cakemix

well...if you know me then you know that absence does NOT make the heart grow fonder.

and it's not like i was out looking for someone else - in fact, i was dressed as a boy and was in bristol for a whole weekend but nothin but the clothes on my back and a bad ass pair of donnakaransunglasses. i was only going to check out shit hot video people,some digital shit, and that band rae - which are fucking amaxing by the way - go check out their page.

i was so going for a skanky girlie weekend that i even let my bikini trim go an extraday...which again if you know me you know this NEVER happens. but i was so sure it was going to be a down and dirty pink wine rum cocktail girlie crochet crafty weekend that i didn't mind (altho it does itch a bit when more than a few mm...).

so had a beer and jumped on the train with my lovely accountant and off we went. i got to bristol around 9pm and caught sets that i wanted to see altho i'm stil not getting what is cool about the whole silent disco thingy...cherry cakemix needs to feel the bass!!! and i scored a lovely furry hood snood scarf from sewthatjazz while yarnbombing their stall with an aum.

but that isn't the only aum i left behind...

i made a special rag one for someone, a special someone who has lifted my spirit and my soul and made me happier than i have been in absolute ages. i'm gushy and giddy and clumsy with lust...its absolutely fucking great...so great that it could be scary, but i'm just going to relax into it and let it happen.

and meet them when they get off the train in london on thursday night!