Accept certain inalienable truths

I have suddenly realised at the age of 21 that I perhaps no little to nothing, while that may be a somewhat bewildering thought iv gotton a great amount off comfort from the fact I have so much left to learn, left to do, to see.

I never wear sunscreen perhaps if I only learned this then I would know more...... well according to the rhetoric of Baz Luhrmann anyway.

Iv realised how much I spend my time worrying lately. I worry im not good enough, I worry that maybe il be alone, I worry that il never make, I worry that il be used, I worry il never fall in love I worry that sometimes maybe im not happy at all as hard as I try to be.

As cliched as it sounds after listening to Sunscreen Im feeling a little more positive. I think it takes a certain amount of pride to let go of the control. The control to be worried or stressed to know how your feeling, perhaps the hardest thing one can do is let go to free fall into an empty chasm where you cant see the end.

I always read the last chapter of a book before I begin it...it took me ahwile to figure out why I do this...it only struck me lately that its because I find it hard not to know what lies ahead. It kills me when someone wont let me know whats going to happen at the end of a film or a book.

Iv found recently im not sure what im doing but perhaps my biggest mistake is not enjoying where I am right now. Sure my dreams may never come true but at the end of the day accomplishing them will never come from a place where im too scared to try.

Im protective off my heart to the point of being cold. When you think about it it doesnt make sense to be so guarded, to want to be closed off too afraid to break. It will always be greater to have loved and lost than never have loved at all. I guess as hard as I want to live a fast paced life, my real dream is to have a family and good friends. I always scorn those who wear their heart on their sleeve yet at the same time I admire the vunerability and the courage to recognise your feelings and to be ok with that.

I get jealous. I hide my real feelings under a guise of criticism but really what other people do doesnt bother me, it only bothers me that I havnt experienced that yet.

Perhaps Luhrmann said it best "dont congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either your choices are half chance so are everyone elses" life experience is the only way one can get from the idle panickings of of a 21 one year old to the life lessons of a 60 year old.

I think its about time i started wearing sunscreen.

People thought I was a freak. I kind of liked that.

Penelope Tree is such a wonderful inspiration. Shes one of those 60s icons you read about but is far too surreal to have ever existed. The model and socialite encapsulated the 60s mod scene with an ethereal free spirited style that created waves wherever she went. It takes awhile to realise Trees beauty, Im almost conditioned to seeing beauty in a certain way that would normally make me pass over Trees appearance but on a closer inspection one cant but help see the beauty of Trees unusual face. Her cheekbones are quite reamarkable, she reminds me a little bit of Cat Power, they both carry themselves with that same haunting air that makes me feel like they have their own little secrets that no one else knows. It isnt hard to see why Tree became a resident face in the pages of Vogue. Style like that will never be looked over.

What do I think about the way most people dress? Most people are not something one thinks about

Its time for us all to chanel our Stuido 54 mojo with the arrival of Marcs Jacobs Spring/Summer 2011 collection. Perhaps he should acquire the tite of the man with the midas touch, creating the buzz at fashion week. Its bold, daring, 70s inspired, runs along the same lines of YSL in the 70s and is goddamn desirable! The models tore down the runway in berry, orange and purple shades accompanied by Vivaldis Four Seasons. One cant but admire Jacobs collection, it pays homage to an era gone by, while still imposing a contemporary twist and fashion forward initiative. And its wearable which speaks volumes, why cant it be next summer already?

Its back to college which may for many mean periods of delicate concentration and stressfull all nighters, for me it symbolises a nine month period of utter reality denial syndrome expect more random and frequent posts. I actually spent an hour admiring Henry VIs outfir, in fairness he looks pretty rockstar. I wouldnt be surprised if Rihanna started paying homage soon .Again to reiterate why cant it be summer already?

The Irish Wan

I finally have a job once again I shall be free to whore around shops...my life is complete.

I was watching Atonement the other day and thought it was about time I did a post on Saoirse Ronan. Its hard not to compare her to Dakota Fanning their both 16, they both tackle veteran roles and similarly coming into their own as fashionistas. Perhaps its somewhat early to judge these starlets but Saoirse seems to be striking the right notes on the red carpet I absolutely love her dress for the premiere of Lovely Bones. Its great to see an actress with flexibility as regards to clothes. Theres only so many times I can see Jennifer Lopez in a one shoulder. One must remember a very fine line exists between signature style and a style rut. Its great to see Saoirse dress appropriately for her age without jumping on the pole dancing Miley Cyrus train, Taylor Momsem im looking at you too!! See thats what its about isnt it, having fun with fashion, threading the waters but staying true to yourself. I salute you Saoirse!

Your body's dying. Pay no attention, It happens to us all.

I know the trials of being pale and having black hair. Its hard not to fall into the gothic bracket or be stereotyped as an emo. A taxi driver once asked me how my people were to which he explained " goths ye call yerself isnt it". Cue an exasperated sigh on my behalf and my old unnesssary adage of how somedays I like to wear colours and on other days I stick to a darker palette.

Thankfully starlets such as Dita Von Teese and Florence Welsh have provided me with inspiration to counteract the stereotype. I heart Dita Von Teese, I love the way she threads the lines between sexy and old glamour so intensely that I wonder if anyone else could really pull off the tease in that way.


I was reading one of those how to make your blog popular self help articles recently. You know the ones, where they try to make you use every single type of system that will manipulate people to get to your blog quicker. Anyway, a fashion blogger explained that in no shape or form should one dare to put up music videos, she stated that any time she came across a blog with music videos thrown in she immediately came to the conclusion that the blog would be one of flimsy content. So I says to Maybel I says....no seriously I dont really see why one should distinguish too much between the lines of music and fashion. Really how on earth could you seperate the two they feed off each other. Understandbly one shouldnt litter a blog with videos from youtube as a means of creating a post for the sake of it, but most of my inspiration comes from music videos so I like to include in my blog posts videos that inspire me.

And now I shall sign off with Beirut- Elephant Gun which is inspiring in me a Vodka Martini (ok yeah im lying I can really only afford a vodka and splash) and an all night party.

Shoot my name up every vein

Yay I have the internet back!!! That period could possibly be described as one of my darker hours, im not even sure what I did before broadband arrived. As you may have noticed Karen O has been an obsession of mine for some time now. Anytime and anywhere I can throw in pictures of her in my blog or talk about her I jump on the opportunity. Her style makes me uneasy simply because shes possibly the only person that seems to consistently deliver, i keep waiting for her to mess up and fall from grace as my hero but im still amazed. Her clothes make me feel the same way as I do when I eat skittles or walk into a circus, its so magnetic and effortlessly cool, as much as id like to copy her its inexplicable nature would probably be lost in translation. Nonethless I can admire.