Tuesday, 24 August 2010

New York, New York

Start spreading the news, I’m leaving today
I want to be a part of it - New York, New York,
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it - New York,
New York

God, you know things are bad when you're quoting Frank Sinatra!

I've been watching, erm, quite a lot of Sex and the City recently (season 6, I was loaned the box-set) and I've become somewhat obsessed with the notion that I will one day like in New York.Well, actually, I've narrowed it down to after my A-Levels, but there.

Anyway, let me share with you some pictures of my future home citayy!

Central Park - the city is even designed beautifully, a huge open park in the center, with the buildings around the outside of the island... what a skyline!

Rather bad quality picture of Central park in the snow...

 THE New York Skyline.

Back to reality, sorry for this rather gushy blog post, I've been quite busy lately so I've had to squeeze it around other things...

Love Peace and NYC,

PS: I need to give acknowlegement to a certain somebosy who introduced to me the stunning piece of photography featured on my blog... Le Baiser de L'Hotel. Thank you very much, Janet.
Me and M.J. on the right there.

Tuesday, 17 August 2010

House-warming and Hermits

Wow, I haven't written in a looong time, not that any of you really care, because no-one actually bothers to read this childish muse-ment. Ah well, preservation is the key.
Whilst I have been not updating my blog, progress has occurred on the extension, meaning my room will be ready for painting quite soon. This means, being an organisation freak, I must have the room planned. Also being an art freak, I need a project, i.e. a wall mural. I have decided I want one wither in the style of Lichtenstein, or a tree. Hey, I like trees.

And then I can have a house-warming party, which, nice as it sounds, isn't seeming all too appealing to me at the moment, since I'm going through a hermit phase. I'm not really into all of that "getting out of the house and actually doing something" stuff. It's interior design-related stress.

As a side note, I have found a gorgeous prom dress, although when you see it you'll understand why I can't have it, why it's a terrible teenage cliche and why I am going to Marchesa prom-dress hell for loving it.

Not only is it from Gossip Girl, but Leighton Meester wore it. Sighh. Dreams crushed, for now.

Last note, I recently visited York, and bought one of those cheesy little "inspiration plaques," because I thought the message was actually very thoughtful and, well, inspiring.

"In the end, it is not the years in a life that count, it's the life in a year."

Abraham Lincoln. What fabulous cheekbones that man had.

Love, Peace and Pop-Art,