Tuesday, 6 April 2010

Pretty Plaits











all images via weheartit.com.

Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Urban Outfitters Instants









Found these amazing fuji instax wide UO shots on their flickr and fell in love. so magical.

Sunday, 21 February 2010

My first photoshoot in so long...

I need a portfolio for my upcoming uni interviews so I went on a photoshoot with my friend Emily.













Saturday, 13 February 2010

Pretty Tattoos...

My best friend (knowing how much I want a tattoo) got me a tattoo voucher for Christmas, I've been holding off because once I get one i cant give blood for a year and I'm still debating what I want, but these pretty tattoos are making me yearn for one asap!










I want one soooon.

all images via weheartit.com, if you know the source let me know!

Friday, 12 February 2010

tulle

I want this skirt in my life. Alot.




so i can look like this:












all images via weheartit & lipsy. you know the drill, if you know the source, let me know!

Friday, 13 November 2009

Bright Star

I am currently at work and very bored and unmotivated. Because I work in at an accountants.

Sooooooo I thought I would blog about something I'm rather excited about, Bright Star. I saw this still and even before I knew what the film was about I wanted to see it. Then I saw the trailer and thought I *have* to see this film. It looks so dreamy and magical. Oh and it's about Keats so it also has some lovely poetry and a love story every girl dreams of. Well, I would love to sit in a lavender field in a pretty dress reading poetry written for me by the cute boy next door, but that could just be me...


Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art

Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night

And watching, with eternal lids apart,

Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,

The moving waters at their priestlike task

Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,

Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask

Of snow upon the mountains and the moors

No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,

Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast

To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,

Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,

Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,

And so live ever--or else swoon to death.