tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73590398267922145832024-02-19T02:19:37.959-08:00Alternachick-365 Days Of Mooky StyleAlternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.comBlogger159125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-83781323770419593492010-10-03T13:25:00.000-07:002010-10-03T13:51:41.858-07:00Autumnal Fun Times<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTTwJFOgz0iaJykM7xlNeNsOvBHbPUkZA7_KXo0o74qk5J2XdD8bjUeAx4qd-HkL5zZfhVHp7PONoVf9Sbqg228wOrIr-lF4-3bLp1ViFY_U0lNTOuE1CkUherK5HeDM-txq6ulUP0Op0/s1600/Photo1185.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523924903768418754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTTwJFOgz0iaJykM7xlNeNsOvBHbPUkZA7_KXo0o74qk5J2XdD8bjUeAx4qd-HkL5zZfhVHp7PONoVf9Sbqg228wOrIr-lF4-3bLp1ViFY_U0lNTOuE1CkUherK5HeDM-txq6ulUP0Op0/s320/Photo1185.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Hello my lovelies. It's Autumn already! And we need to catch up our blog. So here is my outfit today.<br />My navy tea-dress with a swallow print, new purple cardigan from New Look and tights also from New Look. And a grey hat to cover my shitty hair cut. :/Um, I don't really have anything else to say so here's a cute picture of me and my brother and a picture of my boyfriend's new puppy - Mitsy.<br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUUMpl5m5C6a2c2Ob3YK1Pt_24pcnMSsDRq8Kkm9pKNOaKj5kZDpjyPaIjdsKOp029Lf2v5eLAmZPdVf18jn5Uo8TK_Hnvz_Urnm2Dnt8XM10WUh_o7760haA_dkrDsHUDA7Z-PTkjK5o/s1600/Photo1227.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523924065891168722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUUMpl5m5C6a2c2Ob3YK1Pt_24pcnMSsDRq8Kkm9pKNOaKj5kZDpjyPaIjdsKOp029Lf2v5eLAmZPdVf18jn5Uo8TK_Hnvz_Urnm2Dnt8XM10WUh_o7760haA_dkrDsHUDA7Z-PTkjK5o/s320/Photo1227.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWXguNfmy62VyZ5B_HXYPSKcbnEX_TYy07Ci6Mn0jBgbEBmeoblopz8-slgag40FPV887RMPx2xdy6Ra8kKeAqvUVXqdITr2EkrLc8HcpNm7QYsHcJNkPj4AiTTjNv4ERS4Jxq-SeTmzk/s1600/Photo1216.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523924060782616146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWXguNfmy62VyZ5B_HXYPSKcbnEX_TYy07Ci6Mn0jBgbEBmeoblopz8-slgag40FPV887RMPx2xdy6Ra8kKeAqvUVXqdITr2EkrLc8HcpNm7QYsHcJNkPj4AiTTjNv4ERS4Jxq-SeTmzk/s320/Photo1216.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><div><div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-87275482367764392392010-10-03T10:23:00.000-07:002010-10-03T10:28:50.055-07:00Long time no speak<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqXYhnzB7gZNv9Au1flgT2l9rI7QXc0RKemdf1GK6w3mOK__wXyG5Nlk6FE3twtROjF4nYfo3eRfuy9rdEf3lby1R-TkKO0QDIYQM8dp8mXsZLMpFzH0h0tZhqI_1cyfayhdkoQvTEStQ/s1600/tart.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqXYhnzB7gZNv9Au1flgT2l9rI7QXc0RKemdf1GK6w3mOK__wXyG5Nlk6FE3twtROjF4nYfo3eRfuy9rdEf3lby1R-TkKO0QDIYQM8dp8mXsZLMpFzH0h0tZhqI_1cyfayhdkoQvTEStQ/s320/tart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523872443069916050" /></a><br />No real excuse for letting this slide, I'm going to blame a busy summer and Freshers/first week.<div>I am also between cameras, as I broke my last one (idiot).</div><div>This is my costume for my course bar crawl- I'm the Whore of Babylon from the book of Revelations. :)</div><div>"a<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; ">nd the woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet colour, and decked with gold and precious stones and pearls, having a golden cup in her hand full of abominations and filthiness of her fornication:</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "><sup style="line-height: 1em; ">17:5</sup> And upon her forehead was a name written, MYSTERY, BABYLON THE GREAT, THE MOTHER OF HARLOTS AND ABOMINATIONS OF THE EARTH.