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.

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Glasses,3.1 Philip Lim
Jumper, knitted by my grandmother
Snood,Hollister
Skirt, thrifted
Tights, gift
Socks, H&M
Boots, my father's
Million layers worn underneath: various sources

Gifts from Gogo

Am I really the only one who has seen that film about the girls who befriended the C0ttingley Fairies? The first time I saw it was when I was around 8 years old, and didn't watch it until much later when we have already moved to England; somehow I remembered this one moment which must have struck an early DIY chord with me...When Elsie and Frances discover the room of her late brother, and one of them holds up a crown made entirely of keys. All I can say is since I saw it I've always had in the back of my mind somewhere the idea to recreate that crown, but of course since antique skeleton keys are so hard to come by, it hasn't happened yet. Perhaps I will save my meagre wages and attempt to bid on a big lot as soon as I can... but that's all in several donkey's years' time. It was as if Amy had read my mind when she sent me this necklace from Gogo Philip, which I opened with a severely atypical exclamation of "ohmyGAD, it's sooo coooAl!"... Love love everything about it, the matte gold chain, the weight of the key, the fact that it's an actual 50s key and not your typical cheapo tack. The only downside is that I keep knocking it on everything, and that the tooth could be more ornate, but this is nit picking - it's well sick bruv, to quote many people at school. Gogo is currently stocked in Topshop and online; many of the pieces are inspired by 80s costume jewellery, and you can tell just from the fierce lookbook shoot that le bijoux all make a statement without being overly loud. In short - go go get some Gogo! I had some other puns but somehow I forgot all the good ones...

Oh, and just to clarify: it is a mere coincidence that in the past couple of posts most items figurated were gifted to me. I don't get free swag every day, and nor do I get invited to any special events or press days or private skinny dipping sessions in pools of champagne (much as I'd like to, natch). In actual fact, I am amazed that I still get visitors, since I post so little... in any case, a velvety thank you if you've stuck with me thus far, I'm actually a bit upset I forget my blog and I look forward to *maybe* posting some of my artwork soon. *Maaaaaybe* .

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Key necklace, c/o Gogo Philip
Leotard, American Apparel
Skirt, American Apparel
Fur coat, vintage

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.

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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