Sunday, January 31, 2010

Lets dance.

Right now I want to run up and down on the spot and punch the air above my head. The reason for this sporadic behaviour: So You Think You Can Dance! I can not wait, I hope it is as good as the first season because the second season was a little bit lame. It lacked a "Rhys" character. Oh glory be.
Image via Tumblr

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

I'm faux creative.

A quote from Vladimir; "Most people who blog are faux creative". I never knew there was such a thing.
Image by Zee and Anooke.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

When you grown up.

Once again I have come to the conclusion that Moe (see above) is not a sausage dog. If he wasnt already elderly I would ask him; "When you grow up will you be a sausage dog?". I guess my hopes are in vain.
Image by Anooke.

Mr. Bogart, you are so cool.

via Weheartit.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Lucas Till.

... another glorious boy.

I did not realise what I was missing.

Until last night I did not realise just how fun the Hannah Montana movie could be. I loved her yellow Dr. Martens, pony, dresses and general fun times. I liked when Travis (Lucas Till) waited for her at dinner in his beautiful skinny tie with a bunch of flowers. All over it was surprisingly good.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Brunette wonder.

People who make me glad to have brown hair:
1. Emma Roberts
2. Emily Blunt
3. Harry Potter
4. Bella Swan, the book version
* I wish Luna Lovegood had brown hair, so I could put her on my list, she is so stylin'.

Emily Blunt.

... Is being added to my list of glorious individuals.

Oh glory be.

Nancy Drew... Does your glory never cease?

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Oh daisies.

Daisies are so glorious, they make me smile.
Image via Weheartit.

Close your eyes my pretty.

I dont like how everyone latches on to Audrey Hepburn, but I like this photo and I do like her.


You are perfecting circular breathing
I can’t always tell when you’re inhaling
So you make it look like you’re always giving
But you’re always storing little bits away
You’re a bit away

But way up here
I’m dancing round a lamppost in the rain
Way up here, I remember rain
And I’m whispering directly into your ear

What does it take to stop getting carried away
By the force of my love
You take my breath away
I’m starting to suffocate
Break the outline of my body, break where I end and you begin
Break - you came too far in And out and in, and doubt and din again

Every time we breathe out
We let out a little bit of ourselves
It’d be alright if we could exchange
But you don’t want to
And I don’t blame you
But I’m gonna wanna learn to play the didgeridoo too
- Out and In, Kate Miller-Heidke.

I love this song at the moment. It just makes me want to sprawl out in a field far away from civilisation.
Image via Weheartit.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Simple delights.

A few weeks ago my sisters and I watched 'The Princess Protection Program', it was very silly but very fun. I love the way Disney makes up these small European countries for movies like this one. I particularly love the Genovian national anthem from 'The Princess Diaries', I quite often find myself singing it in a robust tone whilst walking through my abode. Oh the delights of cinema!

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Eat or be eaten.

Image via Gemma in Wonderland.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Sunday, January 17, 2010

You have a nice push bike.

Today Be, Lella, Zee and I ventured forth to the Vintage By The Sea Market. I found my future dining table and Lella decided I was going to buy a giant chair and a painting to hang above it. It was enjoyable.
Image by Saga, The Neverending Story.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

She is pretty neat.

Kate Miller Heidke that is.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

I'm so cold.

I thought I was born with my natural talent for interpretive dance... but moments ago I watched the film clip to Wuthering Heights, Kate Bush, and realised that all my skill came from watching rage on weekend mornings as a child. The swaying at the end is definitely the highlight, you think she is gone, but oh no, she is not.

Soothe Yourself.

Of late I have been brewing iced tea, the sourness of the fresh lemon juice combined with the green vanilla tea thrills my senses. My tea making distracts me from the fact that Lella, Zee, Be and Mishka Von Strauski have left me, and returned to their holiday-no-more locations.

I find myself re working the lyrics of songs in my head to relate my circumstances. I think of the rub-down stickers Lella gave me some months ago and where I shall put them. I do not want to waste them because they are far too cool. However I recently tried to use one of my Harry Potter rub-down stickers and found that they had expired and were sticky no more. This experience troubled me and now I find myself worrying if my new stickers will expire if I do not use them in the near future. And that is where I leave you.
Image via Tumblr.

Don'y try to break the spell.

I don't want another lover
So don't keep holding out your hands
There's no room beside me
I'm not looking for romance
Say I'll be here, I'll be here
But there's no way you'd understand
-Sarah Blasko, All I Want.
Image via Weheartit.

I'm not so sure about this.

If we were more like our dreams the world would not function, or certainly not from what I know of my dreams.
Image via Weheartit.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

A little piece of glory.

Today I found a few blogs that made me smile. One of these was KateLovesMe. This boy has great style.
Images via KateLovesMe.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Dianna Agron.

... Is Glorious.

... who's unhappy? We're unhappy!

I love Casablanca. I want to open a venue that sells drinks just so I can have Sam play there every night.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

I shan't go into the woods today.

...for there are people in bear suits waiting to pounce.
Image via Weheartit.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Glory deck.

My first goal, (from my list of goals, listed below) is beginning to be reality. On Tuesday I partook in the purchase of my first skateboard. After months of looking through Lella's copy of New Skateboard Graphics, by J. Mamdev Hardisty, I was slightly worried that I wouldn't find a skateboard that I thought was pleasing to the eye. But lo! I walked into the store and saw the timber-jackish glory. The nice man with a British accent who worked at the store helped me to choose the pieces I required and then put it all together for me. Zee and Be were horrified when the grip tape went on and the nice label that was on the top of the deck was covered, Zee said, 'But that's the best part" and put her hands to her face. The process was enjoyable.
Today I went skating with Vladimir, a character you are not yet familiar with. It was a little frightening but thrilling all the same. And that is my tale my beloved readers.
Images by myself, Anooke.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Come into the garden Maud.

Image via Fashion Bits and Bobs.