There is a Little Place, a Place Called Space

Ok, first off - SHORT HAIR SHORT HAIR SHORT HAIR. Yes, I now have short(er) hair.

Second thing off, shop in brick lane with dresses and jumpers for a pound.

Third thing - Patti Smith.

I am bowled over by how baddass she is. Go listen to 'Horses' or 'Rock n' Roll Nigger' or 'Birdland'. Waaaah.

Maaaah. She's so awesome. Be my friend?

I dare you to find a more eclectic reading list than mine at the moment. Here, this is what I'm carrying around in my bag at the moment.

Yeah, you know I'm cool. Plus amazon sent me my new copy of Thus Spoke Zarathustra, which I lent to my mum's friend in AUGUST. She still hasn't returned it. Bitch. So now I have a new one, and fuck her.

HOW I LONG TO SAIL

SUMMER IS A COMING ...(I'm happy to skip spring.)
I'm already having sleepless night due to an upcoming trip to Paris with Lola.
After watching "An Education" on Friday night I can no longer contain my excitement.
So im making a post to vent ....




























FIRST OF ALL we will do all the touristy stuff and (of course) eat in the famous cafes.

And then climb to the very top of the Eiffel Tower and wander around the Louvre breathing education, after this we WILL inevitably meet some impeccably mannered, amazingly handsome French men and they will whisk us away on a French adventure.
We will lounge in cafes sipping coffee and nibbling croissants our skin glowing and looking divine dahling.... in, just one example, a white lacy cropped top, my dark forest green suede shorts (I will not look like a Von Tramp) with black heeled ankle shoe boots.
(I am a master of cobbles stones)
And dainty white ankle socks with an edging of lace. Hair shining in the sun, with oversized sunnies making you all the more mysterious.























Lunch by the Seine with a picnic and wine ...
...and by night to the retro clubs to dance the night away (with my imaginary dancing skills)

-Jen

Screw this.

I want to live in a teepee.

Extra points if the gods of the universe can somehow work out a way to make it look like this on the inside.

It's My Heart, Not Me, Who Cannot Drive

Okay, so, continuing the TIME MACHINE theme, I am having a tee-party in august. Which, since I have a time machine, is tomorrow. (TOMORROW I say! You hear me universe?) And I am inviting you.

No, not you, dear reader. Him. ^^^^^

And Him.

And him.

And her.

And them.

And her.

And him.

And him.

And them.

They can come too, if they promise not to stamp on the jelly tarts. Because let's face it, all in one wolf costumes kick serious ass. Ooooh I want one.

Let's face it, these guys win at awesome far more than I ever will.

And it will be on top of a very tall mountain in Japan that is so tall it sticks out of the clouds (I think they have those in Japan.) And we will sit on a huge patchwork quilt on top of the mountain and drink rooibos tea, and eat sticky gingerbread cake and falafel.