You Wanted To Leave...

You Wanted To Leave...

The Writing Bit...
Christmas eves eve, and you wanted to leave without any emotion like nothing had happened. It had for me we had been everywhere and nowhere in a flash, I can't begin to put into word what it felt like that afternoon. Sat by cathedrel in the misty haze of winter, you spoke as though this was the end like you wanted to get everything in before you left. It took me till now to see that was your goodbye.

The Fashion Bit...
I was busy yesterday but it didn't feel like I got anywhere with anything.
Shirt: M&S, Jumper: Urban Outfitters, Jeans: River Island, Shoes: Primark

Posh Girls...

Posh Girls...

The Writing bit...
Expectaions as high as her Chanel heels, but money could buy you anything right? Not a career in fashion it would appear, it didn't matter how much money was on offer the bosses of Vogue and other such glossy magazines wouldn't take her. None of it made sense, but then she wouldn't know why till after. Until she had seen what she could do when given the chance, all it took was some clothes that were "so last season" and a needle and thread.

The Fashion Bit...
This ensemble made me feel like a posh girl ready for a private school like the ones you see in the films.
Top: New Look, Belt: New Look, Dress (worn as skirt): Angel Eye and Socks: Topshop.

I won't sleep tonight...

The Writing bit...

Bits of old and used paper litter the floor, somewhere near the centre of the madness lies a letter that has been long forgotten. The scrawled, ink has faded in the sun, leaving the beautiful three words at the end marbled but stronger than the others. Shadows of the words line the memories of the room and everyone who has ever heard them. "I LOVE YOU"

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The Fashion Bit...

My old prom dress has come back as a skirt, not quite sure how that happened.

Dress - Misguided, Top - Miso at Republic, Jacket - on my travels

Fix you...

The Writing bit...

He once promised not to fix what wasn't broken. She was the exception, she made him forget who he was and become someone he wasn't. It was early the sun crept up over the neat rows of uniform houses, Jake was already awake and ready to go. Yet this morning something stopped him dead at the door, it was within that instance he began to see why she never left, because she lived in his head.

The Fashion bit...

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Day 4 ^^^^

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Day 5 ^^^

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Day 6 ^^^

Ten thousand ways to lose...

 

People will always find a way to bring you down, so why bother getting up from the ground only to fall to the concrete pavement, from the building on which you stood. Or are we careless to let ourselves fall from such a height. Yet we are powerless to those who build us up only to watch us fall when they leave, that is the price of love. It is the one thing we trust will get us through this adventure we call life. 

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Bring on Christmas the jumper has had it's yearly public outing! 

Jumper dress, Skirt and Tights - New Look

 

I feel like I could lose my mind...

The dizzying height of the buildings roof was under rated, adrenaline pours in to every vein in your body as you look down at the busy city below. You feel infinite as people go about their business and forget who they are in the rush to please others. There it is again the thought of setting them free, oh but how, some people pray for the worlds population you turn up the radio loud enough to block the world out and feel free for that moment.  

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Blouse - Red Herring, Vest and Skirt H&M

The gloves were made my friend mum. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My procrastination of my homework was actually productive in a way apart from the pile of homework I still have to do...

Spinning round my head...

Spinning round my head...

The Story bit...
The thought of him, his laugh and the ruff velvet sound when he speaks. That is what keeps her going, going forwards. Her head spins in a spiral but she just keeps on going.
In the hope she will make it, so he can see her once more. She will make so much noise the world can't ignore her.
Then with a puff of cigarette smoke she was gone from here.

The Fashion bit...
Dress - Jack Wills, Tights - Tescos, Shoes - New Look
For the next 365 days, 1 year I will try to wear a different outfit every day with no repeats.