Oct 30 2008
Online window shopping
I’m in love with this shop - Paraphernalia.
I want this:
Anatomica Red Heart Necklace

and this
Sleuth Camera Necklace

And now I want this too:
Oct 30 2008
I’m in love with this shop - Paraphernalia.
I want this:
Anatomica Red Heart Necklace

and this
Sleuth Camera Necklace

And now I want this too:
Oct 30 2008
I am really inspired by this blog at the moment (thanks E.)
http://wickedhalo.blogspot.com
Your source for all things wicked and awesome
A blog about the things that strike me as unique or odd, the things that inspire me and the things that I find beautiful.
Oct 25 2008
I am totally obsessed with photographing autumn at the moment. September and October are my favourite months of the year. Everything feels and looks so rich.







Oct 22 2008

Off to Lewes for the day with Lady D & G for [no] tea and [no] scones. It’s a great blue sky and I am feeling rather chirpy after waking up next to The Boy. Mmmmmm.
Oct 21 2008
We had a picnic in this beautiful delapidated barn on Saturday afternoon in the sun, on an RAF runway strip. Good times.

I had a rather awful morning which had me sitting on the phone for hours to various people, as well as whining to my mother and sitting around in the bank waiting anxiously. So when I remembered that there was lots happening this weekend in Brighton, it perked me up to know that Evs would be joining me. To celebrate the clocks going back there are some interesting events going on throughout the night, so if you’re in Brighton check it out: White Night. These are right up my street:
The selling point for most of these things is that not only are most of them free, but they’re on ’til 7am. Which is great for me, considering what a night owl I am. Yippy! Unfortunately the sewer tour was sold out! Now the only problem is that it’s Tuesday and these interesting and fun things aren’t happening until Saturday. D’oh!
Oct 20 2008
Today I am haunted by The Hours soundtrack by Philip Glass. I went for a long walk in the pouring rain. Simple.
7:08am.

