Thursday, 18 August 2011
Sunday, 14 August 2011
It's been a while, so this will be a combination of the past week and the best of the last few months.
Listening: (Click through for favourites) House of Balloons - The Weeknd, Nostalgia/Ultra - Frank Ocean, Hoodmorning #notypo: Candy Coronas - The Game and most recently, the highly anticipated Watch the Throne - Jay Z & Kanye West. The first time I listened to WTT I was a little disappointed - there wasn't one song that I instantly loved and there were a couple that I just felt weren't album worthy. I listened again and again and I adore it now. Stream the full album here to see what I mean.
Watching: I've done nothing for two days but watch movies that I'd be mortified to disclose the titles of so publicly, but let's just say that one of them really could have benefitted from a little Lohan. A couple of weeks ago I went to see the French adaptation of Douglas Kennedy's "The Big Picture" (the book that made me decide on Cloudy Bay Sauvignon Blanc as my favourite wine at the age of twelve). It was beautifully shot in Paris and on the Adriatic coast and starred the super handsome Romain Duris who I'll never tire of looking at. I've also watched the "Otis" video about 50 times.
Reading: I went to Portugal with my family for a week in July which finally allowed me the peace I needed to tear myself away from the internet and read more than three pages at a time. The most noteworthy book I read was "Loving Frank" by Nancy Horan, a historical novel documenting the illicit love affair of Mamah Borthwick Cheney and the famous Frank Lloyd Wright from the female's perspective. I was only vaguely familiar with the architect's work but after reading this book I felt compelled to properly research their lives and was fascinated to discover how accurate the story was.
Wearing: I'm trying not to go out so often and so at the moment I practically live in my work dress or camouflage shorts. Oh, and I also dressed up in my friend's work uniform.
Wanting: Jeffrey Campbell Rosie Cutout Combat Boots, someone to do all my packing for me and just one more month in Glasgow, please? Eating: 4+ apples/day, far too many homemade brownies and cookies and Chilli Chicken Noodle Salad from Tesco.
Watching: I've done nothing for two days but watch movies that I'd be mortified to disclose the titles of so publicly, but let's just say that one of them really could have benefitted from a little Lohan. A couple of weeks ago I went to see the French adaptation of Douglas Kennedy's "The Big Picture" (the book that made me decide on Cloudy Bay Sauvignon Blanc as my favourite wine at the age of twelve). It was beautifully shot in Paris and on the Adriatic coast and starred the super handsome Romain Duris who I'll never tire of looking at. I've also watched the "Otis" video about 50 times.
Reading: I went to Portugal with my family for a week in July which finally allowed me the peace I needed to tear myself away from the internet and read more than three pages at a time. The most noteworthy book I read was "Loving Frank" by Nancy Horan, a historical novel documenting the illicit love affair of Mamah Borthwick Cheney and the famous Frank Lloyd Wright from the female's perspective. I was only vaguely familiar with the architect's work but after reading this book I felt compelled to properly research their lives and was fascinated to discover how accurate the story was.
Wearing: I'm trying not to go out so often and so at the moment I practically live in my work dress or camouflage shorts. Oh, and I also dressed up in my friend's work uniform.
Wanting: Jeffrey Campbell Rosie Cutout Combat Boots, someone to do all my packing for me and just one more month in Glasgow, please? Eating: 4+ apples/day, far too many homemade brownies and cookies and Chilli Chicken Noodle Salad from Tesco.
Buying: these rings and a Tangle Teezer for my ratty extensions.
Dreaming of: being thin and the entire Liberty Loves Hello Kitty collection.
Dreaming of: being thin and the entire Liberty Loves Hello Kitty collection.
Saturday, 13 August 2011
I only have two weeks now before I pack up my life and move back to my parents' house. It hadn't really hit me until very recently that my whole life is about to change - for a long time it just seemed so far away that it felt like it was never actually going to happen. I'm leaving behind my best friends, my job, my home and my independence in the hope that this year I'll finally be able to sort myself out and start doing something productive. I'm excited to begin something that I enjoy, excited to be close to people who can look after me and excited to have a more balanced diet than gin, apples, prawns and brownies. Yet, at the same time I'm terrified; I've been having even more trouble sleeping than usual and I am plagued with nightmares about growing apart from everyone I love and finding myself stuck in a small-town life I don't want. I am honestly the biggest drama queen. More realistically I'll have way more money to spend on clothes, way more time to spend in the gym, way less desire to drink to excess and I'll be back here in a year's time. Naturally I haven't even thought about packing, cleaning or making arrangements because I'm much happier planning out my Autumn/Winter look and scanning the internet for things I'll buy when I don't have to feed myself. Here are a couple of things I'd like to purchase when I return to the life of a full-time brat/part-time student:
Now I'm off to make brownies and cookies for the girl it'll break my heart to leave behind, watch Lost in Translation and drink lots of green tea.
- Holly
Wednesday, 13 April 2011
It has been exactly a month since I last wrote and I felt that it was about time that I posted again. The past few weeks have been a whirlwind of exercise, cheap vodka, artificial sunlight and fromage frais and I don't know quite how I feel about it. I've had some amazing times with some wonderful people, but I can't help to think that it's time to calm myself down for a while and aim for a little more than just looking like a Saturday and behaving like a Lohan.
I've used the phrase "crisis of character" a lot in the past couple of weeks (I'm not sure if I made it up, but it seems fitting) because I don't think I like myself anymore. I know, I know it just sounds so thoroughly self-involved and melodramatic - quelle surprise - but it's just so difficult to be alive when you're unsure if you're a nice person or not! I haven't made much of a plan to remedy the situation yet because I'm relying on winning the Lottery in the next month or so and using my winnings to do some good in the world.
The money would come in pretty handy for myself too - I won't manage to be totally selfless instantly! There are just so many beautiful things that I have my eye on at the moment:
I've used the phrase "crisis of character" a lot in the past couple of weeks (I'm not sure if I made it up, but it seems fitting) because I don't think I like myself anymore. I know, I know it just sounds so thoroughly self-involved and melodramatic - quelle surprise - but it's just so difficult to be alive when you're unsure if you're a nice person or not! I haven't made much of a plan to remedy the situation yet because I'm relying on winning the Lottery in the next month or so and using my winnings to do some good in the world.
The money would come in pretty handy for myself too - I won't manage to be totally selfless instantly! There are just so many beautiful things that I have my eye on at the moment:
Need to get back to watching Three in a Bed, scoffing at this thread on mumsnet.com and waiting patiently for my fortune.
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