Holy crumbs, guys. It's so hot I can't cope. I'm sweating like a peeg 
in my holed-up Selly Oak terrace. *fans self and looks despairingly out of the window.*
I took some practise-run set shots today. It went quite well. It takes a practise run because I'm requiring myself to take some nifty over-the-shoulder shots of myself reflecting in the mirror, (see Stormy in Missing You or Albertine in Antique Dress) and to throw some more gymnastic shapes than I've ever been used to, on top of an old peice of furnature.
Missy better appreciate it
in my holed-up Selly Oak terrace. *fans self and looks despairingly out of the window.*
I took some practise-run set shots today. It went quite well. It takes a practise run because I'm requiring myself to take some nifty over-the-shoulder shots of myself reflecting in the mirror, (see Stormy in Missing You or Albertine in Antique Dress) and to throw some more gymnastic shapes than I've ever been used to, on top of an old peice of furnature.
Missy better appreciate it