Sunday 28 February 2010

GG

DOES SHE THINK SHE'S GOSSIP GIRL
to some-one who used to be innocent to some-one who is screwing other people's guys in public bathrooms. And then posts on face book that her best friend is a slag?! Seriously, if only people knew the crap you made, if only people knew the things you say. Tut-tut little girl, you're never going to grow up.

SUMMER (L)

I LOVE IT
the summer feeling. I'm in it, the summer feeling. My fragrances are all fruity and I'm snacking on peaches, I'm thinking about 'my outfit' the outfit I'll be stuck in for all summer. Like last year I was wearing a range of boy swim shorts and a white tank. And the classic white canvas or flip flops. This year, I'm going for a flowing shirt and faded blue denim shorts and a pair of worn leather short boots, with the tongue flipped out. The image in my head is great, I hope your imagination is working the same path as mine.
I suppose thinking of the sun makes you in a summer mood, I'm venturing to the sunshine state three weeks today, and I plan on tanning, and not do as this song says (the song being 'sleep all day - jason mraz') I plan on having action packed days, and work on me. My skin, weight, and the curls and natural waves of my hair. While reclining in a chair next to the pool reading a magazine making me wish for cocoa beach.
And no doubt I'll be slipping a smoothie, and yet another smoothie when I head to St. Cloud and Cocoa Beach. Still working on my tan in my short shorts and those boots if I get them, to be fair maybe the boots will be more 'England's Summer' which for the weeks I'm here stretch to a gorgeous spring day. Because leather is sweaty and on those American beaches that just wouldn't be practical.
I'm going to Spain, and yesterday when I bought some perfume G from Gwen Stafani's Harijuki collection - the summer one ofcorse, matches my Spain scent, from the mandarin top and the dry vanilla scent over it. Hum, stunning (for a scent anyway).
All this thought has came from single thoughts of the sun and listening to a song this morning, 'Remedy (I won't worry) - Jason Mraz' has put me in a good mood this fine damp day to this of the sun. Well lets evaluate it, no it made me think happy and I suppose the sun makes me happy, because it brings out my freckles. To be quite frank, with out my smile and freckles I think I'd be really ugly. So I feel pleasured to have this. Along with my apricot beige skin. :)
I think I'd love life a little more if I could get a pedicure and a manicure (for the nails I will grow) just before summer. I'm not really this kind of girl, well my 'this kind of girl' I mean, some-one who wants manicure's and pedicure's, hair did and all that yada. I just think I'd look pretty, and make my look come to full potential.
I'm not vain, just. We've been through this before. I like summer. I'm a Nylon Girl, who likes summer. Thats a good thing. Summer's good, kind of bad if you are where I am in England. Or England in general, I suppose sun isn't our thing, but as soon as we get it there are the limited few who actually go into the sun. The rest of us; well we sit in the shade created by a parasol with an iced-lemonade with a straw and admire the sun. And when it comes to time when man is fed up of his wife's food he'll cook a BBQ, and although it's only risen to like 20 degree's we pretend we're in Ibiza and still put on factor 50 sun tan lotion.
Unless you're me - ofcorse. And burn and then tan. So we let our selves burn. All's good when a tan comes around :)
I know have a fake light on and a vanilla slice has been set out for me, which reminds me of the vanilla in my perfume, and as it's at the side where my clock is I really should start some maths revision. Even though I'd rather write about the sun that ace my GCSE.

Saturday 27 February 2010

LETS TALK FRUIT

AND THEN I FOUND MY SELF INDULGING IN PEACHES
I'd just had some cereal, coco-pops if you were wondering, and then I went over to the cupboard and I some them a tin of morrisons peaches, pulled the tab got a fork put in a bowl. I was indulging in peaches. I don't eat allot of fruit, but lately I've been feasting on strawberries (it's all I eat when I'm ill, along with drinking lucozade), I enjoy the occasion kiwi, and pineapple is a lovely treat while in a bus. But other then that, I don't eat allot of fruit.
When I'm in America, I'd say the blender is my home-boy. I'm none stop putting ice-cubes and banana's, mango's, pineapple and all other fruits in it. It's some thriving type of smoothie to have in the morning. And smoothies in America make my day. :)
I used to shove in my smoothies, milk and ice-cream by gallon load, and now I'm settling for the bucket of crushed ice, resulting in crunchier and cooler drink. It's delicious. I really should open up my own smoothie house.
But it wouldn't beat the one down at the loop, less than 200kcals in a smoothie! Fantastic! Great breakfast there, they do all kinds of healthy foods, from sandwiches, fajitas and salads. It's a dream little place. Next to a shop which has the most gorgeous fruit fragrances. Which reminds me, I need to go spritzer my hair. :)

