Wednesday 3 November 2010

The blog is dead.

Yeah so this is pretty much kaput. I'll give you one last look at what we do best ... photos of women in nice clothes that other people have taken.

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BOOM
Love and best wishes (FOREVER)
Katy
xxx

Wednesday 20 October 2010

One girl, six ways - which one are you? (CYA LATER AGE 19)

I like this Richard Kern shoot for Vice. It kind of appeals to my adolescent tendency towards pigeonholing and stereotypes. Also what teenager doesn't constantly want to reinvent themselves? That's probably been the most consisent feature of my teenage years.

By the way the adolescent theme was an accident but a happy one since today is my last day of being a teenager. Tomorrow I turn 20. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.



Tuesday 19 October 2010

UPDATE of good things

  • I have decided to specialise in Visual Communication.
  • I took this week off work ages ago because it's my birthday on Thursday but forgot about it.
  • xxxxxxxxxxx

Monday 18 October 2010

Posty wost number 301!!!! (N.B. - Bit depressing)


I just realised it looks like I'm crying but I'm not!!!
  • The last post I did was number 300 on our total posts count. In truth it's a bit tragic because I doubt this blog will go much further. Sorry readers, love you guys (both of you). I have to make another one for uni and neither of us really have the kiddie fascination that is needed to maintain a blog that noone looks at. I don't know what your intentions are Katy.
  • I feel completely out of wack today through having the worst weekend ever. Friday was fun (the type of fun you make out of a non fun situation) but Saturday was just shiiiiiit. Couldn't milk the tiniest drop of something good out of it. The party host was amazing, I love her (she kept saying I was lovely which I don't think anyone has ever chosen to describe me as), but I got such bad vibes from everyone else that it's stretched over two whole days of my life.
  • Someone at the party said I have nice hands and later asked me to go home with him and I think I'm still cringing.
  • There was also an incident with my cousin and her boyfriend and everyone in my house was drunk and screaming at eachother and it was horrible.
  • I had a dream last night that Jay Leno came to my school and I tried to seduce him (it worked). Kinda fancy Jay Leno now.

lookin hot.
  • I'm missing uni today because I have 3 horrible disgusting spots by my mouth. That's not the real reason I'm staying at home but it's what I sort of assigned to be the Reason I Could Say rather than having to explain that I just don't want to go. I don't know why cos I know uni will cheer me up.
  • I am going to watch Observe & Report to inject some Seth Rogen into my morning.
  • I hope you enjoyed some insight into my day. I am usually a lot happier and more positive but noone ever writes about feeling content, which is sad.
  • I need to remember how to write.

Love,

Anna

Sunday 10 October 2010

in winter people are known to cover their legs

here are some methods of leg covering that i would like to invest in.http://media.topshop.com/wcsstore/TopShop/images/catalog/02C35XCAM_large.jpg
camel skinnies

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black cord skinnies

both are from a "top-shop" and cost £40, but i hear they let you off a bit of it if you pay thousands of pounds for an education, so that's nice and thoughtful of them!

x x x

Sunday 26 September 2010

26.09.2010

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[JustCavalli & Emilio Pucci via Knight Cat]

Katy

Friday 24 September 2010

bagbagbagbagbagbagbag

After procuring some free tote bags at the freshers' fair, I decided to finally use my Wilko t-shirt transfers that were otherwise getting somewhat dusty. I kind of regret putting it on the blue bag because that stark contrast between a very cold blue and white picture seems sort of shit to me. But it was an experiment so no harm done.



On another note, 500 Days of Summer is such a depressing film! Am I the only one who thinks that?!?!

Anna

Sunday 19 September 2010

Jumping on the bandwagon

Wow, how long have the xx been hyped up for? I am sooo on the ball.

The XX - Crystalised

The XX - Infinity

Listen to them really loud.

6 things that make me want to kill myself

Loving my new course at uni has turned weektime into joy and weekends into a sort of journey of anxiety and bad experiences. I’ve collected some things** over time that break me down to crippling frustration, so much so that I have nearly written exasperated facebook statuses about them. Yeah, pretty extreme. So far I have collected 6 things that make me want to shoot myself. In the order that I thought of them:

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Talking to guys in bars

I don’t tend to talk to guys unless they approach me, and 99% of the time if a guy approaches you in a bar it’s not because he thinks you might be an interesting person. The result is a depressing conversation in which he assesses how easy it will be to take you home and then cringes at a weird word you use and wants to leave. One guy I spoke to, wearing a deep v-neck with some wispy chest hair poking out, just said “sex?” to me. That’s hilarious. I get it, you want sex and don't care about anything else. So genius. It’s really fun not existing in someone’s reality for anything more than the fact I have a vagina and a face.

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People bitching about things they know nothing about

Some examples include feminism (bunch of dykes), fashion (shallow and talentless consumerism), drugs (evil things taken by evil people) and art (you could put shit on a plate and call it art these days). Well it goes on forever depending on your experience. I’m sure I’ve done it too because I can be a pompous dick sometimes which I hate. But when I hear people ranting and judging people without any knowledge or experience behind it I just want to scratch my face off. The phrase “I’m not being funny but ...” tends to be used a lot, along with glaring social stereotypes and things they read about in The Sun that definitely happened.

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Fat days

Nothing fits, I’m fat, I can’t believe I have to live through this day as such an obese pile of poo. How can I go out in public? My legs look like trees. I’m going to sit on the edge of my bed frowning and slouching in a pile of toddler misery. You get the idea.

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Guys making a joke/comment about my outfit

Agh, you know NOTHING about clothes so shut the fuck up. Where does that get you, at all? It’s like correcting people’s spelling and grammar; I used to do it until I thought “why do I do that?” It's not funny. It doesn’t get me anywhere and it just annoys people.

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Depressing hangovers

It hits you a moment before you wake up. Your stomach sinks. It’s sort of like a realisation that you’re alive. I’m not sure what causes it but it must be the dream like state of being drunk, that sort of morphs into slumber and then you wake up sober all of a sudden. You feel sad about everything. It’s pretty fun to just go out and be adventurous, but there are nights when it’s shit and this is the product of that.

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Realising how wrong you were about someone

Liking fashion has got me nowhere; most of the people that seemed cool to me have turned out to be the worst people I’ve ever met. I liken this to looking at your pores with a magnetic mirror at 8 in the morning; you just shouldn’t do it. You’re revealing the stark reality of something that you would much rather just keep at a distance. You think this guy is so cool and you love his hair and oh my good look how sexy he is with a cigarette, and then he tells you how much he loves Linkin’ Park and calls your friend a dick. Kind of a bummer. Let the pretty people be pretty; look, don’t touch.


Anna

All pictures from The Arab Parrot (really brilliant and brimming with puns).

**For people who actually read it: I only really wrote this to entertain myself on a vacant Saturday. So you may not identify with it at all. Sorry if I lost you. Love you.

Saturday 18 September 2010

Down to the ankles.

At the moment I'm quite enjoying trying on clothes with little intention of actually buying them. In H&M today I thought I'd give this whole 'full length' skirt trend a go, just to see how much of a nun/tramp I looked. Annoyingly I quite liked it.

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I ended up buying the sheer black shirt. And those boots are new. Window shopping = failed.

Katy.

Tuesday 14 September 2010

Babydoll that.

babydoll ...

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babydoll ...

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not babydoll.
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(All Topshop. None purchased)

HERE'S A PHOTO OF SOME SMALL ANIMALS IN CUPS.
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Katy

Topshop Unique Fall 2010

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Anyone else see Crack Fox?

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What have you been eating?!
Head and Shoulders, Toothpaste....and shit, big pieces of shit.