulling me back to the relaxation and care free dreams which lay dormant in my head.
I glimpsed the red led alarm clock display- 09.07, and felt a spasm of panic ripple through my body. I was late. Despite how awful I was feeling I was gripped with a sole minded determination to get up and rush around in an unnecessary fashion. For some strange reason I looked back to the clock display in disbelief at what I thought the time was. Wait, I paused calming my thoughts and trying to order them into a sensible way... it was a Saturday. A sense of reassurance and thankfulness rushed over me, like the swash of a wave covering a dilapidated beach.
Dilapidated was the perfect word to describe my life. Or explain. At school they were always trying to communicate the difference between state, describe and explain. I didn’t care, it was study leave and although as depressing as it was to admit I had nine more exams to undertake, teachers no longer had any power over me... basically I didn’t give a shit. School was such an effort, ever since we had had the unnecessary emotional leavers day (although about three quarters were coming back for sixth form) I couldn’t be arsed with school and the effort which it provoked. This was sadly a complete contrast to my previous school record, in which I had been willing to attend compulsory education and had even enjoyed the structured monotony of class, homework and overbearing teachers.
Stumbling out of bed, I had an unbelievable overdose of dizziness as my pelvis and head rushed to switch places. Coffee. That was what I needed. People always complained about the ‘acrid’ taste of instant coffee, and how everybody makes truly awful cups of black sludge. This had always seemed strange and hypocritical to me... why buy instant coffee in the first place if all you were going to do was criticize it. Yes coffee is known as a great pick me up, not exactly due to the high caffeine content, but due to the watery expresso crossed with concentrated scum taste that provoked you to jump up and run around conquering all the things on your mental to do list in a sort of placebo like effect, until you run out of energy and think that the only way to get sufficient energy is to turn back to another vile cup.
Downstairs the tiles which paved a generic path down the hallway and into the kitchen were strangely cold, despite the temperate weather. I hopped (half-heartedly in a sluggish, dragged way) onto the tiles which I knew from many years of practise would be warmed by under floor hot water pipes. They weren’t. The effort I had, therefore, imputed turned stale and left me with even less energy than I previously possessed- I was not amused, especially as all I wanted was a foul tasting cup of coffee, probably wouldn’t be any milk anyway.
So by the time that I was standing waiting for the cheap white plastic kettle to heat up (cursing at the obvious build up of lime scale which would further ruin my crap coffee) I was assessing my life, why it seemed so bad and what it lacked. They say that you should never compare yourself to anyone else- that you are your own person, but I couldn’t help compare myself to my friends and why quite frankly my life sucked. 

Saturday, 14 July 2012

Tehee Covent Garden Fun

Just a quick post about my adventures in Covent Garden today. Stumbled across a gorgeous little food market with a free face painting stall.. I am such a kid! xoxo

Friday, 13 July 2012

I feel like a superstar

opening night flowers- and a mega dirty window!
I got a lovely surprise on my opening night at U.Dance, with the delivery of a beautiful bouquet of pink roses. They had to spend the night in a sink, but hey ho!

Friday, 6 July 2012

why would you not

This is why I love vintage. I mean how can you not like vintage- it's sustainable, you will never be caught wearing the same thing as someone else and it gives you such a sense of euphoria when you finding a bargain that you cannot replicate with just grabbing something off the rail in the highstreet. Don't get me wrong I like a healthy injection of highstreet, but with vintage you nearly always get it right.
A few tips from my experience:
1. never buy vintage trainers, they just fall apart. 
2. Avoid delicate fabrics like lace, they are more likely to tear or damage
3. go for good quality fabrics and leathers, anything that looks slightly dodgy or plasticy is a risk
4. check clothes thoroughly for holes, tears, missing buttons before purchasing- you don't want any nasty surprises
5. don't be afraid to hunt!!
6. think about whether you can customise to make it a tad more modern
so yeah! That's all the tips I can think about at the moment. Have fun, but be savvy at the same time!

Tuesday, 3 July 2012

this took me a long time to make

So this is hopefully a detailed account of my trip to London on Saturday. 
Above is a montage of my favourite pieces in the Ancient Greek section of the museum. I hope to use some Ancient Greek Mythology as inspiration for my fine art A2 personal study.
And now back home!


Sunday, 1 July 2012

quenched..

This has to be the best summer drink ever. Pink grapefruit lemonade. No arguments. I have a beautiful post lined up about my trip to London yesterday, but you'll just have to wait a bit!