Celestial Vomit

I've been interested in celestial stuff recently, as in stars and moons and planets, even gemstones and anything with glittery, paisley, witchy/cosmic vibes, so there's a lot to fit in. I bought two old 90s copies of  the National Geographic on a whim from EBay for something like £2 for both and one had a spread with stars and glittery light it's cool.  There are gazillions of copies of the National Geographic on EBay so go and creep on them yourself; I've been visiting the library at school companion-less to admire the pictures in them, and I have attempted to photocopy them but at school there is just one solitary black and white photocopier so you can't appreciate the marvellous pictures in full colour. Anyway, I have some of my own now so I can photocopy them at my leisure and cut them up as I please. I also dug out heaps upon heaps of old Sugar or Shout magazines to annihilate with the scissors I wield. That sounds exaggerated but the magazines really are massacred once I am done with them. That sounds bad too, but there's a gist I hope you can detect in there, somewhere perhaps.

I also found glow in the dark space stickers in paperchase for a pound which are rockets and planets with rings and stars and moons which I bought. 

I had a sort of outfit that I wore last week that combined space-y sort of stuff and I did photograph it but the pictures didn't develop - darn you film. 

These pictures are from my Instagram of that day though.

This is in my room which I have changed round loads recently and  when I've fully finished it which I plan to have done by the end of tomorrow I'll post about that but this is basically 3 gemstones I ought at Moors Valley probably when I was 5 or 6. They were out of those machines where you insert a pound and it's like lucky dip which one it dispenses (I'm not the only person in the world who knows about these machines am i?)  I can't believe I haven't lost them to be honest. Then there's the green bottle which annoyingly has it's cork stuck in the neck of it, and a candle and the corner of my 70s mirror I got for £2 that my mum despises but 'understands why i like it' which makes no sense. Then a tiny bit of my Lula record, a grannyish photoframe, the refection in the mirror,a rose garland I made myself and lace to cover my radiator.

These show my Mary Quant moon and star stockings I got from EBay and glittery tights from Accessorize for 50p I wore underneath with them. I think they should make a pair of tights that are glittery and feature moons and stars so I don't have to intermittently yank up the stockings because they did fall down often, and to avoid mocking by my father for wearing two layers of tights on a hot day. The red ring was from a car boot sale for £2 and the amethyst one was my grandma's in the 1960s that she has entrusted in my possession. The shoes are my school shoes but the most witchy I own. They're high heeled and everything and cost £1.99 from EBay.

I'm about to update the side and design of my blog too so hopefully it will look better, there'll be links and everything, how snazzy.

Thank you for reading and hello new followers!

You, you may say i'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one

Today is the first day in a week I've ventured out of the house for reasons other than to do my paper round (that I complete for a measly £1.50 a day). I went to get a disposable camera developed that I've carried round with me since March time. I have found beforehand that I would buy a disposable camera and use all the exposures within 24 hours, then get it developed and not be all too happy with the results, so I decided to take longer to use them all which definitely works for me. I do have actual film cameras but I find them quite sporadic in when they decide to work, or maybe it's just me, also disposables are easier to carry and I like the point and shoot aspect.

I have been making the odd thing though like patches and those plastic bead things that you iron together to decorate folders and my locker with. Decorating folders is sort of a summer holiday tradition for me, I've done it two summers on the trot now so I'm going to keep it up because the ones I cover in fabric tend to disintegrate after a year of school so I need to re do them. I have a couple from year 10 I can use in year 11 though. People always comment on them and it's cool to have something aesthetically beautiful on your desk to admire during a tedious lesson of any description, and all the teachers call them 'pretty' and stuff or just look confused, which is perfectly acceptable, so I'll do that next week.

These are just the photos from today because otherwise there are far too many and they wouldn't be chronological or relevant.

They were all taken on my paper round this morning, as you see, after one and a half years of it I have chosen my favourite houses and analysed a lot of them, too. The two I got my sister to take pictures of me in front of have lovely white picket fences and flowers and are lovely and pretty. I hope they didn't see me taking the pictures.

