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There are times (every day) when the only thing that brings me joy in life, is food.
By rights I should be a 20 stone twenty-something crying in to a bag of Doritos and watching re runs of 90's teen dramas.
Oh Roswell ♥.

Instead, as a closet fatty, something I enjoy is replacing the words in love songs and singing them to my food.

4. Burrito Burrito, you remind me of a Westside Story.

3. When you're in love with a beautiful sandwich, you watch your friends.



2. Could you be...the most beautiful roll in the world?



1. "SCHWIIIIING! SCHWIIING!" This one I have no clever word play for, I just hear it when I see pizza.

Sweet dreams, Dream Weavers. xo

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On repeat.

I have Sophie, Michael & their gang to thank for opening my eyes to these gems. It reminds me of hanging out with them at Moogie Wonderland & dancing badly. ♡

Overly personal emotional posts are not something I like to indulge in. A lot of shit has gone down, back up, down and up again a few more times and then hit the metaphorical fan.
Anyone I'm good friends with knows the general gist.

In summary, this time last year I was in a relationship & a full time job. I am now in neither, ha.

However, the past few months have probably been the best I've had so far. I've made some beauuuuutiful new friends, had some rad times with old friends and starting as I mean to go on with this year, the 1st, 2nd & 3rd of January 2012 have been a pretty sick few days to begin on. <3

xo

On repeat.

Can't stop listening to this.

Spent Christmas in Ashby (:

Ink

New tattoo :)

Original design by Tati Suarez

11/11/11

So it goes.

Possesed to bake.

Made some minnie/mickey mouse cakes for Elles birthday.
Don't think I'll be pursuing baking as a career just yet.




Mixtape.

Bestival

Bestival 2011.

Public Enemy & Tom Vek were amazing. I missed Carte Blanche's last set. Later in the evening I found myself stood 2ft away from DJ Medhi (RIP) and regrettably did my best not to fangirl the fuck out and ask for a photo.

The smell of the toilets will haunt me forever.

Cambridge.

Photos courtesy of http://missvenison.blogspot.com/


After a week of stress, sleep & stitching I attended the Cambridge Art Fair on Saturday.

I'm so so grateful to Scott for letting me know about it and getting me in touch with Jacqueline, and also to Jacqueline herself for letting me come and sell my stuff! It's the first time in ages that I've actually sat down and made anything, so that alone made it all worthwhile.

It was my first experience of being the other side of the table at a craft/art fair and I didn't really know what to expect but I met some really lovely people & found out about some really rad artists too.

http://liamashleyclark.tumblr.com/
http://philcalversplace.blogspot.com/
http://doodlehowl.tumblr.com/
http://www.whirlygig.me/
http://analoguejac.blogspot.com/

(There's loads I've missed out, I left it a bit late to list them and I can't remember/find them all. I'll add them as and when I find them).

A small selection of the things running through my head right now...

stressmessstressmessstressmessmessstress.
So much left to do. I hate printers 4eva. Why is there sticker paper everywhere until you actually need it? I should be a blanket stitch pro by now. Why do I always leave things to the last minute? I wanna go out tonight :(

Redonk-a-donk pt 2 (the rest of the week at Rob's)

Got the train home Friday morning, met by Papa at the station and went to Whitstable to get Fish & Chips and go to the Turner Gallery. Lovely week. x

Redonk-a-donk

Trippple Nippples at Old Blue Last. More photos here.

Amazing band. Somehow managed to end up hanging out with them after and they're all so lovely! <3
I thought Rob had got the last tube back so not knowing how the fuck I was going to get back to Uxbridge, they offered to let me sleep on their friend's floor.

Unfortunately it turned out he hadn't made it back and had spent the past few hours walking around London looking for a tube station. So I had to bail and spent the rest of the evening/morning chasing Rob around London trying to find him. I got asked by a quite presentable looking man in a suit sat at Liverpool Street station if I'd be interested in being an actress for the 'adult production' company he works for. Politely declined. (£5000 a day though apparently??...but still, no).

Then I got started on on the night bus by a lady in an Eastpak parka who thought I was laughing at her. I was laughing at Rob, but once she shouted 'Don't you fucking laugh at me you ugly ugly looking cunt.' I got the giggles and had to stare into my lap to avoid getting into a fight.

We were out so late that we actually missed the last nightbus, had to get the tube back to Uxbridge and got to Rob's about half 7.

Absolutely ridiculous, but totally worth it.