Guess who is back? Yes, it I, Precious. I have decided to resuscitate what is left of my blog to inform you on my new venture. For those of you do not have me on Twitter or Facebook, I will be taking Gap Year to Rwanda. To do what? To do voluntary work. I will be going with a charity, called Project Trust, to teach in English in a primary school for a year and I want you to come with me (virtually) ! I am so excited. Please come back within the next few days, I will give you a lot more information on what is going on and also be uploading a video on Friday eveing. See you Soon.
"Life is a gift, and it offers us the privilege, opportunity, and responsibility to give something back by becoming more." - Tony Robbins
Okay, let us go back to a time where worries were exposed through song and smiling was as fashionable as not smiling. The 60s. I know I did not exist in this time, but I feel like I miss it so much! As I go through songs, pictures and videos from this time I almost feel a sense of nostalgia. This period was made for me. Stand By Me by Ben E King really lifted my mood and took me to my happy place today. I know I sound slightly crazy when I say that, but this weekend did not go according to plan, leaving me sitting at home alone doing unfinished work, sulking about Andy Murray losing and searching for my camera usb (which explains the dearth of my original photos).
Yesterday I went to a festival not knowing that I needed someone over the age of 18 to get in. So my friends and I casually strolled in to be shunned back home. This left me very depressed and feeling like I had wasted what could have been an excited weekend. If anyone has a time machine, please let me know so that I can go to a happier time. I would not mind a younger me, but I would much prefer if you plopped me in the 60s and left me there. Maybe Ben would not mind taking me as his daughter. What do you think? 60s?
I love Dr Martens. I have always loved them, but their growing popularity amongst pretty much every teenager has stopped me from getting them. I recently bought similar shoes from a different brand called Shellys [ you may have seen them in my Hackney Weekend post]. I'll post up the photos very soon. So what do you think? If you love something, but getting it goes against your morals would you go for it? Let me know.
My house does not have to be big, but it must be vintage. There is nothing more important to be than having a vintage interior design in my house when I grow. My parents have kept our house modern and fresh. It certainly fits in with the time we are in, but I want my house to look old. I like it old. So old that nearly every item is double my age or at least looks it.
Photos curtesy of www.codeforsomething.com and theberry.com
As you can see from this photo, I am not the only person adding paisley to their wardrobe. I may have been one of few wearing paisley at Radio 1's festival, but it was a fashion staple on the catwalk this S/S. I was told that a paisley covered items of clothing screamed 'I should be in bed', but that person was wrong, it screams 'I shouldn't be caught dead without it'.
Hackney Weekend was definitely what I needed after the exams. The crazy atmosphere bolstered the perfect mix of indie, rock and pop which left me wanting more. I spent the next day tapping to my favourite tunes and explaining why I looked so tired or boasting as some would call it. On the other hand, the downside was the journey home as I didn't actually get back home until early the next day. I would do it again either way.
I wore Urban Outfitters shorts and top with h&m hoodie, Shellys shoes and Jack Wills gilet. The feathers in my hair was a present.
Not only has the name of this blog stole my heart, but her nails. Any person who knows me, also knows that I have a wide selection of pink nail varnish. Not because this is my favourite colour, but because I simply love it. My love from pink nail varnish stemmed from my love for vintage clothing; I feel like my clothes, which I am sure have been worn by a 70 year old when they were an adolescent screamed for something vibrant to be worn with it. I've never thought to wear a different shade on every nail, but this subtle and elegant transition from pink to orange has inspired me to be a little bit more fun with my nails varnish. Good bye crackles and glitter, hello pink, pink and other pink.
