Showing posts with label Creepers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Creepers. Show all posts

Friday, 30 September 2011

A lot to do, nothing to say. Fuck, I'll write it anyway. That rhymes lolololololol

Past weeks I've been working my ass of so I didn't have any time to post anything! Still don't have time. I don't care too much but I miss doing outfit posts, specially with the blue hair and all.
Still, working this much is soooo much better then sitting in my dirty house all day, staring at a computer screen. My days of partying are definitely over though. Stopped drinking (dieting, beer is super fattening).

I start moving this weekend, cleaning everything out that's still in the house and stuff. It's making me nervous because I still have to pack EVERYTHING and my house is still messy and dirty and reeking of ...everything that is gross (rotten fruit, sour milk, beer, smoke etc.).
The most annoying thing about the mess is that all my clothes are dirty or damaged and I really don't know what to wear anymore. Feel like throwing everything away (and then buy twice as much new hehe)

Ok well, that was about it I think, here's a stupid picture of my hair looking cute:

And here is a picture of my creepers with cute socks:

And here is a song I'm loving at the moment and that can't be embedded because record companies are bitches : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=naos7it_bl0&ob=av3e

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Monday, 16 May 2011

Saturday Night

Quite an interesting Saturday night..

I could write down all the bullshit that went on in my head that night, but I will keep it superficial with a picture of what I was wearing.

And first I really didn't like the whole turban thing:


I want to stop being so angry at everything, but I just cant.
I want to go to a world full of glitter and it's like I can see it glittering through the clouds, but I just can't reach it.

Still being a total teenager feeling like no one understands me. The whole glitterworld thing is something that is not understandable and something unexplainable, or at least I can't explain.

See even when I say I'm not going to write down any bullshit I do.

Monday, 2 May 2011

Delayed presents

Today my pink creepers arrived and first I was a bit disappointed because they looked very different than they looked on the picture, and they are a bit too small (the kind of small that hurts).
But I' ll wear them anyways because the site (fabulousfifties.com) I ordered them from have a no money back policy. Also because I love them too much ofcourse.







I also picked up my pencil skirt from Open Shop, Hotrod Hussy and specially made to fit perfectly. I' ll probably post a picture later, when I' m in the mood to dress up (which is soon).

AND finally finally finally bought this book I had my eye on for a while. I got this book card for 20,- for Christmas (the reason why I said finally three times) bought this book titled Lifestyle Illustrations of the 60's. it' s full of pretty drawings from perfectly normal situations what makes it so charming.










Tonight hanging with Layla and Felix, which has been a while, FUN FUN FUN FUN FUN FUN FUN FUN (think of rebecca black)

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Wednesday, 22 December 2010

Shoes I got

So, Berlin was really nice. First day I was alone with Boris and the second day my friends also came and we stayed 5 days.
Being in Berlin feels a bit like being in Amsterdam, but everything is bigger, more and better?
Everyone of us kind of decided we wanted to live there for a year or more, don't know if it's actually going to happen, but it shows how nice it was.

It was a lot of fun going on vacation with my friends AND my boyfriend, although I think next time I'll stick with going to Berlin only with Boris. There weren't any fights or arguments or something, it's just a bit more relaxed when it's just the to of us. And you get to see way more.

I got two pairs of shoes. They are completely different from each other, just like in the previous post. Oh but I love them both so much.







I'm really happy and satisfied with everything I have and that is really something rare, to not want more. That's the situation where I'm in now, I hardly even know what to ask for Christmas.