Saturday 14 August 2010

ARGGGGHHHH IM BAAAAAACCCKKKK. AFTER A SHORT UNINTENTIONAL HIATUS IVE RETURNED TO UPDATE.


first of all, I GOT THIS MANY (LARGE HAND GESTURE) THINGS TO BLOG ABOUT. SO IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER; POST NUMBER ONE.


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so for some strange reason i was in productive mood today. so i decided to "customise" (aka rip the shit out of stuff and then swiftly regret doing so).


so the first thing i decided to mutilate was a heavy woolen knit jumper/bolero thing from H&M. i loved it when i bought it but found it awkward to wear. so i tried to manipulate it into a different shape (see below) by taking the front side up and joining it to the back to make a more linear shoulder. i cant help loving a broad shoulder. i think i prefer it now ive changed it. YES ONE POINT TO SUCCESS. NILL POINTS TO REGRET. 


the next thing i did was "customise" some ralph lauren top i had. i say ralph lauren nonchalantly because i want to seem more en-vogue than i really am. which is ironic because I FUCKING HATE RALPH LAUREN AND WOULD NEVER USUALLY USE HIS BRAND TO IMPRESS. hence why i felt it so necessary to cut the damn top up. but anyway i bought it from TK MAXX at TK MAXX prices because it had holes in it but i liked the design on it and it was designer nontheless (label whore). so yeah i just loped a few inches off the bottom and call it customisation.


put the two pieces together and BAM. i got myself a blog post.  











SO THATS WHATS HAPPENED SO FAR.

oh ive also got to blog about ynot fest. EXPECT IT SOON. for now heres the wrist band.


by the way, i hate being such a lazy blogger and REALLY REALLY APREESH everyone who comments and looks at my blog. YOU VALIDATE ME. and i have disgusting amounts of love and gratitude for all of my followers.

ALL IS LOVE XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


p.s. at y-not festival, a dear associate of mine wore the trilby (see previous post) for the duration of the weekend. the trilby suffered through acts of the unthinkable and we though it best to forget these acts by cremating the trilby. it was emotional, but it was real. 

i loved that trilby. and could imagine it accompanying so many outfits. BUT IT WAS THE RIGHT THING TO DO.


sorry to end on SUCH and emotional tone.