<br /><sup style="line-height: 1em; ">17:6</sup> And I saw the woman drunken with the blood of the saints, and with the blood of the martyrs of Jesus: and when I saw her, I wondered with great admiration."</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; ">My boyfriend was the Beast that she rides on. Ahahha.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; ">xxx</span></div>Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-61661836900951917372010-09-29T12:38:00.000-07:002010-09-29T12:50:40.113-07:00Rat DaysOkay, first of all here is a picture of me and my rat. I now have a rat fetish and my next entry will be me wearing <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Costume-SuperCenter-Adult-Sewer-Rat/dp/B002OMGU4W">this</a>.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsY-EA8b46lRTTPiLlsMo9Ex9EF2r5UrS1tsHBzXdtyyjaeBpJQ4DHXz_sceDKBQ7kWFl4n-p0E3KfxqG8kwku-418DQDWEb1P1xfT07exM0EF3rHnzUWzlKVL05I0n91erpnfGCGeD3c/s1600/lulz+024.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsY-EA8b46lRTTPiLlsMo9Ex9EF2r5UrS1tsHBzXdtyyjaeBpJQ4DHXz_sceDKBQ7kWFl4n-p0E3KfxqG8kwku-418DQDWEb1P1xfT07exM0EF3rHnzUWzlKVL05I0n91erpnfGCGeD3c/s320/lulz+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522422015496456626" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk67g8-0MlktRtCB6M4X8zebjFanI_AJ4dmzFDF-SBKEAf28MY_nc3J1tKaOcVkxxWj44CnxpV1aX9MLkPXMtrKQjmYt4d6gZ-hOgUPvIlGWj3MC06znyZ0YmxDqwCz14PRzQgt86WuTo/s1600/lulz+020.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk67g8-0MlktRtCB6M4X8zebjFanI_AJ4dmzFDF-SBKEAf28MY_nc3J1tKaOcVkxxWj44CnxpV1aX9MLkPXMtrKQjmYt4d6gZ-hOgUPvIlGWj3MC06znyZ0YmxDqwCz14PRzQgt86WuTo/s320/lulz+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522421668938642130" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWtkA8GRAy4V07c2Cu0GAkqn2Bsy6DNipqcfXrIhdegvEji6gWx6eEqEMI7Gy9x9lOrgoMtWvuvYVcEcSV2pLPpM2c80tebGbdsVmrXNmxLuKcLfFJkjQP9uaxFUEEeu9QthaLqx6YNeA/s1600/lulz+021.JPG"><br /></a><br />I jest, I jest. No, here I am today. You can't see too well, but I am actually wearing two tops. A t-shirt underneath (story about that later) and a tank top over that. But they are both black. I was looking for a different colored top to put under it, then I realized I didn't really have any...you see, I did a massive wardrobe clearout and this was the result.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHTOd9HVAjdHIBJoIQCZ92SDP9WVgorRnLK7nWdLlLZtH9zoxzHJh9LOaqMI9D-Hjez4_MI9n53z3-9LiJM27OlkurNNUNpyIQHOpEcoJA7OCZyzilBinFppRlnPSl7qoSMy7S0kBUmZo/s1600/lulz+001.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHTOd9HVAjdHIBJoIQCZ92SDP9WVgorRnLK7nWdLlLZtH9zoxzHJh9LOaqMI9D-Hjez4_MI9n53z3-9LiJM27OlkurNNUNpyIQHOpEcoJA7OCZyzilBinFppRlnPSl7qoSMy7S0kBUmZo/s320/lulz+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522423092511296402" border="0" /></a><br />I literally have no color left, which just kind of happened as I was just putting all the stuff I never wear into a pile, and most of it had paint on it or was really bright from years ago. You can see my Birthday Massacre tee on the far right. Hurr hurr. I met them :D Okay, we're not going here again because it has literally been all I've talked about since. But it was an amazing night. And their new album is amazing too :D<br /><br />Anyway, my shirt(s). The shirt underneath isn't even mine really. It's Moon's, and not even from when we were together. The week after I got back from England this summer I went over to hers (so awkward as well, but she wants to be friends still) and it was soooo hot out. I was wearing the playsuit I had on for the Mookmeet and as I was getting out the car my mum flipped out that you could see my bra in the back. Then later on, me and Moon were going to go out and meet some people, and I thought I couldn't have my Primark bra on display so I asked her for a top. And then I just never gave it back.