I know I usually do the accessories, but lately its just been a leather jacket and a Longchamp bag type of affair, but its always worth throwing on something a little bit glam in case the day gets a little bit less busy eh? 

These three have been my faves this month, all from good ole Motel, enjoy x

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makes you wonder how much they had to pay to licence these though, right?

Came across these on Juxtapoz earlier… There were a few more but these are the ones I really liked. Wish we had these movements in London, guess we have to wait a few years, like we had to wait to have an actual music scene.

Today was a very tough day, interesting but tough… On my way home I was thinking about relationships and the changes we go through to finally “do the right thing” and settle down. Don’t get me wrong, at 26 I would love nothing more than to meet “the one” but I couldn’t help wondering where the concept came from in the first place… We live our lives creating all these rules and structures of how we are going to live out lives, f*ck really? We want our partners to do this and not do that, to go here and not go there… Are we potentially just creating unnecessary barriers that are going to destroy our love? Why do we do this to ourselves? Why do we put ourselves in these vulnerable positions in the name of someone’s love? I often wish I was born in the 60s, as dating was very different in the 70’s and early 80’s, where I come from it was anyway… I’m faced with so many questions tonight, and I’m surprised I haven’t really shown emotion up until a few minutes ago… F*ck!!!!!!!!!!!! I guess all I really want to say is that we all want to be stood next to our match at the end of that isle, and forcing people into unnecessary situations may guarantee you a few years of temporary happiness, but it f*cks so much up for others. Losing someone that meant so much to me isn’t something I’m in a hurry to experience again.

Do I wish it was me?

Did I want you to call?

Do I think you’re a coward? 

Do I want to say no?

Did it all even happen?

Was the whole thing a lie?

Do I want to forget it?

Did a part of me die? 

jayarrarr:

I love you. 
           (she said)
How much?
              (he said)
I love you more than sand.
                                   (she said)
That makes no fucking sense.
          (he said)
Have you tried to count
            all the grains of sand
                        on all the shores
                                      of all the world?
         (she said)

Touché.
     (he said) 
But I love you more.
              (he said)
Explain.
   (she said)
I love you more than atoms.
              (he said)

Fuck you.
      (she said)