O C T O B E R

OCT

October falls somewhere between extreme exhaustion and absolute motivation. Whilst at work  I’ve felt suffocated, creatively I’ve felt more inspired to do things than in a long time. I’ve come home from long days, slathered on face mask and delved into inspiration hunts through old fashion editorials that have been clogging up my bed side table.

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Like every October, this is the month where I forget all the gig tickets I’ve purchased and they somehow cumulate within a 2 week period. The Strypes, Squeeze, Young Frankenstein, Alex G and how could I forget, Busted.

I’m not kidding when I say that the Busted gig lived out my 7-year-old dreams. For years I collected the annuals, albums and forced my parents to listen to them endlessly on holiday drives to campsites in France. At one point I dialed up the modem and signed up to their fan club which subjected my Dad’s email to hoards of boy band spam.

When they spilt, I distinctly remember taking down the posters from my pale pink bedroom walls, melodramatically thinking ‘this is it’.

Fast forward 13 years to my 22nd birthday. My cousin Soph, Devs and I had control over the playist, thumbling between Haim and Solange, our eyes lock when the opening riff of Air Hostess pelted out of the speakers. Soph immediately googled, ‘We’re going!’ and within an instant we’d booked tickets for Busted at the Royal Albert Hall.

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Since going, I’ve really romantised the night in my head. Maybe it was the floods of nostaligia, unexpectedly knowing every word to songs I’d thought I’d forgotten. Bouncing, actaully bouncing, around with 2 girls who love them as much as me.

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All these gigs take me back to dreams of being in a band, strumming clusmy chords on the frets and singing very loudly even with my headphones on.

Maybe all is not lost, but for now that seems like another world. I’ll stick to singing in the shower for now.

This month’s playlist : O C T O B E R 

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Decorate These Hands With Rings and Scars

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I’ve been told before that your first hand shake with someone determines your relationship with that person. I wouldn’t say that’s nessecarily true, albeit that I rarely shake hands with people and when I do I immediately follow it with ‘God, that’s a bit weird / old fashioned / sorry I’m clammy’.  So maybe I’m not the best person to ask.

On the rare occasion I do shake hand with a stranger and breach the unspoken social quarantine, they usually comment on my rings.

I love these rings. I they are my collection of immediate inspiration. On one hand I have delicate silver band: one half way up my wedding finger  probably from H&M (It’s a miracle it’s not turned a gross shade of green yet) and one on my middle finger, a silver band B gave me. Its got a verse engraved into it :  ‘perfect love casts out fear‘ and there hasn’t been a day I haven’t worn it since she gave it to me in the little grey box with a grin on her face (okay, maybe once when I lost it in a tangle of washing and it slipped off. ONE TIME). I like this ring, it reminds me that when you do things and actually mean it, tiny earthquakes ripple around you (and with the brain of a small fruit fly, I need reminding of that sometimes).

My other hand, my right hand man if you will, is unmistakably taken over by Keef, the skull on my first finger. Named after my one true love and icon Keith Richards. Richards is a fucking raconteur, a vagabond, a pirate. A man of many fantastic coats and 70s wonders. When I need outfit inspiration, I google him. When I need a story-teller, I read the book. Some level of intense ‘hav it / fuck the system‘ comes over me when I wear this ring.

In the same way christian teens wear the WWJD bracelets, I wear this ring. Okay, so I’m not doing lines off a groupies lower back, but you get the jist.

Last summer I wandered round the Rolling Stones exhibition and found a portrait of Keith Richards wearing the same skull ring. SERIOUSLY. Either, we have great taste, or this is some super natural madness going down. I was grinning like an idiot.

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I’m a maker and creator – I get that from my parents. I design things and put them together. I’ve got scars from where I’ve misjudged exactly where a Stanley knife is going through a piece of board and landed somewhere on the geography of my hand. Ink stains, biro scribbles (complete with notes for the aforementioned sieve brain) and paper cuts. My hands are my tools.

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They are where I show my nerves too. It’s been said to me a few times that I’m a pretty calm person, even when I’m stressed. But I have tell tale signs. Subtle, but obvious. Raw, they are like beacons burning for someone to sort out my problem or life if i’m feeling particularly sorry for myslef. The week before I took all these photos had been testing; I thought ‘I can’t photograph my hands, I will look like a savage’.

But that’s the point isn’t it? People are going to meet you and make assumptions on who you are based upon your handshake, face or savagery, and you’re just going to have to roll with it.

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Photos by the lovely Amy

Sountrack : Czech One – King Krule 

J U L Y

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What a month. Seriously. What a month. July has been a ‘blink-and-you-miss-it’ month.

A week was spent in Croatia sunning it up, drinking alot of wine and working through books that I’ve been meaning to read for months. I read Carrie Fisher’s The Princess Diarist and felt like I needed a massive cry. Not that it’s a particularly sad book, or that is what Carrie Fisher intended, but it’s very referential to her death and that got me going. I blamed hayfever. I would definitely recommend. I also read the Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood – again, not the most uplifting book. But still, it is such an interesting story; disturbing and moving. If you’re in the market for a dystopian world this should be next on your list. Check out my Croatia post and video here!

July also was also marked by a main event (and will one day be a national holiday), my birthday! A little party whilst it poured down with rain with loads of cake, glitter and dancing…and not forgetting bad decisions involving tequila. A classic.

