I've moved on...
...to a different domain. Why, what were you thinking? The truth is, I just woke up one day and decided it's time for a change—a metamorphosis, if you will; or, in layman's terms, if Britney can shave her head, then maybe so can I? Nevertheless, it's been a rather handsome 10 years of talking to you, and thank you for putting up with all my moodswings and terrible dad jokes. Fear not! The hormonal imbalance and jokes are more terrible on CUBICLE, see you there.

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Leather Jacket Asos Top, Shoes Topshop Pants MNG Bag DIY studded on Vintage Scarf Fabric-cut

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Ellen noticed this while we were walking to get some grub the other day. To Holborn, 8 minutes; to Covent Garden, 1 minute; and to W/C 24 hours.

Very hormonal and underslept right now, if you sniff closer you may catch a whiff of bitchiness. I think I can barely take just about everything except hearing automatic music played in blogs where I rather close the tab/window than go look for the player that is always hidden in the vaguest of places. I think this may be a good time to be a graphic designer and write a list of things not-to-do in blogdesign. Stuff like what fonts to avoid, background colours or header heights. Of course with a bit of bitchiness sprinkled on top of it. At your service, soon.

My laziness has taken itself to the next level: 10 fingernails is just too many to cut.

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Jacket Vintage Fur Tshirt I Don’t Like Mondays Pants All Saints Shoes H&M Bag Pollini

That’s the most attention I’ll get from a dog, I’m afraid. Either that or object of desire. Oh I need me a clingy puppy that cleans its own poop and does my laundry.

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I won this little Paul & Joe eyeshadow+nailpolish set from a random-select giveaway at the delightful Luphia Loves… blog! (Thanks Tina!) These are the most pink items I’ve ever owned in my adult life, methinks. You see, I take Vitamin Awww in pills but I guess this could do for a natural healthy dose.

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Blazer Vintage Christian Dior through BlackLunaVintage
Zipper Top, bag Topshop Jeans Zara Shoes H&M

The blazer arrived, it’s le shizz. The shoulderpads are scaring children away but I think its all part of the fun, who doesn’t want to look buff like a rugby jockey? As friendly as I am with my scissors and diy tools, I won’t dare hacking into this beautiful piece for a shoulderbone operation – I’m quite sure it won’t disassemble as easy as IKEA furniture.

Guess what I got today.

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Topshop Unique Heels, Emma Cook Boots

Complete coincidence, I promise. Although starting to have doubts about that Saturday über-secret-tip –  how are they already sold out in stores if stock comes in tomorrow. Online warehouse should be a different case, hopefully they’ll be fully stocked tomorrow online. Fingers crossed for those on the lookout.

As I expected, the Topshop Unique Heels don’t fit me. I chose, with great reluctance may I say, to buy a UK5 because I can’t stand fingerwidth gap behind feet wearing big shoes – but this is just too small… I’ll be selling them in Park&Cubicle Bazaar soon, please feel free to want them and kill over them. That would make me very happy.

Oh yes, I hereby give everyone who reads this blog, permission to call me a deceitful scumbag if I declare I went shopping again this month.

Sweater, Pants Zara Tshirt H&M Shoes DIY Vintage Studded

I saw two pigeons giving eachother piggyback-rides today while passing a park in a bus. Strangely obscene.

PIEGON PORN, cover your eyes child. I wish I had whipped out my camera but the bus was in a race with a racing car, or something.

Yessss sorry, those boots AGAIN, but those are about the only pair of flat shoes I have for winter…

For some asking who takes the pictures, I enslave a piggy dictator called Ellen, and occasionally a tripod when she’s too busy bossing around her pig minions. Thanks Ellen <3

Sweater Vintage Silk Tunic, Bag Topshop Tights mytights.com Platformless-uncomfortable-as-butt-4-inch Boots Asos.com Skirt Dorothy Perkins

So my gas and electricity bills came. To tell the truth I have been naughty and kept the boiler running for hours and hours until I was sweating and turned on all the lights so my flat would look like some office supplies superstore (FLUORESCENT WHITE LIGHT). Except, when I opened the bills, trembling, I found out I happen to have CREDIT for low gas/electricity usage. I guess I don’t have to sell the landlord’s leather sofa after all.

The heels on those boots are so high that after dismount the Russian judge gave me a score of 8.6.