Friday 26 February 2010

NYLON

MY FAVORITE MAGAZINE IS NYLON
I think I'm going to do an art project on it. I've done allot of project's but Nylon, I'd put my heart and soul into.
I decorate my walls with the words it uses, and phrases like: 'girls will be boys' and 'ice ice baby' to celebrate the first Nylon magazine of 2009 with Lily Allen who grazed the cover.
It takes me up to 4 hours to read the whole magazine, because I take in all the detail. And still by the end I forget because I'm blown away with the cover interview which is at the back.
I'm simply amazed by the art, the music, radar, culture of the single editor who made the magazine. I want to take up a column on the magazine, weather it's the music or the cinema section. Beauty or fashion (though preferably fashion), I'd do it.
Oh, and the dior phone last issue. I heart, I'd buy. If only it wasn't $14,000 dollars.
I'D PAY ALOT OF MONEY FOR A BAG, BECAUSE IT'S ESSENTIAL
along with shoes, glasses, t-shirts, jackets, necklaces.
Anything but scarfs. In italy, I was shopping and saw a scarf for 140E, it's the same design which you could get from a Primark place. If I was loaded I still wouldn't do it I don't think so anyway, if it was a special brand I still wouldn't. I'm a designer girl. But I know my way to what's the right price to pay.

nice is an under estimated word

There is nothing better that you can do but be your self. It's the advice for life really. I find allot of people don't be there self. And it's not good. You should always say if you have something on your mind, but you should know when to stop.
You always should say your point to be your self.
The hardest part is finding you, completely.
It makes me sound like a monk the way I post things about how you need to find your self, but it's the things I've been having on my mind. I think I'm quite an innocent person, I know when to let my hair down and stuff. It's hard to say how you are, and how to describe your self to a stranger. Because they need to make there own opinion about you.
I'd say I'm quite nice.
Thats not a vain though. It's not vain to say you're nice. Nice is a very under estimated statement which is Bela in Spanish.
I have big glasses which are Gio-Gio, although my hair is dark brown not black, they blend in pretty well, they sit on my nose and slip down allot around them I have freckles like paint splats which decorate my face. My smile is big and I have the odd gaps, nothing big but I still notice them they're quirky. Like me. Thats an insight to my face. Oh I have a sweeping side fringe and it's smooth.
Ta'da

being a geek pays off

My writing skills are failing. Bad.
I recently got my English book back, and we've been doing all this stuff about Jane Eyre and Charles Dickens 'Great Expectations' and I was okay at some of it. But I just pee in the wrong place.
Odd statement if you don't know what I mean. Pee - Point Evidence Explain. I really need to improve. I want to be a journalist, and even though writing about classics isn't my total thing I want to write about in my future career it wouldn't be a bad thing to ace my paper. It's not good, not good at all. I need to improve some of my skills.
I might actually ask for some extra work. You might think geek, but I really want this. Plus, who would think geek, no-one reads this. Just me, but maybe one day when I'm an awesome fashion journalist people will look at this and say:
'being a geek pays off'

Thursday 25 February 2010

DANG, I feel like a traitor for not being on here in such a time.
I've been so busy, gcse's and skiing and stuff. Mainly because I'm more then cool. I'm pretty legendary.
Well, skiing lets start with that...
I went skiing with school, got some year 11 friends, beast eh? and some collage ones ;)
I've got close with this person called Alice, she is pretty cool to be honest. And I've been greeted by a very hot year eleven himself, but tbh I know secrets about him, funny ones at that ;)
I had a great time skiing, I really did. I've got close to some people in my own year there as well. And I've talked to them allot since we got back, and this resulted in me not really talking to my best friends. I suppose I'm more reliable to my self, meaning I know I ahve other friends apart from them now. Doesn't mean I don't love them to bits or what not. :) I do I do. But ya'll know ;)

Monday 8 February 2010

I've wrote a letter.

I've wrote a letter to some-one youtube famous,
I wonder if he replies.
I've wrote a letter to some-one youtube famous,
He's names Damon, or D-Fizzy when in disguise.
He talks to his mom about llama sex,
and tells us how long he lies in.
He makes videos of him self,
If you don't like him live in a bin.

Thats how far my rhyming skills go to, they suck. It's terrible.
I'm listening in to a conversation my mom and sister are doing, we're on about shelves which we need for a room, and a bin we should get for Bulgaria.
Now black mailing. Conversation changes allot in our house, we're on one topic and the color of a t-shirt, or a word can change the conversation. This is mainly my fault, one word reminds me of a song. It's good, apart from when I annoy my sister. Thats not good, not good at all.

Friday 5 February 2010

I haven't done this in about a week :O

I haven't blogged in about a week, it's not good. I suppose blogging I was all up with it in the January blues, but now it's February :)
I'm going to blog to say about how I've suddenly become youtube obsessed because of possibly the person who I have the most in common with, she's one of my best friend, the other one being Jade (no I haven't forgotten about you because you've got swiney ;)) but me and Tyla have got close, and it's good. We laugh allot about youtube things and stuff. Like our personal favorite is IDEK 10, which if you haven't seen it's a must to go watch, you'll be hysterical.
Isn't that right Tyla? :L:L
I've become youtube obsessed, like with odd individuals, who sing, make jokes, and talk to there mom about if she would go gay for lady gaga. Thats what I'm talking about (Y)
It's good to relax at your friends drinking mocha's in penguin slippers, thats when you know you've got some-one you can confide in (Y)