Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Wednesday, 29 September 2010

Packed Lunch

I'm in love with the Japanese culture.
And one of my favourite parts to coo over are bento boxes!
A bento is essentially a packed lunch in a little box, sometimes with compartments to seperate your different foods (You could jusst use an ordinary tupperware container, but that's not half as cute)
The styles of bento are so varied!
There are cute ones...

And there are really simple ones

But what I love most about bento is the boxes, so cute and compact and ready to be filled with deliciosness.



They don't even have to have a design on for me to think they're cute, I love the little neutral coloured one too! As soon as I get round to ordering my box I'll be starting my own bento experiments (and hopefully filling them with nutritiousness and not fatty foods!)
I also really want this cute little bottle so I can put water in it and not buy bottled water anymore! Such a wasteful expense when you think about it, and I never get round to recycling those plastic bottles... So wasteful. This bottle would solve that problem AND make me smile every time I drink out of it!

Tuesday, 14 September 2010

Shoe Love

This is my entry for Selfridge's 'What's Your Shoe Story?' Competition, let me know what you think!


I remember the day I ordered them like it was yesterday, when in fact nearly six years have passed. I was sixteen years old; and I scrimped and saved to buy them, the black lace up platforms with the towering heels.
I remember tearing at brown paper wrapping, like an excited child at Christmas. The pristine white of the large square box, scrabbling at the lid excitedly with my bitten fingernails. I had to get Mum to help me lace them up, fumbling with the many many hooks and eyelets.
We laughed so hard as I took my first clumsy steps on those five inch heels. Hysterical as I staggered and fell like a newborn giraffe.
But those booys were my Everest. Every scrape and blister was a badge of honour. And I got there in the end.
The many hours I would spend polishing their matt PVC, the frustration of re-lacing them, the agony after spending a long night atop those platforms, can only be remembered fondly.
I have such an unnatural, undying love fore those boots, but if it's a crime; arrest me.
You can find the details for the competition here:
http://shoe.selfridges.com/backlanding/?startIndex=0&displayed=6&searchText=

Friday, 10 September 2010

Made With Love For a Heartless World...


My love will never die for one alternative brand; Iron Fist
I adore their retro tattoo printed tees and vests, I myself own this one:

My next tattoo idea for myself is actually very similar!

A few more of their tops are on my wishlist especially the middle one, I'd wear it a size too big with ripped jeans or leggings, with those army boots I want!

One thing they do have that I always drool over; their shoes.
I actually received these 'Wolf Beater' heels for my birthday back in May;

Now my only problem is that they make a bag and a tee shirt to match them... It would be too much werewolf for one outfit but I just NEED them in my wardrobe!

Thursday, 25 March 2010

Tissues 4 Issues

Here's a little piece from the magazine project I'm working on. (Said project being the reason I'm not so active right now). The magazine is called NEON, and is aimed at young, gay, emo boys. The piece is from my problems segment, which is there to help them deal with issues they might face, first issue being: when you're in love with your best friend. ENJOY :)

Tissues for Issues

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You hang out, you play games, you do almost everything together. But can there be more?

It’s an average afternoon. You roam the local town centre together, you grab a burger. Maybe you head home together to play video games. You laugh. You smile. Then suddenly everything changes. You’re noticing the way the sun reflects on the beaded sweat at his Adam’s apple, and noticing the way his nose wrinkles when he laughs. You’re wondering what it would feel like to kiss him.
Falling for your best friend can be the most confusing thing in the world. One minute you see him like he’s your brother, someone to blow stuff up on Xbox with, someone who you share private jokes with and who you can always call and just hang around on your doorstep when there’s nothing else to do. The next minute you’re giddy as a schoolgirl every time you’re around him. It’s embarrassing. But what can you do?
If you don’t tell him you feel like you’re heart might explode. But if you do, you run the risk of opening the door on a whole new awkward situation.
Alex*, a student from Reading, knows the feeling of falling for your best friend all to well. He knows all too well what it’s like to open the Pandora’s box of awkward silences and strained conversations. “Over the summer, I found myself becoming more and more attracted to my best friend James. One evening we went to a house party, and after a few beers I got a bit too brave and told him how I felt. He had never had a problem with my sexuality before then, but it was just like everything changed. I tried to tell him I didn’t mean it, but I could tell he knew I did. I think we both tried to pretend I hadn’t said anything, but got so weird and after a while he stopped calling me. I sometimes wonder what things would be like if I hadn’t said anything. I can’t help feeling that if I’d kept it to myself, he’d probably still be my best friend.”
Not every situation ends in tears. Jamie*, a student from Wokingham, tells a story that’s slightly less disastrous than Alex’s. “When I told my friend Sam that I had feelings for him, he was really understanding. He told me he just didn’t feel that way about me, especially as he was straight. But he told me that he would always be my friend no matter what went on. We’re still friends now, and I got over the crush eventually.”
So I guess the moral of the story would be that, if you have a crush on your best friend. Tread very, very carefully. You have to really think about just how big a risk your taking. Is getting everything off your chest worth potentially losing your friendship? If you’re friendship is worth having, whatever you say shouldn’t matter.
Because you’ll probably get over the crush eventually. Friends should be forever.

Hope you enjoyed it
xoxo