Wendy grew up.
Yesterday I realised I was an adult. I came out of my first exam of the year feeling like I’d put in a solid effort. I study externally so there were no fellow students to high-five in elation on the way out. There was no mum to give me a congratulatory hug or dad to buy me a good book like he did every time I had a nice report card. There was…nada, niente, zip. So I brushed myself...
Sage advice. (Not basil or parsley).
My friend B often has thoughtful things to say, but none so useful to me as this little phrase: “first world problems.” Man, it gets me good. Every time I think I’m having a bad day or am unhappy about something, it pays to remind myself that mine are first-world problems, sweetheart, get the fuck over it. Take today for example. (Now this is going to sound super tame, but...
Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.– Pablo Picasso (via girlwithoutwings)
Penelope Cruz is maybe my style icon. Like, I dyed my hair brown probably to be her, now that I think about it. Imagine my surprise when that didn’t happen. This is she at the Cannes film festival, hanging with Johnny Depp and wearing dresses to die for, as you do.
Did you see what I did there with the title? Genius, I know. This here is the latest cruise collection from Chanel, shown in Saint Tropez. I want the angelic hair and the white dresses.
Sadly my life has been lacking in writing inspiration of late. Some time ago a friend suggested I could talk about an experience had while travelling that restored my faith in humanity. The only thing that sprang to mind was the butt-naked tattooed man I saw roaming the streets of Barcelona. That’s how dire things are. However one nude story soon lead me to think of another, this one had in...
When feeling insecure: posture is key and always remember this: your wardrobe is...– Nina Garcia (via musingsinfemininity)
Nothing in the entire universe ever perishes, believe me, but things vary, and...– Ovid, The Metamorphoses (via oceanofmind)
Hi there lovelies (ie. all two of you reading this. Big ups). Thanks for sticking by me as uni work sucks out my lifeblood. Only a week before I have a small reprieve! But it’s as I sit here working, eating hot porridge, feeling the onset of winter in my drafty house and remembering what a runny nose looks like, that I’ve been lead to google images like this: …and lustily...
To the treasured friends of this blog. I apologise in advance for an anticipated...
I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the...– Martin Luther King, Jr (via Peggy Smith)