She uses a Machete to cut through Red Tape

Things I do now

no.1 i don't care about this trivial mess

It was my a level certificate ceremony and I had to head back to my old highschool and sit through a painfully boring talk in the sweaty auditorium about how proud our teachers were of us and have to clap as each person in my year group went up and had their hands shook and paper handed to them. And because it was alphabetical order I was sat with people who I wouldn't usually be sat with was in the front row which I usually avoided like guided tours or 50 shades soundtracks. I was sat in the middle and everyone who went up before me were sat to the left and went up on the left and then there was this big issue with going up onto the right. As though it were actually a risky thing to do and the people next to me were asking and it just made me laugh. And so I was the first one to go up on the right because it was easiest and there's no real thought or discussion needed!!! c'mon people! I think that's when I realised I really don't care about stupid stuff like that, I really have outgrown the weird school mentality they put on us because it bored me so much. 

Any after that IDGAF moment of clarity the day went a lot better, I met up with my gang and we did the classic uni kids at half-term activity of going to the pub at four pm, it was super fun and we sat outside on the benches in the sun, feeling warm and drinking cidre and talking to people who'd come home from uni. We did have plans to go see the circus that was playing in the town over but it we didn't realise we had to leave until half an hour after we should have got the bus there so we stayed chatting and went and got curry and crisps on a drunken stumble through town.

 

selfie's while wearing a stolen snapback

thanks to kath for getting me at my most double denim + peace sign self

no.2 supporting girls

supper important to remember but easy to forget. I feel like a lot of the time it goes unnoticed but girls have to work super hard, like seriously everything we do we have to work twice as hard for the same, or less recognition. School, uni, jobs, hell even eating and exercising seems to be easier for guys. I don't want to start a whole feminist essay because I'm not really eloquent enough on these topics, it always ends up with lots of !!!!! and weird probably inappropriate slang. 

source - Rookie

no.3 eggsersize 

(because I'm so hilarious and quirky)

I'm not going to lie, I fluctuate between loving and loathing my awkward body. 

Its very much and awkward body, I'm neither big not small, I'm too tall to be considered petite but stocky enough to spend a lot of time rolling up my jeans (seriously h&m which glamazon giant are you making these jeans for???) With my thin legs and chubby thighs and little waist and pokey pot belly, nothing quiet adds up. Honestly I almost said my favourite part of my body was my wrists the other day??? Because of this weirdness about my body I've started to try exercising, Gotta say it's not the most vigorous training routine, more just me lying in my bedroom with my bum in the air but I did go for a run at 7am this morning which had a lot of leaping about to The Vaccines along the pier and taking photos of the sea but I can still feel the 'burn' in my stomach. 

2yr old running shoes I've barely worn + fluffy lacey socks + the leggings I slept in

I love having that peace and calm that comes with getting up early. 

Being able to take photos in the middle of the road = thumbs up.

The sea was crazy far in, which is something you don't really see till night and then you can't see it anyway.

Light rays that poke through clouds remind me of angels looking down from heaven.

magic foil puddle found on the road

no.4 embroidery

looks like i'm gonna be embroidering/some textile-y thing for my final major project in uni so I'm back on an embroidery kick, this also means I really want to embroider a pair of jeans, I just think it would look so cute on the bum/cuffs.

peachy bum 

no.5 worrying

Well it's really come full circle hasn't it? While I don't care about the little things I do worry about the big things. Most specifically the fact that I should hear if I got into my dream uni by Monday by the latest and everyone keeps telling me that there are other options and that I'll go where I should go as though it helps. I'm not trying to be ungrateful but it really doesn't help as dream uni is the one I felt most at home with.

xxx

Rosie

p.s. I'm thinking of starting a penpal thing if anyone would want to start sending letters? I'm thinking of doing it through instagram/tumblr because I don't know how to message safely on blogger.

Internet saftey lol.

Do the flame coloured skies light your fire?

Visual diary for the last few days of March

it has rained. a lot. every day at 3/4 pm it starts to rain heavily and then sporadically throughout the rest of the day

I really like the aesthetics of badly done photoshop drawings. squiggly lines are bae

I've really gotten into my clothes recently, all of the weird charity shop rubbish that I hide away in the back of my wardrobe has been brought out and actually worn. 

also dressing up. which has become an art form in itself. I spend far too much time going to charity shops and choosing the ugliest stuff to take into the dressing room and make outfits with.

a while back I bought these fab beyond compare mom jeans w/ roses on the side + pocket

lyrics from Happy by Marina and the Diamonds which makes my soul ache

 Moyra Davey

 I've been having very spiritual thoughts recently, about magic and love and the after life

i found the quote somewhere on tumblr and fell in love with it

I've started taking selfies again!

at 1am the other night i set up my camera on my crappy tripod and started doing stupid faces and shit. I even got a few on my pentax that I really hope are good.

this song is my northern soul

prime example of how I'd rather waste an hour dressing up than doing work

xxx

Rosie

Stream of photographic consciousness

This is gonna be a pretty rambly post as I wanted to fit everything into one post rather than having lots of little pointless ones. It's sort of a recap of things that have happened recently (and other less recent things) through photographs and not all of them make sense but it looks pretty so whattayagonnado?

On the weekend I got paid to help paint and clean up my aunts flat as the old tenant moved out and the new ones were coming on the wednesday. It wasn't too bad other than leaning on a bit of gloss paint and having to re-paint it 10 minutes before we finished. I made a bit of cash and I guess arty painting has been useful for getting neat edges. I also got to wear my mum's super cool, super retro painting overalls. #score

The sunrises/sunsets recently have been amazing, for some reason it's been really bright for the last few days, like blindingly so, and I come home on the train to beautiful sunsets that look like the world is ending but I love it.

This week I'm specializing in fashion and textiles, which is what I plan to do for the rest of foundation (+ university) and we had to do a project on ties, which sounds weird and it was even weirder with the poem we'd been given. I don't really know how but I got the idea of turning the point of the tie (that apparently points to the pubic area?!) upside down for the female form. I have a lot about masculine and feminine and gender stuff on my sheets but it still doesn't quite explain why I've made this monster. There's also a skirt I haven't yet finished and it was supposed to go with the bodice but they don't quiet go together so I'm thinking of a collection, I also had the idea of making a chain scarf out of ties if I have time tomorrow.

I call these the Snapchat Adventures, that feature my way-too-big-ffor-me mom jeans and my vintage disneyland Hong Kong sweatshirt, both from the charity shops.

As well the balloon my friends bought me for my birthday is slowly loosing helium and will bounce round my room due to the air, it's kinda creepy when you see someone pass through my door and have the balloon float along with them.

I found some old outfit photo's I used to post on tumblr when I was trying out having a blog. Here's me as a Wednesday Adams Cher Horowitz love child, with moody and awkward poses. No changes there then

Here are some way old, like january time photos of me trying to style my DIY embroidered David Bowie shirt. I look really akward and I had to crop out my face but it was fun none the less.

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Also, much much more important that anything on this blog is the events happening in Ferguson, it's a huge part of modern history and if I would suggest educating yourself if you don't know a lot about it. 

by Pheobie Whal

I've re-blogged a lot of stuff on my tumblr in the last few days and I always have this feeling of uselessness in situations like these so through Maya's post I found this to inform white allies what they can do to help.

Stay woke

R.I.P to Michael Brown and all those who's lives were stolen by the awful side of humanity that let this travesty happen

source

xxx

Rosie