[One Very Romantic Soul]

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The town re-named 'Rain', Scotland, United Kingdom
[I am a Scottish teenager who hates haggis and does not have ginger hair. I have brown curly hair that is extremely unruly and seems to think it has to always be covering my face. I have a nose that is too long to match the rest of my face and teeth that are wonky but don't need braces. I can't click my fingers, whistle or find my heartbeat with a stethascope in Physics. You can read my face like a book at times, and you may not even want to look at my face on other days. People call me cute. I write my essays in pink biro and Bill Shakespeare is my homeboy]

[To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss]

[To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss]
"In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different"

Coco Chanel

Sunday 30 November 2008

The Last Post of November

When I was in All Saints the other day, while doing some retail therapy with H I, I came across the most gorgeous, what I would like to call, pinafore. Simple, light material, we were both entranced by it. It also comes in white, khaki and cocomotion.
While looking on www.allsaints.com I found another dress which I would die for as well. I love the styling of this one as it is signature All Saints. The hitch detail found in this dress is always in All Saints and I absolutely adore it. A little grunge but very desirable.


I am not too keen on the prices though. I have given up on even thinking about the day I will walk out of my local branch clutching the All Saints bag with my latest staple in it. Why is life so unfair...?
Sorry about the rubbish pictures by the way =)

Friday 28 November 2008

If I Had £11...

Well, my music listening exam, my last one!, was cancelled today so me and H I went to Starbucks for hot chocolate seeing as it is so damned cold these days and then dress shopping in Primark. Sadly, the dress selection in Primark was not that great so I bought the most adorable skirt instead and...it was only 11 quid!
I will be wearing it to my birthday bash tomorrow night and I will have lots to tell you on Sunday referring the new gossip and any fashion items I will be stocked up on! See you then!
Top (long sleeves): Uniqlo
Cardigan: H&M
Scarf: From G C as a holiday present

Tuesday 25 November 2008

Extract From My Diary: May 2008

I was in the middle of the Pyrenees mountains, in the north of Spain. T G was back in Scotland on work experience, so why did I want him then. When I was most far away from him? I broke down in my room and it killed me. I sobbed to H I about how I still like him and my stomach is taking it's time to untie. 'I want him!' How can I want him though? I barely know him, all I know is that he is an amazing singer/actor/musician. Isn't that what every girl wants? To love someone with talents? Well, I certainly do, but only one talented boy. T G.

Sunday 23 November 2008

Now That's What I Call A Bag, Part 1: A Fashion Fix



I bought this bag at the most adorable little shop just down from the Leaning Tower of Pisa in Italy during the summer holidays. I managed to break the zip when I took it to school so it is a strictly weekend only bag. You have got to love it though. It it Vogue, Audrey Hepburn and a bag, in one!


I'm Dreaming of a White Christ...November?

Well, I was reading Demi's blog, Fashionably Early the other day and found a very deep post about anit-bullying. Have a little look at it!http://fashionablyearlyalways.blogspot.com/2008/11/treat-people-how-you-would-like-to-be.html

Elsewhere, my little world has been completely submerged in snow!
So I am going to have to start getting wrapped up very well for the cold months ahead of me, something I am not very good at. This is going to be a very long winter.
=0x

Friday 21 November 2008

Extract from My Diary: March 2008

When I first looked at T G I though my heart was going to fall out my but. It was beating so fast and seemed so heavy. My stomach twisted itself into a knot which would stay fast for a very long time, giving me a constant feeling of nausea and sickness. My head started to throb violently, but yet in a good way. I felt a little dizzy but in pain. I was in seventh heaven. Looking up at his 6"2 figure, he was gorgeous in the most unlikely way. He had longish black curly hair, thin face and big, caring eyes, that had an essence of fear in them. Probably because I was wearing bright yellow jeans. But I knew what I way feeling. This was my first love.

Tuesday 18 November 2008

The Joys a Skirt Can Bring: A Fashion Fix



About a month and a half ago, my need for a new school skirt became extremely dire, so my mum escorted me to Topshop to see what we could find as my Red Herring one was looking a bit worse for wear. We came across a flannel tulip shaped skirt, priced a £35,a little expensive you might think for a school skirt. But when I am up against the people sporting Warehouse and Dorothy Perkins, it is very normal to have a little of expense on your bottom half. But this became more than a school skirt. I have taken to wearing my Red Herring one at school sometimes again so I don't look unhygienic when I wear the Topshop one at the weekend.



Shirt: M&S (do not buy them, they are hideous!)
Tank top: Topshop




T-shirt (long sleeves) and cardigan: Uniqlo
Scarf: Oasis

Sunday 16 November 2008

Replay

Okay. I blogged very briefly about a year ago. Then I sort of forgot about it but I am ready to give it another go. I combine fashion with deep emotion and insignificant 'light bulb moments' where I am laughing my face off them screaming at someone for offering me a tic tac. I am searching for true fashion icons and insparations. I want to become as well known as Jane Austen and Shakespeare and known for writing beautiful and everlasting words. If I can't do that, I will get a job in All Saints.