good man

STEPHEN FRY: WHAT I WISH I'D KNOWN WHEN I WAS 18 from Peter Samuelson on Vimeo.

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yay :D

My First Award ^_^

The wonderfully awesome Carmen has awarded me the cherry on top award, its my first one and im actually all gooey inside that she reads and comments on my blog on a regular basis, w00t! For all you fellow crafty, sewy, knitty people, check out her blog, she knits, and crochets!! and many many more cute things ^_^

Rules of this award are:

1. Thanks the person who gave this award to you. thankyou, merci, grazie, gracias, danke, TA Carmen!!

2.Copy the award and put it on your blog.

3.List 3 things which you love about your self.

4.Post a picture you love.

5.Tag 5 people you wish to pass this award on to.

okaayy, three things i love about myself? hmmmm...

1) I can pattern cut, so many people HATE IT, but i love it :) its methodical and can be as intricate or simple as you like
2) I can cook :) if food is crucial for survival, might as well make it good food!
3) I love

a picture i love...
(goes and searches through the hundreds...)
i have too many photos i love, but this one today came to mind :)

and 5 people i love to read about...

Maggie May Ethridge

Tiffany

Fashion Dawg

Miss Vintage Vixen

Trista Roland

have a nice day :)
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monochrome

all images 'stumbledupon'

UH HUH.
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inspiring space

Remember when you were 14 and

thought it would be just a FAB idea
to 'marry' one of your best friends,
getting wed by one of your friends

who got 'ordained' on the internet?

well, yes..obviously i was one of those kids :) it was fun at the time...
ANYway, i married lizzy :)
we both had blond hair,
we both love Audrey H
we both are called lizzy
yada yada. so yes..
anyway...iv been awesome friends with lizzyloo sinse then
and thought id do a blog on her impeccable sense of style!
i helped her sort her 'life' out last week;
we emtied all the bags from uni, clothes, pictures, general bedroom items
and thought people might like to see her room, its lovely..considering she doesnt live there for 9 months of the year.

view of her room from the bathroom door/wardrobe anex bit..

bedside lamp, yes, the 'table' is a tower of vogues..

bedside mirror :)little pretties :) always inspiring

bedside shelf, diaries, good books, keepsakes and perfume

THE desk. beautiful antique desk, perfumes, jewellery, style books,
and obligatory festival guide etc :)

These pictures don't do it justice
Its homey come contemporary come stylish come awesome.
Lizzy style :)


though...
it did make me sad when we were organising her space..
knowing my bedroom will never be like that kind of thing ever
again :(
i love living with my boy, but it means compromising
on our space, and he wouldn't like living in a space
like this.

kisses
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underwater love

i want a camera capable of taking underwater pictures..
feet on pebbles
floaty hair
floaty dresses
fish/water weeds/froggys
yanno...


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remote control

What do you call yours?

so far we have...

1. diggers
2. zapper
3. think stick
4. buttons
5. tele changers
6. remote
7. dooffer
8. wotsit
9. channel changer
10. ctrl
11. oodgmflip
12. mandinka
13. converter
14. clicker
15. changer
16. flipper
17. didge
18. doo-flicker
19. blipper
20. melly
21. mote
22. trolls
23. hoofer-doofer
24. onner-offer
25. doobly
26. twitcher
27. wand
28. diddleywonker
29. boomfer
    
30. dobby
31. thingy
32. thingymabob.
33. chuffer
34. doobery-chuff
35. blinky

leave me your own invented words! :)
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sshhhhhh!

qui

As both books and classic red phone booths are becoming a thing of the past, a village in Somerset, England has merged the two rare commodities.

The bright red old phone booth was purchased for just 1 pound and remodeled as the smallest library in the world. Residents line up to swap their already read books for new ones left by other patrons. Over 100 books and a variety of movies and music CDs are available at this tiny library.

original story

I wish everywhere had one of these!!!

When i moved, i realised just how many books i have, (a lot for my age..i think, anyway)
i donated a lot, kept the ones i enjoyed, but now, i have no room for them..

i was looking for a book swap near here, Starbucks do one, but they're old books no one wants, not old books people want to share..and websites you have to join, advertise books you want to give away, wait for someone to want it, ask for it, then give you feeback where you gain points and can in turn ask for books... TOO much hassel for meeee, i just want to READ! anyway...

if there were a few of these dotted about, id love it!

like an awesome, better, no pressure library!

lovelovelove

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courtesan

O COURTESANS, Love's witching, wild priestesses,
You charm the universe from end to end!
Heroes are always fettered by your tresses,
Kings for their pleasure on your bed depend.

Your pose is graceful, and your nostril quivers,
Your feet go dancing, and your deep eyes burn,
Your supple bodies bend like reeds of rivers,
Your robes like incense round about you turn.

Poor men are full of anger when they see you
Come from your segregation of disgrace,
Matrons cast envious eyes at you and flee you,
And the wise, scolding, turn away their face.

But still the sighs of boys with passion paling
Soar up to you in sultry evenings when
You pass, the dreams of lonely artists trailing,
And gray regrets of amorous old men;

And long, strong sighs of young men sick and ailing,
Whose blood chafes at the scent the summer floats,
Longing to take your breasts like fruits, inhaling
Love in the odour of your petticoats.

again for my boy.

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my kind of woman

im not sure who this is by...but i love it..

