Gareth Pugh ss12

link.

Bunnies and food

Vivian needs to learn how to eat.

Awkward hands, SAY HI TO THEM.
No but really, what do people do with their hands in photos?

Out Getting Ribs

My gosh, how is this guy only 16? Practically a foetus.

I wish I had a good excuse for my absence, but I don't. Nothing much has happened. I did write a handwritten post a couple of days ago which I still haven't scanned up. In it I basically reiterate what everyone knows: I suck. A week after completing a uni assignment last minute is probably more than enough time for me to have recuperated from that ordeal. (Ordeal it was - what I wanted to do wasn't substantial enough so instead of 36 pages I had to watercolour 54.)

Hmm, I had written something before but it didn't seem to save. Ah that's right, I was waffling on about how I'm so lazy that even after tweaking my layout I neglect to change my header and so as a result, it's off centre. Does this say something about me? I'm sure it does.




I implore everyone to try 4 Pines' hef. Amazing.


I made some glow-in-the-dark jewellery and intend on making more.


Bought Pink Dusk for Jenny (split with Jane because these cost an arm, a leg and an organ). Of course, this isn't her tube.
Words cannot begin to express how much I love Ivania Carpio of Love Aesthetics. You could say that I copied her (in particular this post). Imitation is the best form of flattery, AMIRITE? Who am I kidding, I could never even compare to her.


Yes, it's the same colour.


I bought this mens xxxl shirt ages ago (I had intended to deconstruct it) but I never got around to it. I wasn't happy with the collar and the sleeves were way too low. So I hacked at them with scissors. Much more time efficient DIY imo.

Some of you eagle eyed people might think 'Surely it wasn't that time efficient if the first photo was taken in the morning and the latter one taken much later in the afternoon...'. There is a very simple explanation. I forgot to photograph it when I finished. Classic scatterbrained YY.
So there. The last three weeks poorly recounted through crummy photos and even crummier words.

Oh gosh, three weeks? I actually don't know how long it's been. I'm having a déjà vu moment right now. I'm sure I've typed something like this before.

Speaking of déjà, Deja Entendu is possibly one of the greatest albums ever recorded.