20 October 2009
12 October 2009
Thrift Whore
Right now I'm literally drowning in neon post-it notes, I've been bursting to blog I almost returned to the blog scene last week after having lots of techno issues. Only soon as I logged on I had to log off AGAIN.
Why? Well my email account got hacked into:yeah because having my blog account hacked into and a computer virus wasn't enough in the space of Oh three weeks.
So far October has been one dead blog post month, due to all the annoying above. And wow have I been feeling the blog void, being unable to post daily is a similar shit feeling to not brushing your teeth twice a day everyday.
Returning to the post- it notes. I have a whole months worth of various fashion notes/ topics and rants in draft form ready, that should have been posted up. Perhaps its a good thing though? God knows the fashion blog scene really doesn't need my random musing inputs, and especially rants!
Anywhos apart from screaming at my PC and calling hackers every name under the sun I've been working (yep I got that waitress job, and what a joy serving starters, wiping down ketchup stained tables and dealing with rude customers is. One customer treating me like a piece of shit, I put him straight,'why don't you shut your trap and think before you speak, and if your not capable of the latter then go chock on your food'.
I got in a 'ickle bot of trouble with the manager. But I can't tolerate people assuming I'm 'thick' because I'm "just a waitress" when unknown to them I have brains and ambition. I can't help but think sometimes it might be easier not to have any ambitions at all).
I achieved to get some tips the other day, so I decided to be bold live on the edge and instead of attempting to pay off my student debt (which really isn't do-able on the minimum wage)I morphed into a thrift whore.
I stuck my headphones on and in, turned up Paloma Faith (who I adore I saw her ages ago and so glad at long last shes beginning to get some acknowledgment. Though why its took this long baffles me?)and hit the charity shops/ thrift stores. Rummaging around, playing dress up in the changing room escapism at its best.
Exiting the Salvation army with a big smile stretching from ear to ear across my face, feeling content and very delighted with my cheap and cheerful thrift purchases.
board by:prettyneons.
1. Dress, £3
2. Red Shoes, £1.50
3. Leopard print necklace,55p
all thrift items from the Salvationarmy.
Why? Well my email account got hacked into:yeah because having my blog account hacked into and a computer virus wasn't enough in the space of Oh three weeks.
So far October has been one dead blog post month, due to all the annoying above. And wow have I been feeling the blog void, being unable to post daily is a similar shit feeling to not brushing your teeth twice a day everyday.
Returning to the post- it notes. I have a whole months worth of various fashion notes/ topics and rants in draft form ready, that should have been posted up. Perhaps its a good thing though? God knows the fashion blog scene really doesn't need my random musing inputs, and especially rants!
Anywhos apart from screaming at my PC and calling hackers every name under the sun I've been working (yep I got that waitress job, and what a joy serving starters, wiping down ketchup stained tables and dealing with rude customers is. One customer treating me like a piece of shit, I put him straight,'why don't you shut your trap and think before you speak, and if your not capable of the latter then go chock on your food'.
I got in a 'ickle bot of trouble with the manager. But I can't tolerate people assuming I'm 'thick' because I'm "just a waitress" when unknown to them I have brains and ambition. I can't help but think sometimes it might be easier not to have any ambitions at all).
I achieved to get some tips the other day, so I decided to be bold live on the edge and instead of attempting to pay off my student debt (which really isn't do-able on the minimum wage)I morphed into a thrift whore.
I stuck my headphones on and in, turned up Paloma Faith (who I adore I saw her ages ago and so glad at long last shes beginning to get some acknowledgment. Though why its took this long baffles me?)and hit the charity shops/ thrift stores. Rummaging around, playing dress up in the changing room escapism at its best.
Exiting the Salvation army with a big smile stretching from ear to ear across my face, feeling content and very delighted with my cheap and cheerful thrift purchases.
board by:prettyneons.
1. Dress, £3
2. Red Shoes, £1.50
3. Leopard print necklace,55p
all thrift items from the Salvationarmy.
05 October 2009
The Glam Rock Trash Up
Boy oh boy have I been experiencing some blogger/ technology drama, big time.
Firstly my PC had to go to the erm computer doctors as it gave up on me completely,three days ago I was reunited with my beloved computer and blogger account. To discover some nutcase with too much time on their hands had hacked into my blogger account and in the process dropped a one messy, nasty virus attacking the insides of my computer. The poor thing (my PC) has really been in the wars.
All is fine (touch wood) I'm working my way through lots and lots of emails, spam and of course numerous online fashion news alerts. One week away from the blogshere is pretty much a lifetime in regards to fashion.Whats going on out there? Come Wednesday last week I was experiencing the shakes,style.com cold turkey aaahhhh. By Thursday I was a complete wreck...fashion- blog -buddies-I- need- to- talk (or rather comment) to- my -fashion- blog- buddies-I need-to-feed-my-eyes-with-fashion...for they have been deprived.
So guess what I'm off to do right now? Yep read my fave fashion blogs and have a serious catch up session, I've got my tunes on and a cup of tea at the ready.Just one hour since I've been back online and I've managed to do some wardrobe wishing: I'm currently going through what can only be described as this freakish glam rock wardrobe phase. Feathers, fake snake skin and bold colours...the tighter the fit the better.
I call this current and strange fashion phase the "glam rock trash up" phase. I blame the new(ish) short edgy haircut its gone to my head.Quite literally it would seem!
photo: Minimum dress from Pixiemarket
photo: Feather jacket from Miss Selfridge
photo: Fierce shoes from Matalan
Firstly my PC had to go to the erm computer doctors as it gave up on me completely,three days ago I was reunited with my beloved computer and blogger account. To discover some nutcase with too much time on their hands had hacked into my blogger account and in the process dropped a one messy, nasty virus attacking the insides of my computer. The poor thing (my PC) has really been in the wars.
All is fine (touch wood) I'm working my way through lots and lots of emails, spam and of course numerous online fashion news alerts. One week away from the blogshere is pretty much a lifetime in regards to fashion.Whats going on out there? Come Wednesday last week I was experiencing the shakes,style.com cold turkey aaahhhh. By Thursday I was a complete wreck...fashion- blog -buddies-I- need- to- talk (or rather comment) to- my -fashion- blog- buddies-I need-to-feed-my-eyes-with-fashion...for they have been deprived.
So guess what I'm off to do right now? Yep read my fave fashion blogs and have a serious catch up session, I've got my tunes on and a cup of tea at the ready.Just one hour since I've been back online and I've managed to do some wardrobe wishing: I'm currently going through what can only be described as this freakish glam rock wardrobe phase. Feathers, fake snake skin and bold colours...the tighter the fit the better.
I call this current and strange fashion phase the "glam rock trash up" phase. I blame the new(ish) short edgy haircut its gone to my head.Quite literally it would seem!
photo: Minimum dress from Pixiemarket
photo: Feather jacket from Miss Selfridge
photo: Fierce shoes from Matalan
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