My sister's arms.

My feet. I know the picture above this sort of looks like a continuation of this but it's actually two different houses - I just lack poses.

Is this too Intrusive I hope this isn't intrusive?

 This wasn't intended to be an ~outfit post~ but you can see my clothes so the Starsky and Hutch t shirt was from Etsy for £16 and I made/altered the trousers which were originally St Michael's but I bought them from the Salvation Army for 50p with my nifty volunteer-ee discount. They were a size 16 and straight legged and I literally cut them up and remade them using the fabric so really I sort of made them - in one night may I add; I am proud of this. I wore this outfit back in June for a Geography trip to the beach and felt uninspired today so donned it again. I was going for black, white and red vibes but the pink flowers within these trample all over that so just pretend they are red too.

These pictures are to emphasise my love for picket fences and flowers.

Opening scene to Blue Velvet vibes.

This was in a folder called 'Puke' on my computer so I don't have the source.

Thank you for reading and have a lovely day!

An ode to August

How it's August already is unbeknown to me, time flies far too rapidly, I'm not ready to grow up and be full swing into my GCSE's next year which are like serious business. I have been on holiday and returned though, I went to Malta which was scrupulously hot, but it was pretty none the less which meant I could ignore the fact I was otherwise dying to pause and admire the foreign surroundings, and we also went snorkelling which was the best experience ever in spite of imbibing far too great a quantity of salty seawater which did lead to indiscriminate spluttering all the while trying to keep yourself afloat (and all together causing a raucous and looking rather too attractive for your own good).

I read the perks of being a wallflower (original i know) and spent the majority of my money on maxibons, but I did buy a few typical tourist souvenir-y things too.

When I finished my book I didn't really have much to do in the room in the evening, there was a TV with minimal amounts of channels available and despite the Olympics on German Eurosport ceaselessly being shown (and being watched by my father, and no, Malta isn't in Germany), it is tiring having to listen to commentary in a different language or similarly, watch BBC world news (in English this time) repeating the same news stories monotonously for 5 hours or so. To obtain wi-fi, I had to sit at the foot of the door of the room where the ground was just cold, callous tiles, I could reside no where else otherwise it would disappear, and despite eventually coming to the realisation I could drag a chair to be situated at this exact point of the expanse to be all ~connected to civilization~, it gave me backache so I gave up with that. I used the free paper supplied by the snazzy 5 star hotel and a pen my mother had in the humongous beach bag she lugged round all day everyday to attempt to write, because I think it is a dying art, it's sad it's regarded as nerdy to read even in a public place, and I've wanted to use all these words I've been learning (It's my summer project to learn a word a day). I've scanned what I ended up with below, and the new journal in which I shall try to endeavour to continue creative writing in. I'm giving 'extra large' pictures a spin.

I moved stuff around in my room and bought a red 70s suitcase yesterday which this is all spilling out of/inside.

I'm aware that my watch thing sticks out and it's annoying.

 So I mentioned I moved things around in my room a bit, partially because having a Tumblr has inspired me to do so, partly because I wanted to do something before I had Tumblr (it was on my summer project list that I made beforehand), and partly because my mum, and I quote told me this morning "Hollie, you need to tidy your room, it looks like it's in one of those hoarders programmes". I swear it isn't that bad.

I'm trying to sort out some links to my Tumblr, Twitter, Instagram and other social network-y things on the side of my blog which I shall add soon if you want to come and stalk me elsewhere.

Here are some old pictures that I bought yesterday at a car boot that are sort of relevant to the writing you know.

The top one here is my favourite. It looks like some sort of victorian play, they are dressed up all ethereal and elfen, like pixies and faeries but it's eery too because of the age of the picture. Basically I love it.

Sorry if you looked at those and some gave you neck-ache; i tried scanning individually but it took forever and I was going to crop them and save them so they were all individual files but I haven't got round to it.

Thank you for reading/being here/following!

Hollie