Showing posts with label paranoia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paranoia. Show all posts

Sunday, 14 December 2014

if you're the only thing i ever get for christmas

ready steady go 
okay so my pity party hasn't finished just yet and i'm back to work tomorrow so what better way to force yourself out of a funk than by spending 5 hours wrapping presents, writing cards and watching christmas films. it's been a weird weekend all in all but maybe today was what i needed to pick me up. i don't feel particularly uplifted right now but it's helped me to realise that a) i still love buying things (for other people) and b) home alone and elf are classics.


Thursday, 14 August 2014

we are beautiful no matter what they say

can i not?
today my eyebrow exploded. let me explain. i got it pierced a few weeks ago and, whilst it was steadily healing with very few problems. it turns out that daily headbutts don't do it any favours. and children's dirty hands aren't good on open wounds too. who knew? highlighting my battered eye but ignoring my woe, it got me thinking about aesthetics.