''I was perhaps 9 years old when it happened.

I had a terrible habit as a kid to want to sleep in until the last possible moment. Ok, who am I kidding? I still do that. I'm usually about 30 seconds late for work everyday. But when I was a kid, this drove my mother to the brink of sanity. She put up with it for a long time, always managing to get me roused and dressed, books in hand and out the door for school just in the nick of time. Sometimes she'd peek her head in my bedroom door every 10 minutes and check in, making sure I was on track. And generally I managed to get myself together with seconds to spare. But there WAS that one time...

6:45am
Mom: "Sweetie, it's time to get up and get dressed."
Me: "Uhhhhaaaaaaaaaaamffff..."

6:55am
Mom: "Honey, we have to leave at 7:30 if we're going to get you to school on time. Please get up and start getting dressed or you won't have time for breakfast!"
Me: "Ushdfgakjasgh..."

7:05am
Mom: "Justin, get out of bed. I mean it. You're already going to be pressed for time to eat breakfast. We're leaving at 7:30, whether you're ready or not."
Me: "Arrrrggghh...Ok, I'm up, I'm up."

7:15am
Mom: "Sweetie, are you dressed yet? I've got your breakfast ready..."
Me: "Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz..."
Mom: "DAMN IT! Wake UP and get READY!!! I swear to you Justin, we're leaving here at 7:30. I don't care if you miss your breakfast. I don't care if you aren't dressed for school."
Me: "Ok, sorry...sorry. I'm up."

7:25am
Mom: "Are you still awake? Good...why aren't you dressed? Get dressed NOW or you're going in your underwear."
Me: "Ok."

7:30am
Mom: "Alright, let's go. Grab your backpack."
Me: "But Mom, I'm not ready..."
Mom: "Tough."

She grabbed me by the arm and escorted me out the front door. No shoes, no shirt, not a stitch of clothing besides my tighty whities. She held me by the wrist and led me to the car. I can't remember this very clearly because I was somewhat upset. I do remember that I was crying uncontrollably. Likely pleading and begging in some fashion. She put me in the back seat, got in, and drove away casually as if nothing in the world was out of place. And as I began to calm somewhat, I sat, mostly naked and full of fear, in the back seat pondering my next move. I didn't have any more outs. I had no clothing and no plan. I was fucked. I was going to school in my underwear.

Never once did it cross my mind that this could be a bluff. My mother didn't bluff. She wasn't turning the car around. Heck, we were halfway to school already! Here I was, in my undies and headed toward certain ridicule and major embarrassment of the worst kind, the ridicule of grade-school peers. And all because I'd chosen to sleep when I should have been getting dressed. When I should have been enjoying a nutritious breakfast. I slept this upon myself. I had learned my lesson. It wouldn't happen again. I'd always get up from now on at first call. Various other reasoning and begging followed. I gazed into the rearview mirror, looking her in the eyes. I grovelled. And she stared back and me, cold and firm in her resolution.

We pulled into the driveway of my school, and up the lane to the front doors; the main car-rider drop off point. My mother didn't even put the car in park. She just looked at me expectantly in the rearview. Not a speck of emotion. "Well?...," said her eyes. I began to cry again. She put the car in park, killed the engine, unfastened her seatbelt, and got out. I was completely prepared. I had mentally readied myself to be dragged from the car, in a cliched kicking and screamingworst child ever. And she handed me the brown bag with my clothes inside. "Get dressed." fashion. My mother went around back of the car and opened the trunk, from which she removed a brown paper grocery bag. She came back around to the side and opened my door. She stood there looking at me, like I was the

Twas indeed the last time I ever failed to hearken to my mother's wakeup call.''

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bank holiday inspiration...

how to love.

surround yourself with it...
in your pictures
your people
objects.


love.
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come here boy

	Imogen Heap - Come Here Boy .mp3
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

one of my favorite ever songs
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...and books lined the walls...

ARN'T THESE SOME OF THE
MOST INSPIRING SPACES??

This is how i want my house,
at least one of the rooms....

that plan for my dream house i posted?
the spare room with the four poster
and the walls lined with books
and desks?
yeah....


<3 <3 <3
images found here
happy sunday!! AND bank holiday!
eat, laugh, love, hug
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content

I got back into putting make up on and taking photos :) yay..more to come.

this picture and those lips
are dedicated to my man,
in more ways than
one.

Id like to go to a fancy

dress party as ariel.

it'd be so cool to make
a mermaid costume :)




today mainly looked like this.
inside warm, outside raining,
with my pups, taking photos.

id like to dedicate this
picture and those cheeks
to two of my faves,
Isabelle and Toby,

kisses
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follow your dreams

Follow your dreams

for who knows
what tomorrow
may bring


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mannequins and pretty things

I have a Facebook page for people to contact me through for my corsets, and on this page i add random people and random people add me..its just a way for people to see what i do, anyway..so i add and get added by a lot of burlesque and corset people..one of which is this wonderful company..corset laced mannequins. whenever i browse their online store i get lost...and wish to goodness i had more money. so many things i want! especially the mannequins, obviously, but also, table wear and things..just..aargh.

LOOK!

om nom nom nom nom. yes.
arg.

also..
Can't you just imagine fruit salad and
Eton mess in these in the summer?
I can..
I wish there were matching glasses,
for lemonade and pimms.

This summer is going to be good :)

anyway...go have a look!!!

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