Showing posts with label inspiration life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label inspiration life. Show all posts

Friday, 12 June 2009

"you pretty thing" my man says, "but i bought you beautiful dresses"





I came across this Kate Moss for Topshop dress last Tuesday in Manchester. The photos do not do it justice. Honestly. I picked it up and ran to the changing rooms while my friend told me how "me" it was. I just adore it, the muted blues, the pansies that aren't overly twee and the fit oh my word the fit. I've never put on a dress before (apart from my sixth year formal dress) and thought how it was actually perfectly made for me! It was unreal. I need this dress it my life, I can't wait until payday in two weeks time.

My last official day in Manchester was lovely, hanging out with friends in Mr Scruff's Cup Cafe. I highly recommend the Heidi Pie (sweet potato, goats cheese and spinach) with gravy & mushy peas.

This entry was difficult to write. Fat cat Jess is flailing all over my lap in ecstacy and she's just too cute to ignore for 5 minutes.

Sunday, 7 June 2009

cabinet of curiosities





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I need to visit this library, the Real Gabinete Português de Leitura in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. It completely fills all my allusions towards neomedievalism and "fantasy" (not to totally geek out, but, you know...).

I'm so enamoured with the aesthetic of books, particularly old battered ones. A couple of my friends in Manchester study Design & Art Direction and their tutor, Sue Platt has done some wonderful things with books.



















I adore handmade notepads (I'm so particular about writing only on brown paper though! Anything else has to endure a nice long bath in tea or coffee...). I take my notepads everywhere with me, I'd be lost without them. I'm forever whipping it out to jot down thoughts or note down things to remember or look up. People always ask at this point to have a gander through it, but to me that'd be like them having a little insight right into my brain. No thanks.

Interiors































My little uni flat is so sad and depressing now I've carted all my things to the new house (what an ordeal!). I'm looking forward to painting my currently lilac bedroom come September. The landlord is so good, he's going to reimburse me and everything for the paint. So long as I don't paint it matte black...