<br /><br />The tank top over that was bought this summer with my friend Lace. We were about to spontaneously go to a bar, and (this involves the infamous playsuit as well!) I was wearing the playsuit with a gray blouse under it, which looked cute, but not over eighteen. I had my birthday money, so we went to River Island and got the top, my studded waist belt, and my black/dark blue bubble skirt thingemy which I will probably post about in the future :)<br /><br />My skirt is from Abercrombie (dun, dun, dun.) I think it's really sweet, so the fact it's from a (I feel a My Immortal quote coming on) "ugly preppy store" doesn't really matter. And then I put my studded belt from Claires Accessories on over it to keep it up and to make it look a bit cooler.<br /><br />My tights are my favorite thing at the minute. Spiderwebs! From the halloween aisle at Target :D My mum got me them! Win!Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-64893991886453889432010-09-28T13:11:00.000-07:002010-09-28T13:16:52.843-07:00Eurotrip.Hullo again, my friends.<br /><br />I don't even know when my days are anymore, but I shall endeavour to be less shite now that I am back at university. Below is an outfit from the road trip I went on. This photo was taken in Luxembourg, but I wore this outfit three times, because I liked it so much. I love layers, mixed prints, and the boots/dress combo. Oh yes.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvgmX2f32_aE6iaaZZnqtlF8vI3CouuTOEKNkXV8YUz2F9zotMhDxoEVZs5oUGAVqKn7pOXLHyMNdc8OP1ieMQdUD0ru_zdikz-QBtMMCGIqcPhe5Yo0Zg2XNXYURaTj1VrhUuzB8hB0E/s1600/DSC_0613+edit.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvgmX2f32_aE6iaaZZnqtlF8vI3CouuTOEKNkXV8YUz2F9zotMhDxoEVZs5oUGAVqKn7pOXLHyMNdc8OP1ieMQdUD0ru_zdikz-QBtMMCGIqcPhe5Yo0Zg2XNXYURaTj1VrhUuzB8hB0E/s320/DSC_0613+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522060346003072482" border="0" /></a>My checked lumberjack shirt is from TopShop about two years ago, but they sell them everywhere. My dress is from a shop in Brighton called Jezebel. I also have it in black, I love it that much. My satchel is from a market in Australia, and my tights are from H and M. My shoes are Docs, and I have had those for absolute years. I am also wearing a black thermal vest, because I am cool.Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-76466282351991867852010-09-02T08:57:00.000-07:002010-09-02T09:02:24.959-07:00Here is another catch up!As I mentioned yesterday, I have packed my camera cable away somewhere, and have not been able to find it for a while, so you will have to make do with whatever photos I can find about the place. They are not likely to include my whole body either, so there we go.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuDSvB5juC1oYXhyphenhyphenqnjJK7vxZjhP6tXhYrjtGouS8NZDvrEtrnup8c2V85p2w4oqy4NJOGt6wNhzUuFBqxyI_mvz0Zl2CmQIpfdaN5AcJqKWsyR3B6syPDsWjXO-fXjoDIZEeBdftUqaM/s1600/candy-photobooth-rand-1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuDSvB5juC1oYXhyphenhyphenqnjJK7vxZjhP6tXhYrjtGouS8NZDvrEtrnup8c2V85p2w4oqy4NJOGt6wNhzUuFBqxyI_mvz0Zl2CmQIpfdaN5AcJqKWsyR3B6syPDsWjXO-fXjoDIZEeBdftUqaM/s320/candy-photobooth-rand-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512346430230731506" border="0" /></a>As it happens, the dress I am wearing in these pictures, taken in a Photoautomat booth in Shoreditch last week, is new. I bought it in a little boutique called Jezebel in Brighton. It is cream with flowers. I have the same dress in black, because I am cool like that. I am wearing a cardigan I have owned for years, which I think was originally my mum's. My neckerchief is green. I think you have seen me wear it before. That is because it is my favourite of all my neckerchiefs. I was also wearing purple tights, to add insult to injury.