Sviene flu Chic.

Seriously bad times.

I
WANT
AMELIE
HAIR.
*SOB*

that is all.

Nuclear Picnic

Just a couple of catch up photos from the nuclear picnic a couple of weeks back :)



Shoes, my mother's doc martens, tights; vintage, dress; h&m, top; charity shop.



stepping into the rape bunker



soo beautiful in the least warm way possible.

Blogger always chews up the quality of my already shitty photography :(
My washing on the line pretty much sums up what I've been wearing of late.
Yummy, yummy autumn.

Commenomnom.

Autumn has fallen(turbopun) upon us and I am most pleased about this change in season, roll on winter when I can bundle myself up in countless scarves and layers. But autumn is good enough to savour, although being a peasant with no money I can do nothing but gasp at shitty quality youtube videos.
Commence (ANOTHER PUN) gasping.





The deconstructed jackets and the androgynous, almost caricatured silhouettes are just breathtaking. Massive clothes envy ensues. srsly.