My July Essentials:

  • Body Shop Skin Defence SPF 50 – For a girl that hates being burnt this was my go to in the heat. Perfect to keep skin hydrated and protected from the sun.
  • Nobody’s Child Black Frill Hem Jumpsuit – light, swishy and the most versatile outfit I own. I cannot live without it.
  • Nyx Liquid Suede Cream Lipstick in Cherry Skies – Okay, so it’s not a ‘summer brights’ but this shade is quickly becoming my everyday go to. Paired with dewy highlighter and a slick of mascara, this is my fave long lasting red.
  • Glitter, lots and lots of glitter – Ebay has been my best friend this month for the glitter stash.
  • Nyx Glitter Primer – You can’t have glitter without sticking it to your face. this is what i used and it was just right for my birthday party. As a bonus, it didn’t ruin my skin when I was scrubbing the sequins off the next morning.

Whenever I switch on the J U L Y playlist, it takes me back to happy dancing times. have a listen to the spotify playlist here

Until next month,

J x

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Boy in the photo : Alex

C R O A T I A

For 1 week the family and I headed the Croatian beaches in Dubrovnik for 7 days of serious relaxation. We slathered ourselves in factor 50 (and still got burnt #eyeroll), ready to explore the sights of old town, the nearby islands and tasted the delicious wines of the area.

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Our Dubrovnik recommendations:

  • Skar Winery – family run winery on the edge of the harbour. D E L I C I O U S.
  • Lopud – we travelled to this island on a tour. Definately would reccomend the beach on the far side of the island for a clear water dip in the sea.
  • Cable Car – A journey not for the faint hearted, but this view is worth it.  On the top of the hill there is a museum dedicated to the homeland war, and for someone who didn’t know much about the city this was a good introduction to the heartbreaking recent history of Croatia.
  • Walk the Dubrovnik Wall – It’s a trek and it’s hot, but there’s no denying there’s a better way to get to know the town than this.
  • Explore the Old Town – the setting for Game of Thrones and Star Wars means that the town is riddled with souvenir shops, but if you can look past that there are loads of little eateries and squares filled with jazz bars to look for.
  • Peppers Eatery – Slightly off the beaten track, but this restaurant is just what we needed after a day of exploring/spending the day moving from sun to the shade on the loungers.

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J U N E 

Don’t say I didn’t warn you with the video content. This month, I essentially strapped my camera to my hand and recorded  e v e r y t h i n g. Which was probably annoying and invasive for everyone else, but hey, it’s not 2017 if you can’t document every waking moment.

At the start of the month we headed to Field Day and fell deeply in love with Killer Mike and Whitney (not on the same stage might I add), tried to cram ourselves in to Aphex Twin in the Barn only to get caught in the rain, wander the festival and bump into my brother and his friends. The festival itself was pretty tame, we spent hours just milling about, on the outskirts of stages never really getting in too deep. These days I usually resign myself from the throes of a grown man mosh pit, but somehow thought that Death Grips would be a good idea. We weren’t even close to the central mosh pit and had a near death experience. It was sweaty, and needless to say, I don’t think I need to be at a gig of their’s any time soon.

I popped over to Amy’s on the hottest day of the year to film a mini summer lookbook. In hindsight it, it wasnt the smartest decision, as we almost passed out in the heat, but it looks damn good. Check it out here!

June also saw a few beach based weekends. One family trip to Selsey fuelled by very expensive bar tabs, walks along the pebbles and terrible terrible tribute acts (Yeah, I didnt know being a Peter Kay impersonator was a thing either). And another weekend trip to Whitstable; The boy and I rented a pretty little air bnb just off the beachfront and essentially ate our way through the weekend (just saying, the best fish and chips can be found at Ossie’s) and rolled ourselves home on the sunday evening. I can tell you now, the monday blues were pretty horrendous.

I thought I’d include a little favourites section in this post. I’ve been seriously loving these awkward length culotte trousers from Oasis. The side slit makes these my go-to summer trouser for hot days – and they look sassy af. My make-up must have for the month was the Urban Decay Razor Sharp Liquid Liner in Perversion (that’s black to you and me). This is the life proof  liquid eyeliner I’ve fallen in love with; it lasts me all day, all night and comes off like a dream when I need it to. What more could you want? My last favourite makes me feel a bit giddy whenever I look at them, it’s these plastic glasses. I have them in almost every colour (and a double of the pink pair, because, you know, emergencies). I am the embodiment of greed and excessive hoarding, and I look great doing it.

So that wraps up the month. It’s honestly felt like I’ve not stopped and I’m now seriously skint and counting down the minutes until pay day, but its been totally worth it. If you fancy a too-hot-to-move heatwave soundtrack, here’s what I’ve been listening to this month to get me through (spotify playlist)

Let me know what you’ve been up to this month and what i should be listening to next!

PS. It’s my birthday next month, so get the glitter out

Playlist : M A Y

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At the risk of sounding like a broken record, it’s been a busy month: Putting out 2 podcast episodes into the world, seeing the boy play his first gig with his new band (and obviously planning embarrassing merch ideas), along with copious amounts of alcohol to ‘get my life together’ and catch up with all the muppets I’ve missed because I’ve  been inside for too long. May has been good to me.

Admittedly,  I’ll chuck loads of tracks on a playlist and filter them as I listen to see if they work with the mood, but somehow I just couldn’t filter this month. As the days rolled on the songs just worked. The playlist is eclectic.

Listen to M A Y here : Spotify

P . S . I’ve just watched Lucy Moon’s 168 Hours and something about it has really made me want to film more. Maybe it’s her nostalgic aesthetic (which literally makes me drool btw). And at the risk of sounding like a wannabe, I want to create things like that. It’s personal and still has distance and tells the story. Count this as your warning for more video based content. ek?

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The Podcast : Ep 2

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This is the difficult second album, I mean, podcast episode.

Our questionable judgement has lead us to think that releasing Dev’s imaginary wedding plans into the world is a good idea. Okay, so it’s not a good idea, but it’s real funny.

Have a listen here : Soundcloud

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Find Devs here : @simplydevsblog