“Sometimes I want a quiet life. Other times I want to go a little bit f**king Gatsby” – Atticus
…”it’s f**king freezing” weather.
So for a while now, I’ve been dealing with a physical issue. One that has caused me chronic pain, and is not fun. As part of the healing plan, I’ve been guzzling liters and liters of water and herbal teas.
It’s that day of shopping days. That day where you go and fight and get those deals. And add all to cart.
You don’t need anything. Trust me. Empty that online shopping cart. Forget that new ‘miracle’ cream. You don’t need it. It won’t make your life better. It won’t make you look like Giselle.
Watching a short video about social media, the question the speaker asked was, “when people come to your page, do they feel better or worse?” He was talking about the constant push of ads, and the consumerism mentality.
“The special kind of boredom from which modern urban populations suffer is intimately bound up with their separation from the life of Earth.” Bertrand Russell
Thrift shops, donations bins, charity shops, charity sales, etc. etc. Whatever you want to name them, they don’t have the same high brow ring as ‘Vintage Shop.’ But who the f**k cares?
Well thus far it’s been a highly interesting Autumn here. Lots of rain, and wetness, not a lot of the leaves crunching under foot and sunshine.
One day we walked to swimming, and on the way I stopped with my Girl to take some outfit shots.
