Happy days

A belated happy 1st birthday to Bow Peep!

Well done Leila on all your success, I'm sure there's much more to come!

xx

Win.

Game of Thrones Season 2 is finally coming out April 1st!

If you're not excited, then you need to watch this trailer.

 Game of Thrones + Florence and the Machine makes me a very happy girl.

xx

Sunday.

(Courtesy of the amazing Lizzy Stewart)

Beginner

Really needed to read this this week. It's so frustrating when the ideas in your head just don't translate.

Good to know I'm not alone!

x

Lana

So in love with this woman. Her style, voice, lyrics, everything.

Watch the video below, it's my favourite...

xxx

Happy Valentines

Happy V-day my dear ones.

Bla bla bla it's commercial crap, but so is pretty much every other day, so why not enjoy this one? :)

Maybe you've found the love of your life. Maybe you're waiting. Maybe you've just been given the biggest satin teddy bear ever made. Maybe the only person to give you a valentine is your mom. Maybe you're hanging onto high expectations, but also hope. Maybe your heart's broken up into a million little pieces and you may or may not assault a happy couple today. Maybe the love of your life, for now, is just you.

Whatever it may be, have a good V-day.

xxx

(My current relationship status)

My favourite author

“He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was, happy. And during the course of each day his heart would descend from his chest into his stomach. By early afternoon he was overcome by the feeling that nothing was right, or nothing was right for him, and by the desire to be alone. By evening he was fulfilled: alone in the magnitude of his grief, alone in his aimless guilt, alone even in his loneliness. I am not sad, he would repeat to himself over and over, I am not sad. As if he might one day convince himself. Or fool himself. Or convince others--the only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad. I am not sad. I am not sad. Because his life had unlimited potential for happiness, insofar as it was an empty white room. He would fall asleep with his heart at the foot of his bed, like some domesticated animal that was no part of him at all. And each morning he would wake with it again in the cupboard of his rib cage, having become a little heavier, a little weaker, but still pumping. And by the midafternoon he was again overcome with the desire to be somewhere else, someone else, someone else somewhere else. I am not sad.” 


- Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated