Travelettes.net!

Dear bloggers of the world!

well, the few who read my ramblings....

I'm heading off traveling in ... SHIT! just under three weeks!! i'm probably going to discontinue blogging here for a looong time since between e-mailing and a special alternative blog, i just wont have the internet time!

but on the subject of the special blog, please please check out http://www.travelettes.net/. Its a new(ish) travel website dedicated to backpacking 'in heels', in other words, stylishly! Its only been running for a few months but it was set up by Katja of Glamcanyon (http://glamcanyon.blogspot.com/) for people to share their trips, advice, plans and experiences. The few contributers there at the moment have wicked photographs documenting trips theyre currently immersed in, or memories of past holidays.


I feel honoured that she thinks my writing is 'travelette' worthy (just need to get a decent camera...) and am well excited to report back with whatever i come across out in that big ole scary world.

So, for now, i wish to say farewell in this blog and continue in the other but wanted to grasp this opportunity to plug the website as much as i could!!!

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE check it out, and follow my trip and whoever else's who decides to launch into the wilderness!!





Much love xxxx

BLACK and gold, black and GOLD

Listening to: Kings of Leon - 'Use Somebody'

I don't usually take direct style inspiration off the catwalks, i am definitely drawn to the more casual and individual style of street fashion. i love how personlity is true style and how people put their own twists on outfits which make them stand out, inevitably looking better than most catwalk outfits. Well that's my opinion.

HOWEVER, i saw some of Balmain Spring/Summer 2010 catwalks and o.my.god. Stunning. gorgeous. I looooove black and gold.....

The only positive thing about Kerry Katona??

Listening to: Soho Dolls - 'Stripper'

Out of all the seven deadly sins, there are a few which I frequently indulge in despite what my surname suggests (its 'Saint' by the way). My top three would have to be gluttony, sloth and… (cue a brief internet search)… who knows, probably a dominant dash of pride. The main sin that I’m currently in the midst of is, of course, gluttony. My poor potbelly is straining at my waistband as I sit on my arse in my tiny hot office. However, the pain of the straining belly pales in comparison to the enormous guilt I now carry over last night’s crazy binge. It was a case of coming home from work, having dinner, the thought of having something sweet entering my mind… then I blacked out. I came round to find myself lying in the centre of the kitchen floor, chocolate smeared around my mouth, crusts of bread tragically splayed around me, empty cartons flung over the counter tops. A serious crime scene. All I know is something bad had happened, and I felt dirty all over.

According to the knowledgeable abyss that is Wikipedia, there are several types of gluttony which are apparently going to send you belly-flopping down to the pits of hell. And goddamn it, I’m guilty of every one (apart from the dainty one, shove it in my gob thank you please):

Eating too soon.
Eating too expensively.
Eating too much.
Eating too eagerly (burningly).
Eating too daintily (keenly).
Eating wildly (boringly).
Jesus, the Pope sure was a fussy eater.

The lengths I’ll go on a binge is pretty impressive to be honest. No cookies left in the packet? All ice cream licked out the container? All’s not lost, grab a spoon and a jar of peanut butter/jam/apple sauce and voila! Instant treat that I’m sure God would be proud of.
I know that people (I refuse to be sexist and pin food obsession on girls alone) can obsess slightly over diets and figures, but this is getting ridiculous since I graduated and was forced back home A.K.A food central. The usual 7Ilbs have piled on, but since I no longer have the escape of University it might just keep going until the headlines read: ‘30 stone person rots in own chair-gender unknown due to extreme obesity’.

Save my soul now with fruit and Weetabix. Weightwatchers now seem more like a jiggling troupe of messiahs, and Fat Fighters must have added their own halos to the posters or that crack has got me hallucinating again.
Anyway, the point of this depressed moan about my shit diet is that whatever’s happening in your life, I have a sure-fire guarantee to make you feel better: Switch on MTV’S ‘Kerry Katona: Crazy in Love’ and watch the kebab garnished car-crash unfold. Ten minutes should do it (that’s all I can literally stomach) and your ready to face your life again. Life suddenly doesn’t seem too bad.

p.s. i cant believe i missed the beginning of Gossip Girl season 3 last night. but instead i saw Zombieland....

Autumn is here, and so are the changes

Listening to: Elton John - 'Tiny Dancer'

O my days! It has been so long since i've used this blog, and so much has changed and so many plans are just teetering on the edge of commencing which is a) scary and b) surreal... it all hasnt quite sunk in yet...

Firstly: Graduated- Check!

Can nay believe Uni is all over, had to party it up at the end to make up for the epic life destroying revision (got a 1st for the dissertation- yay!). Miss all who dwell in the ole city though... great memories though. And lets face it, all good things must come to an end...

Secondly: Got a grown-up job: Check!

I've been working hard at an admin job in a maternity ward which required jabs and vaccinations to ensure a generation live to see another day with me lurking around. Weekends have to be thoroughly enjoyed though... cue a charity ball in Cornwall with the theme 'Oriental Firecracker'... "Whats so oriental about your outfit?!" "Check out the face. Oriental much?"

and Lastly: round the world flights booked: check, Insurance: check, Thailand destinations: check, Malaysia plans: check, New Zealand and Oz plans: CHECK!

Thats right, i'm actually going traveling. The plans are a lil shady but its happening, flying out a month today (the main reason why i got a proper job). Who knows if i'll come back from Australia, but 8 months living out of a backpack might get to me...

Its scary but its just something i got to do. Thailand is my top first destination, and i'm going alone- eep! Scary but, you know what, the closer it gets, the more i'm willing to do it alone. So many people have said how easy it is to meet other travellers on the road when alone, and one thing i've learnt from life is that the only person you can count on is yourself... so this is the ultimate test i guess!

I'm quite lucky though as i have family dotted around Southeast Asia and Australia. I will be taking full advantage of this hence Malaysia will be revisited...

Mount Kinabalu Sept '08

and also Melbourne.... had such wicked times last September there even though there were so many family duties to attend, what with it being a family reunion- cue many "My haven't you grown". Yup, a lot changes in 10 years, height being a major factor.

Melbourne: China town Sept '08. a vast complex of alley ways with amazingly vivid graffiti. At the end of the creepy passages was an amazing bar called 'The Croft Institute' which was totally decked out like a scientist's laboratory. Test tubes and beakers stacked the walls = awesome.

Hearts of Glass

Listening to: Blondie - Heart of Glass

Here's some true rock n roll inspiration and absolute gorgeousness, courtesy of Debby Harry. She was amazing in Blondie, as you can see I'm reliving her glory days and listening to their greatest hits. i think I'm going a little crazy from being stuck in my room trying to revise! I've got four exams, all in the next 2 1/2 weeks.... the pitiful amount of revision should be making me crap myself, but i think Ive got to the point of education where it has left me brain dead, without caring!! uh oh.... Where's my usual panic adrenaline to motivate me??!

But anyway. i know how everyone has hang-ups about their body. it really pisses me off how i can get so paranoid about the way my legs/thighs/belly look and whether I'm baring too much or dressing a little too... 'out there' or something! in 15 years time, I'm sure there's going to be a fat chunk of my wardrobe which would definitely not be 'appropriate' for my age, so Ive got to make the most of it now!

Dammit, I'm young, i should be able to make fashion mistakes!! this city is way to small, you feel really dressed up if your not in jeans/jogging bottoms/hoodies/Ugg boats (yuck.).... but luckily, i physically cannot bring myself to leave the house in any of those! i don't mind jeans, i just hardly wear them.

my mid-week resolution, is to not give fuck and dress how i like and ignore the boring uniform..make the most of my youth!!

... inspiration taken from Ms Harry....

"Rusted Wheel can't move on"

Listening to: Silversun Pickups - Rusted Wheel

I'm not blind, i don't live in a cave (i prefer to think my room as a darkened boudoir...), i binge on gossip magazines with my trusty Grazia/Heat/Glamour obsessed housemates. i have known that crop tops have been regurgitated from the depths of my beloved '90's, along with those kick-ass Doc Martins and cute kooky headbands! i am definitely not a midriff bearing, naked tum shaker, 'scrub your socks on my washboard stomach'... my tum is one of the things which DO NOT get a peek into the outside world (outside of a swimming pool/beach)....

so how, in the world of Topshop, have i ended up with a cropped slouchy grey cropped jumper, a black dancers cropped Lycra top and a cropped denim shirt that ties at the front in my wardrobe... and the burning desire to buy more??!

i personally blame Pixie, Alice and numerous beautiful bloggers who have been shaking their sweet belly buttons to the world!

i quite like the use of cropped tops over other tops... think the jumper will have to do that! The dancers top will have to remain a bit of a mystery... or maybe wear with a pencil skirt so you only get a teeny glimpse of midriff between the two items? i love how Alice Dellal wears pencil skirts with cropped t-shirts with a bit of skin peeping through.

ahhh clothes!

Where were you last night?

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Punk gets crunk

Listening to: The Maccabees - Love you better

"I wanna go where the wind takes me"

There's someone in my life, quite prominent, who i think holds me back. But its my own fault because i let myself be held back. I almost synchronize with who's close to me, then anything that's different to what we're both used to, i shy away from. This is bad though, as no change means stagnation and boredom. Now that's a recipe for disaster.

If you find yourself getting too sucked into a relationship (and i don't mean a romantic one) then you need to give some distance, get perspective, remind yourself of who you are and what makes you a special friend, person, individual. Have time to yourself, and see other friends who you may have forgotten about.

Don't let yourself be taken for granted, don't become part of the scenery, don't be used as a prop. Be true to yourself.

Excuse my mini pep talk to myself.

p.s. this is a stunning song by the maccabees. if you've never heard of them, then check out their myspace and give it a listen...

What's up Wasson?

Listening to: Bat for Lashes- Daniel

This song is amazing, the signer has such an ethereal haunting voice. it makes me want my own Daniel. uh oh, getting sappy again!!

Feeling a little hungover this fair morn. Last night, forced myself out for the third time in a row so am now feeling haggard, bloated, pissed off, sleep deprived, bitter and twisted. i want to jump on a train to London and go to fabulous places with oodles of money and not be in this skin!

once again, no hot talent were out in the Cavern (the only decent club in this town). my friend went a bit crazyand bit the DJ on the pec... he texted me this morn to ask if he should get a rabies shot. Probably.

But in the doom and gloom of my hangover, i discovered the amazingness of the model Erin Wasson in this massive bible of a magazine (similar to LOVE) called 'Plastique'. she had an interview featured...she is so kick ass cool:

Q: As well as styling for alexander wang, you also styled a fashion story for Elle recently. How did that come about?

A: i thought it would be cool to do a story based on the movie Empire Records. The film is about grunge kids in the '90s working at a record shop. i thought it was a great scenario that had never been used in a fashion story. i pitched the idea to Elle and they liked it. We used actors, not models. i didnt want the girls to be too pretty. the pictures looked really natural and real.

Erin Wasson

The Elle fashion shoot

So cool, love the clothes, love her.

Roll on life...

Do the MADonna

Listening to: Madonna - Crazy for you

Uh oh, I'm feeling in quite a sappy mood... i don't know when the hell the last time i listened to Madonna's good old stuff, you know, the classic 80's hits! i totally think that was her best era:

a) she wasn't old and obsessed with yoga and hideous leotards (o wait, i think she still wore them...)

b) her style of Desperately Seeking Susan (still need to see it) was so freaking cool! and also her video of Like a Virgin...

c) Some of her songs, especially this one I'm listening to, are so adorable and sweet... ahh i would like to be crazy for someone! but not in a stalker way... like usual

'Swaying room as the music starts

Strangers making the most of the dark

Two by two their bodies become one

I see you through the smokey air

Cant you feel the weight of my stare

Youre so close but still a world away

What Im dying to say, is that...

Im crazy for you

Touch me once and youll know its true

I never wanted anyone like this

Its all brand new,

youll feel it in my kiss

Im crazy for you, crazy for you'

Still absolutely obsessed with pixie's style, i swear she takes inspiration from Madonna's high kicking 80's fun times

Someday i'll fly away.....

Listening to: Hot Hot Heat -Bandages

Aw I've missed this world of blogging... but I'm so sad at the moment! no life and it feels so glum to have nothing exciting to report! literally, the only thing I've been doing is:

• Dissertation Dissertation Dissertation (but its due on Friday and i think I've killed it as much as possible!)
• Literally wetting myself in anticipation for the Maccabees new album (May 4th 'Wall of arms'!!)
• Kicking myself for missing out on getting a ticket for their Bristol gig (on a boat)
• Getting a little bit tipsy, and when the night has ended in disappointment, go on a massive binge of food

I'm definitely going traveling after university and I've just been checking out a friend's photos of his travels in Laos and Vietnam... i just want to book my flight to Bangkok NOW!!

K's Vietnam adventures

K's Laos adventures

'They're trying to make you compromise

This fire burning in your eyes

Darling, you're slowly drifting out of reach

I'm slowly drifting out of reach

We're slowly drifting out of reach...

So home is just a word now

You don't see it anymore

The child's eyes are vacant now

The lights are just a glare'

The Guillemots - 'Falling out of reach'

My mission: worry less, have more fun, eat less, move more, live better

ahoy!

Listening to: La Roux - For the Kill (skreamy remix)

Aye aye! dear lord do i love the nautical style! i know it may sound like im jumping on the bandwagon, and am a little late on loving the sailor style, but the amount of stripes and anchors i've discovered lurking within my wardrobe shows that this sneaky statement has infiltrated my life without really knowing!

i really love the anchor, its such a classic nautical symbol which looks kick ass cool as a tattoo, like Gossip's Beth Ditto and Kate Moss. i love traditional tattoos

*that explains my stars and heart tatts*

but now im thinkin about an anchor...or maybe the classic swallow?? who knows!

i purchased this kitsch anchor pendant from ebay for.... wait for it.... £1!!!!! It was free P&P as well- boom!

RIGHT, only 5 days until the dissertation (which has totally taken over my life) is due. it appears under control but man, does it make life glum... going out tonight... serious steam needs to blown!

all you need is LOVE

Listening to: Alexisonfire - Get Fighted

LOVE magazine is a bible of amazing photography and fashion and models- o my days, when i found the latest edition (first edition??) at my sister's, i took about an hour scouring the pages and soaking up the artistic brilliance of this vivid fashion mag.

If i had owned the magazine, i would have been tearing loads of the fashion shoots out, they're literally like pieces of art...however i think i would have been castrated by her flatmate who had shelled out the precious £5 for the privilege of owning it... but check out some of the gorgeous photographs.....

I want to have her body so i can wear crop tops and denim shorts without looking like a barrel.

My cousin's wife is obsessed with Adrianna...and just named her new-born baber after her....

BETH DITTO IS AMAZING!!! Saw The Gossip play last summer, she is one hell of a ball of energy...she leaped into the crowd and i touched her shoulder...my claim to fame...

o kate!

http://www.thelovemagazine.co.uk/

http://www.thelovemagazine.blogspot.com/

p.s. i didn't drown yesterday, but actually hauled my ass to the pool! sweet... might force myself to go on a run laters since i may have had some wine, a creme egg....and a hot cross bun late last night...dammit!!

But the epic struggle with the dissertation continues...working bar/waitress shifts for the next 3 days though. Shit. i need to get some serious work done.. now.

No BBQ fun allowed tonight!!!