the great thing about burberry menswear shows is that they combine my three favourite things in life: clothes, music and men.
harvey newton haydon | next models | london ss 2014
i look at the left one and he looks so posh and then the right one and you alright babe
i don’t think i remember what i was like before i started to pretend i was an adult.
Not many things are quite as attractive as a young man effortlessly quoting The Great Gatsby…
So I had to pick up a present from Abercrombie & Fitch and I was procrastinating till earlier tonight… But I went to their 5th avenue store and there was a QUEUE outside. And I was like, yeah, never gonna happen, and walked past the store but then they started to let people in so I was rushing to the end of the queue thinking I’ll get in… Well, nope. But by that time there were people behind me so I tried my best to hide behind someone but the point is, I SPENT 5 SODDING MINUTES OF MY LIFE QUEUEING IN FRONT OF AN ABERCROMBIE STORE.
And the way I feel about this is… Hey, look, the last bits of my dignity! Aaaaaaaaand… yup, it’s all gone!
so this guy tried to chat me up last night and when we got to the point where he asked why am i alone on my birthday at an ed sheeran concert i may or may not have told him that my (non existent) boyfriend is stuck on the west coast without a passport to fly back to new york.
sometimes i scare the living hell out of myself.
so less then 24 hours before the courses start i finally decided to look for marketing related courses i wanna take this semester… and it went disastrous. at first pretty much all i found was hardcore basic courses like mathematics and microeconomics and that kind of shit but i just sighed and thought if this is what it takes then so be it. but the more time i spent doing my research the worse my mood got. i’m not saying i lost interest in this, i’m saying perhaps i have never had any? like, let’s face it, last year about this time when i was considering masters applications, i bought a few books at waterstone’s, fashion brands, fashion marketing, fashion pr… how many pages have i read? about 20. and haven’t opened two of the three books, not one single time. well the point is (and by now you should know there’s never a point when i’m rambling) i’m not even sure i’m academic material… i’m clearly not dumb enough to rule out high education as an option, but what if i’m the best photographer’s assistant who has ever lived and i’ll never know because i’m struggling to get a fucking BA hoping to get a masters degree in something i find slightly more fascinating? i probably seem a bit more desperate than i actually am, i just feel like i lost my ability to make decent life decisions a while ago and have no sodding idea how to get it back and it would be about time, about time to get it back. whatever.
I just edited a 3 min video in iMovie successfully and I’m very fucking proud of myself to be honest. Footage + pictures from my best friend’s birthday and our trip to Brighton the next day. Includes opening presents after midnight, the remains of a tequilapoly, a birthday brunch, blowing bubbles on Southbank, underwear dipping, amusement park adventures and all the good shit. Soundtrack is Ed Sheeran - Be Like You (which is epic because everything did brighten up indeed when we went to Brighton I took her along the Pier) and Ben Howard - Old Pine (which is also very epic, because the last bit of footage includes my bestie’s boyfriend literally flying, while Ben sings ‘free as the birds that fly with weightless souls’). Alright, truth to be told I probably suck at editing videos and this might as well be rubbish, but I spent so much time doing it I must be biased.
(congratulations, you just spent a valuable minute of your life reading about a video you’re never going to see)
looking at other people’s bucket lists, i’m a bit like… yep, been there, done that, check…
i think i should make my own, because according to others, my life must be (or must have been so far) pretty interesting, when in reality, i’m like… meh.
but then i’m not sure whether those things would make it to my bucket list, i mean, this empire state building at night and visit thailand kind of shit.
i’m being disrespectful i’m aware of that and if i seem like a spoiled little brat that is because i am, but i’m just trying to figure out what to do with my life okay, my list would probably include things you have already done at 15, well, assuming you’re over 15 already.