A Truly Indulgent Blog

Some of my favourite shoes!

Red houndstooth pumps which I am living in at the mo:


I love these plain pumps the indie kids are wearing nowadays... I have em in black and white!


Sweet patent pink pumps that a much-loved friend got me for my birthday last year:

Pink leopard-print TUK creepers:


Ironfist fifties style heels with skull print in the inside lining:

Gold sneakers? Nuff said.


Flamingos! Vans bought for me by the Mothership in a rare display of fashion savvy (she bought the whole family Crocs once... not as a joke)



Kitty shoes that killed my feet at Give It A Name last year:


And finally, every girl needs some smart black heels... even if mine do come with skull tattoos.


I'd be lying if I said that that is the extent of my shoe collection... maybe more to come!
xx

Woo! I am having the best time at the moment. I don't have a job (well, only on weekends and its too fun to be a real job) but somehow am making ends meet and having the awesomest time. I have cool friends who like the same stuff I do, and like to go to the same places, and don't care about how you dress or what crazy colour your hair is, and we have a blast.

I was considering just getting the first shitty sales job that came my way, the money's quite good for graduates and I was looking at a b2b job at about 20k but I know I'd hate the job... so I am going to potter about and do my writing, my photography and music stuff and just see what happens. If I get into dire straits I can always reach for the shitty sales job. My parents will not be happy, but when are parents, ever?

x

Looking for a photographer from Halifax called Azure-something; they knew me on here when I was Captain Roberts, I am a friend of Gens
see, proof! :



It is raining and miserable outside and I have a wicked hangover from £2 cocktails last night. I started with somethign that had Jim Bean, cherry liquer and coke, (argh I just accidently typed cock instead, what does that say about me!) and then stuck to Milli Vanilli (Gen's sharp observation: "Yes it does taste like somebody miming") which was dark rum (mmm) galliano and coke....I had about ten I think.

Also went to see that Wanted film, boyf was gutted cos he really really wanted to go but was at work. He met us at the cocktail place to walk me home and I spent the entire journey describing the plot, and, mainly, Angelina's butt. Mmm.

December huh? What a slacker.
Since then I have finished my degree, worked for Front Magazine as Workie Scum, the mothership has married, my boyfriend's crazy sisters have each taken an overdose, I have new tattoos and I went blond....

Chrismas piccys

And me at work! (i am the blur!)

Heyyyyyylo
It's again been a while. I tell you what kiddies writing a dissertation will kill your social life dead. And then spit on its grave.
Talking of which winter sucks because all the old people die. I have been to too many funerals these last couple months. If I sounds flippant I don't mean to, I have just been going through a lot recently and I deal by making jokes.
In better news, the Mothership is getting married in April so I am going to be a bridesmaid and wear a big poofy dress. However I have promised as a wedding gift not to get any more tattoos til then....and then I managed to score free tickets to next year's Tattoo Convention in Manchester in March... argh!

It's been toooo long.

Uni has been crazy- I have been writing for the student paper, publishing an anthology, arranging naked photoshoots for a charity calendar, and writing my dissertation...and occasionally going to the odd lecture.
It was only when my credit card got charged again for my second year here that I thought "Hmm, it's been a while."

How is everyone?????

Ha ha ha ha ha





Crocs are dumb

A high school stylee whinge.

So my housemate is copying me. Argh how lame does that sound?
But its beginning to get a little scary. She buys similar clothes (usually cheaper I gleefully point out) has similar and some of the same tattoos (just the really generic ones I have like a star on my back)

And if I point out something I like in a shop, chances are she'll be buying it. (I am a student, she is in full time work so is much richer than me and often buys things I am saving up for because she can afford them then & there.)


Other friends have pointed the whole copying thing out to me, and I haven't let it bother me but she just got a rather large paycheck and appears to be on a one woman mission to become a mini-me.


In the past I have tried to use humour and brush it off or take it as a compliment but people are starting to comment on it, and it's getting downright weird.

Any advice sweeties? Apart from obviously shaving my head and getting a tattoo of Papa Smurf shagging Smurfette on MY FACE!

My tattoos are nearly healed.



this is not my real smile. See how uncomfortable I am having my picture taken...I'd never make a Suicide Girl!