Firstly, may I just say “HUZZAAAH” because I handed in my first term work today!
Secondly, some house porn: The Cheltenham Underground House
The above was featured on Grand Designs the other day and when it was completed I thought it was brilliant. You can’t really get the full view of it from the website gallery though. Okay, so in my opinion there are too many neutral colours (though I love the dark brown wood used) but I like rancid, retina burning colour schemes. But I think my favourite part was the view from the ‘master bedroom’ roof garden. Looking directly down into the ‘underground’ patio-thing…wonderful! Also the giant skylight and the wave shaped light reflectors were pretty groovy.
Thirdly – Richard Sweeney paper sculptures. You know my love for origami and paper art in general, so seeing this made me happy. Some of the structures are so reminiscent of modular origami I’ve seen.
Fourthly – A bit of guilt venting. I find buying clothes difficult because a. I am an odd shape, b. I torture myself with ethical issues. A while back I found a lovely pair of twill weave grey slim trousers from Miss Selfridge for £25. Of course, they are neither fairtrade nor organic, but they go with everything and are the perfect cut, and smarter than jeans. I bought another pair in black today (whooops)
Fifthly (this is getting just a tad silly now.) I am unsure whether to buy this or not:
I’m not sure whether it looks too….mumsy? I have been eagerly looking for shrugs/mini-cardis for a while as a. they would be v. useful if Britain ever achieves a temperature above 10 degrees. Also, I have a paranoid fear of arseholes ‘fiddling’ with my corset piercings if I wear strap tops/backless tops, and a shrug would be a quick and easy way to wear these tops (Standard cardigans get too hot).
Some would say that that is payback for getting corset piercings and being a tool. Obviously I don’t always wear ribbons in them like in the picture, that was just for my prom, but I still don’t trust people not to try and get their grubby hands on them!
On the subject of top-half wear, I succumbed and tried on a waistcoat (I know, how painfully trendy. 3 years ago, no one but grooms and grandfathers wore waistcoats) in Topshop today, with an eye that if it suited me, then I might buy this little vintage number from etsy for…I think it was $10, but it has since been sold. I think the waistcoat suited me, but the one I tried on was £35…so no, and again with the ethical torturing.
Sixth(ly???) This will be the last one as this is getting ridiculous now. But my boyfriend, the long suffering Leo aka ‘El Nacho Hombre’ (he knows its grammatically incorrect, so don’t bother) has started a blog ici. I don’t know what his game is, stealing my hordes *cough* of faithful readers!