<br /><br />The Photoautomat booth was amazing. I felt so ridiculously INDIE! :)Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-39371388220620976042010-09-01T09:54:00.001-07:002010-09-01T10:03:13.512-07:00Candooooo and chums.I have been feeling lousy and not photogenic enough to post here in a while, but guilt has got the better of me. I have also packed my camera cable and charger away somewhere 'safe', so you have to make do with other people's facebook photos of me. Here is one.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlcvWlS0p7t5BCUmLUEXmVl0qGxV0X6PM1X1IALJ88NcKVqQlMGbvrkfW_PYGFjpTxReVt6bbIaiFh89EeclKVH-2eHbcb-R5Vhg9LlOJ7xssZj_bGT3A8Z8cm5iOBChIfGFXwfC4u268/s1600/outfit.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlcvWlS0p7t5BCUmLUEXmVl0qGxV0X6PM1X1IALJ88NcKVqQlMGbvrkfW_PYGFjpTxReVt6bbIaiFh89EeclKVH-2eHbcb-R5Vhg9LlOJ7xssZj_bGT3A8Z8cm5iOBChIfGFXwfC4u268/s320/outfit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511991029767420642" border="0" /></a>I am, as you know, the one on the left. Next to me are Rowan, Annis, and Kaliane. I am wearing a vintage tweed skirt, and a really old top, which prior to this day, I have not worn for years. It is from Warehouse. My jacket is from H and M. It was a christmas present from my friend, Eleanor. I am also wearing black stockings with a seam, but you can't see them in this picture!Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-46746266838921489272010-07-30T17:31:00.001-07:002010-07-30T17:48:40.224-07:00Dia De Los... Tahlia?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgenjYUHR6KiUGFvfnB5eKcwqMydFkcYa-40ZZipouVCxQc6UsC2dvYf5yYIumkiVamUVEUUaUXXcy4MmqMWnKWADTeBD_U8wrpqu59ZhwGeRTKaqjvayhrRsrxOmnyL7WLLM5MX_m2idY/s1600/photo0117.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgenjYUHR6KiUGFvfnB5eKcwqMydFkcYa-40ZZipouVCxQc6UsC2dvYf5yYIumkiVamUVEUUaUXXcy4MmqMWnKWADTeBD_U8wrpqu59ZhwGeRTKaqjvayhrRsrxOmnyL7WLLM5MX_m2idY/s320/photo0117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499862068721126098" border="0" /></a><br />Hello my lovelies. I think I was supposed to post on Monday but I've been getting up at 8.30 am and chucking on any old thing to go baby sitting so I thought I'd wait until I'm wearing something nice. I'm feeling very Mexican in this outfit for some reason. It must be the Frida Kahlo inspired flowers. I need more I tell you! I might go on a flower hair clip shopping spree to get more colours and sizes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpEyRC-lIA0ABuSPCZ3HliSMDpwatELDUBqSvlVIlPhkAejheDCnewOq3OApk4kHsDkElax9qQ7JilN0MSBFpAY8_r4AJF2cYzjpR1El794Q2kcyNKR8aL9TVZ2Kre3akHjl-clvxa9b4/s1600/photo0121.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpEyRC-lIA0ABuSPCZ3HliSMDpwatELDUBqSvlVIlPhkAejheDCnewOq3OApk4kHsDkElax9qQ7JilN0MSBFpAY8_r4AJF2cYzjpR1El794Q2kcyNKR8aL9TVZ2Kre3akHjl-clvxa9b4/s320/photo0121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499862059656822338" border="0" /></a>Or it's this necklace which makes me feel Mexican. My mum got for her birthday and I kindly "look after". Aren't the Pinata/donky thingies cute! :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg82mILbQV9ySb1LmqmAyXi15aDbkl2T3XGI6VSaE6_AqgJDkEboEo_6tm5edb5jtvjTIhFMHyoD_oWjiLhQSiJ3KjhcCvr2Yb5E1kZL61YSyyg80qdWoytFqT4f6Lni1SvDatLzzN4Pr8/s1600/photo0118.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg82mILbQV9ySb1LmqmAyXi15aDbkl2T3XGI6VSaE6_AqgJDkEboEo_6tm5edb5jtvjTIhFMHyoD_oWjiLhQSiJ3KjhcCvr2Yb5E1kZL61YSyyg80qdWoytFqT4f6Lni1SvDatLzzN4Pr8/s320/photo0118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499862056595930178" border="0" /></a>This vest is one I've had since my childhood and never really worn since it's cropped and I think the trend of showing off your tummy died in the ninties. However it can be worn under my purple leopard print pencil skirt! Yay! (Also, the cartoon lady has boobies but my belt censors this.