your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.
(The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski)

(I've been feeling exceptionally troubled of late, but a good friend pointed me to this poem. Thanks, friend, for the lift I needed.)


Right in front of you

I know it's going to be utter crap and they're going to ruin the characters, but there's just something about this poster, the ridiculous all-consuming passion that it indicates, like that photograph of the sailor kissing the nurse, the way the world has totally stopped around you while it goes rushing on at the same time. Everyone wants to have that kind of 'can't stop and stand properly on your two feet' kind of passionate love for someone, right?


Happiness on the bathroom wall

Someone had inscribed this on the bathroom wall of the end cubicle of the womens' toilets in Le Pain Quotidien on Great Malborough Street. Thanks to whoever did it. 

An ode to Molly

My esteemed blogger buddy The Glitterbird blogged recently about Pretty In Pink, a film that I had yet to see. I commented that people have told me I resemble Molly Ringwald, to which she replied that I pretty much am her. 
Given the ultimate coolness of the Ringwald, it's a pretty big compliment. But worryingly, it's very true, given Molly's back catalogue. 
In The Breakfast Club, she is the stubborn, bratty teenager who is doted on by her daddy, but despite her pretty little face is a secret wild child, kook and lover of bad boys. 
(Three things: 1. Judd Nelson looks like a parrot on crack, 2. Ally Sheedy is awesome, 3. I had no idea that the kid who plays Brian the nerd plays Jim the douche boyfriend in Edward Scissorhands!)

And then in one of my new favourite films of all time, Pretty In Pink, she's the surly misfit (who, as her principal notes, is giving out a vibe saying she doesn't want to fit in, so she doesn't) who wears weird clothes, loathes generic blondes and is friends with the strangest, yet coolest guy in the whole school. 
And then, completely improbably, she gets the most beautiful guy in school to blow off all his domineering friends to date her. Sigh. Only in a John Hughes film. 
But just because I can't be Molly Ringwald doesn't mean I can't channel looks from her classic repertoire. 
Some friends and I went to see Kevin Spacey (aka one of the greatest actors alive today) as Richard III yesterday, and as one of them pointed out, we were the only non-posh people there. She actually described me as dressing like I'd just left The Breakfast Club. 
As John Bender though...did I mention I love this jacket? 
And then earlier in the week I went for matchy-matchy kookiness. 
Yellow and grey is such a great combination. And with classic Molly makeup of dark eyes (hidden behind shades) and pink-brown lipstick. Adopt the open-mouth pout, doe-eyes and wear something a little bit mad. Congratulations - you're Molly.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to watch Pretty In Pink again.
PS As a commenter suggested, I've now revitalised my Formspring account. 


And I made it...

So there it is. 
Thank-you to Holly Woodcock and Kathryn Tate at Elle, along with the fabulous styling, hair and make-up team and the fabulous photographer. 
I've wanted to be on the pages of Elle ever since I fell in love with fashion, by any means necessary; writing, competition entry or even a reader model piece for one of the world's biggest hair brands. So thanks to all those involved for making the dream come true. 
A big two fingers up to anyone who ever picked on me based on my appearance and who made me have a crisis on confidence in the hairdresser's chair the other week. A big two fingers up to ever thinking I was just a girl with a boy's haircut. 
No matter how I change in the future, how fashion and beauty change, and whatever I end up doing with my hair, my skin and myself, I'll always have this.
Oh happy day.



I have been very quiet of late as work is mad busy, but I'm planning a killer post shortly and I just thought I'd quickly share this. 
Remember when I said I was shot for Elle? 
Well this is the cover of the issue that I'll be in. It's out tomorrow.