The Boy
Awesome window displays
The girls too far away
Swedish House ft. Tinie Tempah
Because it reminds me of Ibiza
This website
www.postsecret.com
Tuesday, 25 January 2011
Today I love . . .
Awesome window displays
The girls too far away
Swedish House ft. Tinie Tempah
Because it reminds me of Ibiza
This website
www.postsecret.com
Thursday, 20 January 2011
A Sea Of Maybe
Screaming, crying, shouting - none of these stop the weight of panic
So instead I lay there, like fog the panic wraps itself around me, blurs my vision and in reality my thoughts.
I call it claustrophobia, I name it paranoia but its definition is fear.
I fear being left.
I fear being hurt.
In my dreams the fear manifests itself - nightmares, believable stories.
I fear waking up.
Will I return to the living and be a witness to it all crashing down around me?
Will I wake and be starting all over again?
I panic, overanalyse, I think about what I would feel if everything went wrong, how would I cope?
Then the panic releases its hold, the fear creeps back into its hiding place.
When I fall in love it is as far as you can fall
My family mean everything to me
Christmas is my favourite time of year - I adore everything about it
I have the best group of girls you will ever find
I have a spectacularly bad sense of direction
I am obsessed with shoes and handbags
I hate my indecisiveness
I know how incredibly lucky I am
I think about things, then I think about them again and again and again
I need constant reassurance on pretty much everything that I do
I will protect and fight for anything I believe in
"Some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end
life is about not knowing
dealing with change
taking the moment and making the best of it
without knowing what is going to happen next"
So instead I lay there, like fog the panic wraps itself around me, blurs my vision and in reality my thoughts.
I call it claustrophobia, I name it paranoia but its definition is fear.
I fear being left.
I fear being hurt.
In my dreams the fear manifests itself - nightmares, believable stories.
I fear waking up.
Will I return to the living and be a witness to it all crashing down around me?
Will I wake and be starting all over again?
I panic, overanalyse, I think about what I would feel if everything went wrong, how would I cope?
Then the panic releases its hold, the fear creeps back into its hiding place.
When I fall in love it is as far as you can fall
My family mean everything to me
Christmas is my favourite time of year - I adore everything about it
I have the best group of girls you will ever find
I have a spectacularly bad sense of direction
I am obsessed with shoes and handbags
I hate my indecisiveness
I know how incredibly lucky I am
I think about things, then I think about them again and again and again
I need constant reassurance on pretty much everything that I do
I will protect and fight for anything I believe in
"Some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end
life is about not knowing
dealing with change
taking the moment and making the best of it
without knowing what is going to happen next"
Tuesday, 18 January 2011
Upon Us A Little Rain Must Fall
Rain rain go away
Come again another day
Little Lauren wants to play
You are keeping her at bay
She just wants to pop to Cartier
And maybe say hello to MaxMara
Rain rain, I wish you'd be gone forever!
Come again another day
Little Lauren wants to play
You are keeping her at bay
She just wants to pop to Cartier
And maybe say hello to MaxMara
Rain rain, I wish you'd be gone forever!
Black and White
The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart
Photographs are those memories we want to be alive forever
Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, it has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening. - Coco Chanel
In all this chaos we found safety
Every once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairytale . . .
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