Monday, 8 September 2014

Call Me Jay.


CALL ME JAY.


“In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars.” - F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby.


I'm moving flats soon, and I'm getting utterly carried away planning it. I've found my dream flat and now I'm just waiting for all the paperwork and credit checks (eek) to go through. Fingers crossed for me because I think if it now falls through I may die. 

I basically want to live like I'm Gatsby, lots of Art Deco gold and glass with some warmer textures thrown in. My Polyvore has been taken over because I'm clipping mugs and forks and my Pinterest is unrecognisable. Send help.


New Flat




Tuesday, 29 July 2014

I Had To Google the Spelling.


I HAD TO GOOGLE THE SPELLING.


That's right, sorry I'm not sorry to my brownie leaders, who despite making me wear them never taught me how to spell culottes. I nearly had it, there was just an extra L hanging about unwanted. I haven't bought any yet, but I think these might be about to end all of that. I'm quite pleased that monochrome seems to be sticking about as well. 


I NEED These Cullottes!



What I Wore Today