Monday, 9 November 2009

Glam-Assassin





"Birthday Wars" at the London Water Tower.
Dress - Vintage from NYC. Finally got to wear it!

Tuesday, 3 November 2009

Осень


Tuesday, 27 October 2009

Time For A Trim?



Definately.

Sunday, 25 October 2009

Fireworks



I am so in love with this dress...but sadly it's sold out at Pixie Market. Oh plums.

Saturday, 24 October 2009

Siouxsie Sioux v.s Voodoo Witch






Siouxsie or Voodoo Witch Doctor for Halloween?

Monday, 19 October 2009

Wigs-R-Us



Getting me some wigs and hair pieces for fun hair-related activities. Gotta get some of those polyester heads too.

Wednesday, 7 October 2009

TOO MUCH SUGAR!


OH MY LORDY LORD I'VE EATEN TOO MUCH SUGAR TODAY I THINK I MIGHT BURST.

Tuesday, 6 October 2009

Black/White



I've been playing around with some wigs this afternoon. Got a job working the cloakroom at a 'goth erotic masquerade' party on Saturday...must dress appropriately...

Saturday, 3 October 2009

Intergalactic Aztec Voodoo Rif-Raf - T-SHIRT OBSESSION




My favourites from Blood is the New Black.

I was helping my flatmate sort out her wardrobe last night and noticed how many t-shirts she's got. Got me thinking about how much I used to LOVE wearing them, and now I have hardly any. Gotta get me some more.

Monday, 28 September 2009

Long Time



I'm desperately in love with this jacket (and those jeans actually) from NOIROHIO Vintage on E-bay. Here's her blog too, she has some incredible things.

MASSIVE LET DOWN!

I've had a peculiar 24 hours...I went to bed last night buzzing with excitement about my shopping trip today, couldn't sleep so had to take two Tylenol PMs which gave me a weird high. Eventually fell asleep and dreamt about my father taking me for a walk and introducing me to a tiny African child and his sister, who I ended up saving from poverty and abuse. Woke up to NO student loan in my account, thus cancelling my much anticipated shopping trip. Found out from mother that my dream indicated something bad was going to happen...she also told me that she spoke to my father today, told him about my dream, and he said that strangely enough his kid said, "Daddy do you know where that plane is going? It's going to Africa to help little children..."
Coincidences are weird.
This is the hotel my boyfriend and I were planning to stay at tomorrow night, and now can't because I have no monies. I AM DISAPPOINTED BEYOND BELIEF.

Saturday, 26 September 2009

MILLIONS of TRINKETS



Getting some monies soooon....I need a new look, and some retail-therapy....time for RE-CREATION! (Hah, great pun Marina...)

Sunday, 20 September 2009

Intracranial Hypotension


WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON INSIDE MY BRAIN?! WHY DO I FEEL SO STRANGE?!

Friday, 18 September 2009

I AM A MAYAN PRIESTESS




I decided to paint my face today, and it became somewhat of a cause-effect situation so I carried on painting and dressing up and ended up making my flatmate take photos.
I'm going to London Fashion Week tomorrow to see John Rocha and Osman Yousefzada, hopefully I'll be allowed to take some snaps. Happy Weekend! x

Я такая, как есть



Я такая, как есть, я не буду другой,
Я такая, как есть, я останусь такой.
Я наивна бываю, бываю- вредна,
Но, такая, как есть, я умею любить.
Кто увидит меня, тот не сможет забыть.
Я умею ласкать, но умею и бить.
Я умею спать и умею губить.
Я такая, как есть, я похожа на страсть.
Строя жизнь, я себя успеваю ломать.
Я немного грущу, я немного смеюсь.
Я бесстрашна бываю, но я и боюсь.
Я такая, как есть, я люблю помогать.
Но бывает, что я не могу не кричать.
Я бываю вольна, я бываю одна.
Пылкой быть я могу, а потом- холодна.
Я такая, как есть, я не стану иной.
Я немного поплачу у вас за спиной.
Вытру слезы и мило в ответ улыбнусь.
И такой, как я есть, к вам опять повернусь!

Tuesday, 8 September 2009

CAN YOU DIG IT?




Went to Secret Cinema last week. They were showing The Warriors on a big outdoor screen in London Fields.

Don't Hunt Me





From bornfromblue's photostream. Love it.

Monday, 7 September 2009

Марина Цветаева

Мне нравится, что вы больны не мной,
Мне нравится, что я больна не вами,
Что никогда тяжелый шар земной
Не уплывет под нашими ногами.
Мне нравится, что можно быть смешной -
Распущенной - и не играть словами,
И не краснеть удушливой волной,
Слегка соприкоснувшись рукавами.

Мне нравится еще, что вы при мне
Спокойно обнимаете другую,
Не прочите мне в адовом огне
Гореть за то, что я не вас целую.
Что имя нежное мое, мой нежный, не
Упоминаете ни днем, ни ночью - всуе...
Что никогда в церковной тишине
Не пропоют над нами: аллилуйя!

Спасибо вам и сердцем и рукой
За то, что вы меня - не зная сами! -
Так любите: за мой ночной покой,
За редкость встреч закатными часами,
За наши не-гулянья под луной,
За солнце, не у нас над головами,-
За то, что вы больны - увы! - не мной,
За то, что я больна - увы! - не вами!

Sunday, 6 September 2009

Inferno


I'm so in love with this camera setting on my Canon 400D. Perhaps I should stop using it so much, but the effects are soooo awesome, I can't help it!
Inferno at the Electric Ballroom was incredible. I am amazed at the amount of detail goth girls put into their looks. They are literally like works of art, totally beautiful in their own strange and wonderful way. And goth men are even more exquisite. Next time, I am going to meet a tall, dark and mysterious stranger who will call me 'bleak and beautiful', write me notes on bone parchment paper, send me bouquets of black roses and invite me to his Scottish manor with an indoor garden and spiral staircase....
(Getting a little carried away, sorry...)

Take me back






Back from France now. Everything seems to have lost its glow, nothing seems as lovely and beautiful anymore. The magic has gone. Everything has become too real and serious.