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJJbwupahCULCNxSlvpt7KLSSZQEVphkKWl6b7u00YbgIYlyc1djR66OfhBM2RczMHnj6kqp6OEzYiaDQl84cyxM3p7JyTEwnTE7ICz3IMTZJNf4hPNFHjt1XUVyDrvg96L5Cq9-Uf62Q/s1600/photo0130.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJJbwupahCULCNxSlvpt7KLSSZQEVphkKWl6b7u00YbgIYlyc1djR66OfhBM2RczMHnj6kqp6OEzYiaDQl84cyxM3p7JyTEwnTE7ICz3IMTZJNf4hPNFHjt1XUVyDrvg96L5Cq9-Uf62Q/s320/photo0130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499862057228911010" border="0" /></a>These are my footless tights from Blue Banana which I adore and have worn so much there is no crotch left. (I haven't been getting frisky in them, they're just a bit to small so a ladder formed in the crotch area and eventually grew)<br /><br />Well that's all folks. :) xxx<br /><br />(Oh yes and I'm not fluent at all in my Mexican so I may have made myself masculine using "Los" in the title?!)Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-36250811765783988682010-07-23T12:18:00.000-07:002010-07-23T12:23:23.707-07:00<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyISXaEVXFtY2tqxhbWh6OIUh-xgdonAENaCjPAzUVciupyAf4gby8_5Q_21WH91S0Q6pGDmuiojL6YzYMGvrUKLAXdWruFjj8SX6CaswsyggDSt-fm_0huj3miwYGssBx2niUDU0-1dM/s1600/38155_1531853822964_1433321362_31438127_475154_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497183240539477602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyISXaEVXFtY2tqxhbWh6OIUh-xgdonAENaCjPAzUVciupyAf4gby8_5Q_21WH91S0Q6pGDmuiojL6YzYMGvrUKLAXdWruFjj8SX6CaswsyggDSt-fm_0huj3miwYGssBx2niUDU0-1dM/s320/38155_1531853822964_1433321362_31438127_475154_n.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hello. It's a not so estranged Capulet(t) (That extra t is the current bane of my life. It is not pleasing on the eye at all.) here post mooky meet. So, as it's my turn to post I thought it would be silly not to include this picture, which features the most well dressed bunch of people I have ever had the pleasure to meet! My mum laughed when I showed her the pictures from the meet because she says we all oddly match together. Which is sort of nice. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I suppose I should describe what I was wearing that day then. My tights and dress are both from primark, as is my denium jacket. I found it for £1 in the winter time and recently decided to stud it and add patches on to it (which are on the back)<br /><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div>Look at how scary we are: Grrrr, argh. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497184277292807218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB2v6I-VuxEfCEIuXoMzAUZGMUCdthvRuejgQ8S7SqW0zzTM4BBXLr3YguOe5qwfeXzEHJ7to-So_WcdxvswhNBuFtUwIYx1UpttJHi5DtI9d2xmMaZP7rfrUq7-eKafxjoFY2Jx0NBeY/s320/38155_1531853862965_1433321362_31438128_5892246_n.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><br /><p> </p><p>Anyway, love always, Capulet. x </p>Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-88195874486013199432010-07-16T07:04:00.000-07:002010-07-16T07:23:17.936-07:00Leopard Print Lateness.Hello ladies! Once again my post is late because my internet allowance has been reduced by a mad man and I'm very forgetful so here's my post from the 3rd.<br /><br />Alrighty then. This sugar skull top I got from ebay and cut the sleeves into tassels and then cut the shoulders and tied them to make a vest top thingy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjgCAreTmzAQnnZQ6NoWfb58JdwMJfWq1Orz0Xsl8wX-GEyIkflxT0wMhSUgYCmO11mkEEuf1ekykdwDmqvaUljXh-lp4ptztrvtDNd6s-SIPe-Ph1Ravp7u5imkCRDUk_qiiOURs2TmI/s1600/PICT0234.