I took these last week but didn't upload them because I wasn't sure about them. However my absence is mostly due to revision and trying/attempting to/failing to meet coursework deadlines! I got this dress in Bridport for £10 from a warehouse vintage/antique shop a few weeks ago and I don't think these pictures do it justice. I might take some more in it and add them here. It fits perfectly and it has a weird back story which is interesting. There was a piece of paper stitched into the lining with my textiles teachers' full name handwritten (in her handwriting) on it. It freaked me out because I bought this dress 2 hours away from where I live/where my school is! Apparently it was bought from my teacher's church sale by a dealer and belonged to one of the congregation there. My textiles teacher now says she'll bring in suitcases of vintage clothing for me to take anything I want from! She offloads lace to me already but this is a whole new level of awesome. I don't know whether to keep it though because it isn't as practical as it could be, but it is such beautiful colours OOS OOS OOS.
I did this at the beginning of April when the first odd days of spring were appearing and I was influenced by 'subtle psychedelia'. I bought the dress about then too!
Le dream collection I feel my dress has a tenuous link to. (Alexander Mcqueen SS12)
I finish school in 8 days' time to go on study leave. It's the last 8 days I'll need to wear uniform for a school day, ever, which is strange. It has been a constant thing for as long as I can remember. But I have a really long (11 week) summer and study leave is like, 6 weeks, so I will post a lot hopefully over that time! I am also going to see Jessie Cave's bookworm next month and I know what I am wearing and I can't wait! I also have a lot of film pictures to post if they come out well!
My blog title has changed yet again. When I can muster $10 together I'll get a custom domain too. Ch ch ch ch changez. The reason for the alteration is sort of not wanting to plagiarise because it was previously an altered album title. The Ditzy part of the new one means 'silly and scatterbrained' which basically embodies the fact this whole blog is basically just a splurge of thoughts, usually not cohesively, and the 'whimzy' bit is a variation of whimsy which means playfully quaint or fanciful, meaning attractively unusal or old fashioned and overimaginative and unrealistic respresenting my infatuation with the past and slight romanticism of it. I think it fits well? I promise IT SHALL NOT CHANGE AGAIN.
From watching Grease (specifically the opening sequence which reminded me of the Beatles' submarine sort of era) a couple of weeks ago and the series called Lightfields (lots of yellows AND while I am here GFD#FKNpDBNjAL watch it it was so good, possibly even on a par with Marchlands which I saw two years ago and this series was a follow up to) that was recently on ITV and with the approaching changing seasons I've been really into wearing psychedelic patterns, (hence the blue paisley dress and the beige dagger collar shirt I wore last week and two other items of clothing I bought but have yet to wear) but in a more sort of subdued manner as well as in brighter colours. So, repeating patterns, mod dresses, nature (and Nat Geos in general), 50s disneyland, Peter Blake etc but in beige and hazy tones as well as opaque, primary ones. I sit here writing this in beige 70s platforms. I have already included way too much text in brackets.
I love this photoset by Julia Baylis for the muted colours afore mentioned and aspect of the unknown captured within them, foreign places, adventure. The sort of promises summer holds. I have had a surge of wanderlust recently and my desire to travel as I get older only increases. About a month ago a friend and I spent an hour in Waterstones in the travel section, admiring the handbooks and spinning the model globe in front of us looking at how big the world is, in comparison to our tiny island, how much there is to see, pinpointing the places we wish to visit, skimming our fingers across the matte surface as it spun around I couldn't help but daydream about what is out there. A burgeoning interest in photography also makes me want to see interesting places now I can appreciate the beauty of them more, I only notice cool looking stuff more frequently as time progresses. My previous journal was all made from old National Geographic cutouts and most excerpts from the diary part of it are about ~dem deep thoughts~ like time being almost tangible and irreversible. I don't feel much different mentally from when I was 13 but I could have achieved so much in the two years that have passed since. I feel like I am wasting time, most of the time. Moments like standing in a field in Iceland outside our log cabins in the pitch blackness with only the moon for light, slightly illuminating the silhouette of the mountains that were literally SURROUNDING us, gossiping and laughing about the days events with snow starting to fall while we shivered but couldn't feel the cold because of the pure elation make me realise how special things can be. I want more of these moments. It is a weekly conversation how good the school trip I went on to Iceland last year was, and it has made everyone desire to see more of the world, I think. It was so breathtaking and surreal YET real. The following picture moodboard/arrangements (sources relevant to pictures going clockwise from top left) follow the same theme, (unattainable?) fantasy, psychedelia, surrealism, the sorts of places I guess you'd be more susceptible to believe exist if you were on an acid trip or inside a Kaleidoscope. Also see Rosie Hardy and Tim Walker.
Peter Blake, The Wizard of Oz, 1960s colour blocked fashions in Sputnik Magazine, Beatles print.
The print of my shirt.
Biological by Air (I think my parents are sick of hearing this song).
Synchrodogs' new photos in Novembre magazine #6, John Austen, Fantasyland in 1956.
The opening sequence to grease.
Various Beatles art.
Hyperballad by Bjork ""I find it so amazing when people tell me that electronic music has no soul. You can't blame the computer. If there's no soul in the music, it's because nobody put it there." - Bjork". If you want me to talk about how brilliant Iceland is again I can start right here with Bjork???
Unknown, bottom half of a the Vivian Girls album, Unknown, Courtney Love still from Violet.
My Journal (that Ibe gave me) where I tried to copy the type font of a disney vinyl, a vintage postcard and a picture of me last summer.
Last week I said I felt as if I had given up on this blog but since then I have been weirdly motivated to come on here more. I DON'T UNDERSTAND MY BRAIN. But it's good because I know I definitely want to carry on blogging. It might be to do with the fact I'm off school and the fact I'm able to choose what I wear instead of being confined to school uniform. Maybe it's making me think more. I am primarily doing revision these holidays (she says) but I hopefully am meeting up with some blogger people on Friday and doing a photo shoot on Monday (she says). Most of my plans seem to fall through though so I don't know.
My sister in my room.
Arrangement in my room with the record I tried to copy the font of below.
A picture I took of my sister by the same place.
I have been trying to make my room into more of an organised mess rather than a chaotic mess. It has resulted in colour coding and grouping of similar objects together kinda by accident. I got that DECCA radio about 3 years ago at a car boot sale, lace/broderie anglaise square from my textiles teacher (she offloads anything lace onto me), candle from my primary school, spelling bee book from a car boot sale, SA broach, eBay necklace, vintage postcard, Enid Blyton books, a journal, random patch, glow in the dark star and 40s picture.
All my records, stones I have collected, candle from Ibe, fan from Malta, random patches, SA medicine bottle and daisy ring.
More books and a journal, Joni Mitchell CD in the background and a record.
~my pile of school books is really tidy~ ~my legs are really pale~ ~hair is too triangle shaped when i wear it down so bjork buns it is~
70s panel skirt I scavenged for on eBay after I saw a similar one on Tessa's Etsy. Except that one was nicer (I am just poor).
I am becoming obsessed with taking pictures on film and it is/will cost me an arm and a leg but #carpediem #richmansyolo #gappyfringeforever. This was at Compton Acres yesterday. Etsy dress, American Apparel socks, Converse. I'm posting it alone because I don't think it really goes with any other pictures I have saved on my computer and I have an outfit post with this dress already. Happy Easter. Happy April Fools day. This isn't an April Fool.
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