practically DYING without the newest issues of russh and oyster. also, i think it may be physically impossible to hold in all the excitement of seeing the temper trap on the twelfth of january. and is it just me, or are these photographs completely and utterly perfect? especially the gloves in photo #1.
currently doing an art project on andy warhol, and i think i've fallen in love with his art, in particular his polarioids. my current desire is to purchase a polaroid camera, along with lots and lots of film, and go around snapping everything and anything.
spent today with my best friend, hunting for vintage treasures. went to the pictures, found out the movie we wanted to see was playing at 4pm, when it was currently 1pm. wasted three hours buying bras, lollies, sushi and chips. enjoyed the movie paper heart immensly. picked some fresh flowers on my walk home. and now making my own bra, constructed of bits and pieces.