Floral Dungarees

Monday, 6 October 2014

"I, to you, am lost in the gorgeous errors of flesh."

I must get back my soul from you; I am killing my flesh without it.

Sometimes I feel so stupid and dull and uncreative that I am amazed when people tell me differently.

The darkness is leaking from the cracks. I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life.

Your room is not your prison. You are.

It's as if all my senses fed involuntarily on him and deprived for more than a few hours, I languish, wither, die to the world.

I am myself. That is not enough.

Sunday, 5 October 2014

“I am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself.” — Simone de Beauvoir

“Our bodies could be skin on skin and I’d still pull you closer.”

“Incredible change happens in your life when you decide to take control of what you do have power over instead of craving control over what you don’t.”

Every day is a new chapter, some days you might only be able to write a sentence. Others endless paragraphs and pages. A few years ago I used to have the skill of hiding my emotions. Locking everything up a little box inside pretending never to care. Some days I wish I could go back to that, yet feelings and emotions despite how much you hate them are real and exist. Tracey Emin's Strangeland takes me into her universe, understanding the basic emotions of life. She's always influenced my perspective on life, this woman is proof of keep on going. Inspiration is running from all angles at the moment. keeping me moving forward making my life beautiful.

20:32

"Faced with the daily prospects of failure and self-loathing, a numb chrysalis starts to develop around you, and if you are not careful you wake up one morning to find yourself not awake, but in a semi-comatose state, baked into a hardened shell, breathless and mind-numbing. You have to poke your finger through the hardened crispy shell, and after you’ve pushed it through you have to wiggle it about until eventually the hole is big enough to smash a whole fist through."

Tracey Emin - My Life in a Column - Friday 5 October 2007

feeding the ducks.

Tuesday, 30 September 2014

A/W 2014

It's been a crazy few weeks. With not just changing my career but a ridiculous amount of things in my life it's been a total roller coaster. I'm currently trying to keep focused on moving forward, everything I do is usually one step closer to becoming happier in the long run. Right now, it's all about autumn. My all time favourite time of year, not only because you get to wrap up warm but because i know winter is coming. Yet the one thing I absolutely hate about this time of year is everyone forgets about any essence of colour. Don't get me wrong, i live in dark greens, reds & navy but hey, do you remember pink? ANY bright colours? Nope. I didn't expect so. The whole grey/black/death look really suits some people but with black hair and white skin unless it's a goth day i'll pass.

Here are some of my current purchases from Joules & Warehouse. Studded boots, scarves, maybe a comfy coat or cable knit jumper. Come on guys, don't forget about summer just quite yet.