Friday, 24 December 2010

Do You Hear What I Hear?

Here is a supremely self-indulgent way of wishing you the best ever Christmas. I wish you infinite quantities of only what matters, and only when you need it the most.

Glasses,3.1 Philip Lim

Jumper, knitted by my grandmother


Skirt, thrifted

Tights, gift

Socks, H&M
Boots, my father's

Million layers worn underneath: various sources

Wednesday, 8 December 2010

Snow covered ribbons

Turning my back on the world as always. Back with a vengeance? As unlikely as me passing my A Levels at the moment. It's been a whirlwind of snow covered ribbons and magic that doesn't last, tears over Dobby, V&A sculpture gallery sketching, attempts to immortalise dead baby deer in oils, sulky suffering swollen knees, odes to forgotten songs and a constant incapability to catch up with the winds of nature and time.

Vintage Ribbon, Anita's Vintage
Key Necklace, c/o Gogo Philip
Jumper, c/o Hermione from Order of the Phoenix
Shorts, thrifted
Tights, Jack Wills
Gloves, Roeckl