wake me up from this poisoned apple

never too late for breakfast, stroll in the woods, glitter mess from my nails, planning outfits, animal print crazy, vintage lacoste ray of sunshine, getting started on the cocktails, feeling country, asos playsuit, quick wolf painting, flower power, asos delivery numero uno

sorry for the crappy quality, happened on upload. just a few quick snippets of what ive been up to. walking in the woods today i got lost in thoughts of nursery rhymes and fairytales. i wasnt snow white but i was lost in the forest, im not red riding hood but the wolves have got me, im no cinderella but i want the stilettos, i need a knight so put back on that armour, be my beast and il be your beauty. dont believe in fairytales, but you can make me believe in happily ever after.

she saw my comb over, her hourglass body

she had problems with drinking milk

and being school tardy

she'll loan you her toothbrush

she'll bartend you party

- kings of leon

glitter sniffer

glitter is the crack for fashion lovers, so ive decided to cover myself with it. starting with the fact i did my nails, so heres tutorial of how to go glitter tastic and do the same, go sparkle! below are your class a's of glitter nails, all your essential needs...

- paint your nails in your base coat, in my case almost black

- once dry paint just the tips of the nail in clear polish and leave for a second

- dip tip of nail in glitter/ sprinkle glitter on the tips, then shake off excess

- press down the shine and then add a cover of clear polish to secure

- repeat with another colour of glitter (optional)

- stick a small ball of blue tac onto a cocktailstick or sharp object

- use the blue tac to pick up small rhinestones/various sparkles/gems, chose scattered spots on the nails and press them on (i didnt bother with this today but normally do)

make up all over the pillow,

what went on? what went on?

what went on last night?

you look so sweet while you're dreaming

holding your bottle of tanger red

can't find your clothes from last evening

- rita ora

keeping you posted, literally

so following up my interview on friday, the school just sent me a letter. did i mention how much i love their old buildings, flat screen decked out gym and school crest engraved library? no? well i have now. anyway, letter says they wana meet mumma fox and then go ahead in regestering me for entry. lets get that booked.

get creative

couldnt sleep last night, so had the craziest dilemna once again of what to do. read? no thankyou. get back up, my duvet was waaay too comfy and i wouldve disturbed my sleeping bears (pictures of the cats soon to come) chain smoke? cancer. tweet, nope i forgot im not pretentious. vanilla latte, then i defitnely wouldnt sleep. anyway i settled my wooes with getting creative, wrote and drew. heres what i did.

birthday in 3 days, festive mood. anyway how il be celebrating other than going to manchester, bucks fizz for breakfast, full english breakfast -without the mushrooms, hash browns, tomatoes and beans, so not quite so full, get another peircing (itl be my sixth), have some cocktails that look nicer than they taste, wear my new asos deliverys and listen to alot of lana del rey. lets see how close i actually stick to this!

"ive lost what once i had found,
trapped in the lies that i drowned
now blind to what i could see,
heart breaking with every beat
getting high but staying low,
lost the words that used to flow
cold hands your touch turned warm,
struggling to take some form
whisky to take the edge off pain,
cigarette stubs and memories remain
half remembering your taste and smell,
trapped away in my brains prison cell
using rubbers to erase permanent ink,
never jumping toes at the brink
stretched in bed filling the space,
sketching the remainders of your face
crashing your car going too fast,
god never warned us heaven wont last
take what i can get from this love,
bandage my skin when it gets rough
glue the puzzle peices into a whole,
shit doesnt matter cause i love you doll
ripped tights and broken heels,
please make me fly just to feel
lights camera action time to shine,
lipstick fake smile, i am fine
submerge me in promises you wont keep,
you can sow and you know il reap"


- thats all i did last night, not sure where im going with it and if it is going anywhere at all, but yeah copyright that to me. its inspired, he said he doesnt believe in regrets but i regret to inform him that i do. fingers crossed for an early night tonight -

last week instants

painted my nails leopard, checked shirt, mum being a sweetie, crap quality, bell earrings, i have monochrome madness

add tights and voila, ldn fashion weekend junk, wrapped up, maxi flower skirt, ex-trousers soon to be diy-ed, working away (school application, fashion books, sketch, energy drink)

once burned, twice shy

too much of your light make me blind

i'd wait all night

but you left one too many times

- sun of a gun

london fashion weekend

game on collection; bikini, dress, shorts&&top

shopping, jasper conran collection, prim rose, glitter

sitting in a massive hoodie with my feet up and a red bull. yesterday was busy as hell, had my interview and tour at possible new boarding school - fyi loved it, so hope it went well. then it was off to london for the fashion weekend and dinner at toms kitchen. my feet are thinking heels were not a good idea. anyway i didnt love the shopping options there, but one 'rent-a-designer-dress' stood out to me. wearing stuff i couldnt normally afford? yes please! heres a few of my photos of the catwalk, i got majourly snap happy. apologies.

HF dress, finale, somerset house

primrose collection x2, at the catwalk, game on
theres the pick of the bunch, hope you enjoyed

dirty little secret

sneaking out at night,

she's dancing at the night club,

yeah, she got a fake ID,

and they'll never know she's 17.

- sky

london fashion weekend then drinks and dinner tomorow night and boarding school interview in the morning. going to be a busy day. photo opps for sure, well maybe not at the interview so much. in the meantime ive been doodling away, drawing beautiful people and beautiful clothes. heres twiggy, sky ferreria x2 and a random.

chose your last words

early night did not go to plan, so im riding high on a sugar buzz right now of lollipops and refreshers to keep me alive. seriously spend my whole life in a waiting room, 50 minutes later i find out im damned if i do and im damned if i dont. thought id share some of my drawing with you, they fill the spaces in my time right now. did this last night watching snooki and jwoww getting into bitch fights. thinking their anger got into the photo.

keep making me laugh
let’s go get high
the road is long, we carry on
try to have fun in the meantime

come on take a walk on the wild side
let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
you like your girls insane
-born to die

i get mine from, end of season

always been a fan of Marchesa, but their fall 2012 collection at new york fashion week completely took that fan status to obsession. the gold and silver detail that dripped off the models body gave me goosebumpys, and the flowering patterns that looked like it was growing up the dresses made me shiver. drooling over the expensive jewells thrown in there, the ballerina layered tutus and the rich popping colours.
marchesa nailed the perfect balance of sexy but sophisticated.

going to get out and dress sexy myself, seriously its good for you. screw the anti depressants, doctors should be prescribing playing dress up. (i do miss my old dress up trunk) the trick to dressing sexy? do it for you, not for the men. take some extra time infront of the mirror, get in your highest heels, tiniest dress and foxiest fur. draw a little attention to yourself and turn some heads, dont be afraid of what people will say cause they cant afford your shoes. girls just wanna have fun, so why not do it looking good?

you know what your bitch become when she put her weave in,
i just wanna sit that punch with your peeps and,
sit in that lunch if youre treatin
kick it with your bitch who come from parisian,
she know where i get mine from, end of season
- azealia banks, 212