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjgCAreTmzAQnnZQ6NoWfb58JdwMJfWq1Orz0Xsl8wX-GEyIkflxT0wMhSUgYCmO11mkEEuf1ekykdwDmqvaUljXh-lp4ptztrvtDNd6s-SIPe-Ph1Ravp7u5imkCRDUk_qiiOURs2TmI/s320/PICT0234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494505439630287186" border="0" /></a>The belt was free in a magazine ^_^ I'm such a little scab.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8XvH8k9eTZmXmdbY4biTIpTSN23xA4x9BvkUB8oEo9Z6KViTtGiGaoh6FWIhKCuwFuQ3nHvxSG1kIRnCZFBHJurlMyx_ET0t6jYpx2G_AQdKnbc9JNHO4knKFrth9g9hyBWeX-sxhLoo/s1600/PICT0233.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8XvH8k9eTZmXmdbY4biTIpTSN23xA4x9BvkUB8oEo9Z6KViTtGiGaoh6FWIhKCuwFuQ3nHvxSG1kIRnCZFBHJurlMyx_ET0t6jYpx2G_AQdKnbc9JNHO4knKFrth9g9hyBWeX-sxhLoo/s320/PICT0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494505436149062546" border="0" /></a>The leopard print skirt was a charity shop find. I was a bit unsure of it at first but I think it looks okay on me. I tried so hard to deny the leopard print trend when it first emerged but now look at me going all out on it. I blame my love of rockabilly.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggGnw2QUfDZ-WAtWM2XhkJfvpgCZJusvn_bPzc_v41Hr5wlpBfKyPOm83ZO29RuSOsUtYPk57Z0s7junLMYpb0TOAvAfDnieF1lxZf5QUoAkOYGuvDkRUeDCxQKpFSp1oVi9bXjdAB2vM/s1600/PICT0225.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggGnw2QUfDZ-WAtWM2XhkJfvpgCZJusvn_bPzc_v41Hr5wlpBfKyPOm83ZO29RuSOsUtYPk57Z0s7junLMYpb0TOAvAfDnieF1lxZf5QUoAkOYGuvDkRUeDCxQKpFSp1oVi9bXjdAB2vM/s320/PICT0225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494505431029509874" border="0" /></a>And these shoes are second hand off my mum. They are cute and vintage-y, go with most things and have a low heel I can actually walk in.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4OE4Om8_BDJXmOqYcL7UdMMl-nS6lPLY_kT-Ol0fO7LSTOMMim4KeKZMmmuA0A-2TsCEQNciyp9bvylfXFOVKPp9RYcj-RKPYhxiOOPqtYxsISIcxenutKlpFxz75rBpZeQFBoz-CTwk/s1600/PICT0222.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4OE4Om8_BDJXmOqYcL7UdMMl-nS6lPLY_kT-Ol0fO7LSTOMMim4KeKZMmmuA0A-2TsCEQNciyp9bvylfXFOVKPp9RYcj-RKPYhxiOOPqtYxsISIcxenutKlpFxz75rBpZeQFBoz-CTwk/s320/PICT0222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494505425399220818" border="0" /></a>Bandanna/headscarf thing is from ebay, fake gauged earrings are from a piercing shop in Cardiff. You can't really see them in this pic though and swallow necklace if from Claire's probably.<br /><br />A little update on me if you want it:<br />Tonight I am going to see Eclipse in the cinema :/ Not looking forward to it but I'm looking forward to spending time with my girls (and two boys - but they're not mine really.) I'm looking forward to making fun of sharkfootface man though. I might even be one of those shits that shouts stuff out if I'm feeling particularly rebellious.<br /><br />Oh yeah and it's three days until the mooky meet. SQUEEEEEE!!Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-7238786417978628362010-07-07T10:25:00.000-07:002010-07-07T10:34:14.795-07:00HEY HEY HEY GAIZZZZZZ<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYJrAfY0zTm1_W11A_uZTDhzVHQSTs4JdSODi9xIsGZGCOaYvK7zYHG23U0M21EUL5qjay4G6FvyB1m4bElaCSOO3XLTS_NLut8IbLKHXfiOiHXJQtH1elwLw6QeCp60RG9gz9pBCpdyg/s1600/Photo+69.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYJrAfY0zTm1_W11A_uZTDhzVHQSTs4JdSODi9xIsGZGCOaYvK7zYHG23U0M21EUL5qjay4G6FvyB1m4bElaCSOO3XLTS_NLut8IbLKHXfiOiHXJQtH1elwLw6QeCp60RG9gz9pBCpdyg/s320/Photo+69.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491217616744805762" /></a><br />Please note that in the title I mean 'guys', not 'gays', I only just realised how it looks. Or both, you know. Please do not feel excluded if you are a heterosexual female.<div><br /></div><div>Anywho, here I am today, labelled from the neck down.</div><div>*Red scarf, that was my mum's in the eighties.</div><div>*Red beads, my Nana's</div><div>*Flamingo/teapot necklace</div><div>*White long sleeved top, Tesco</div><div>*Grey vest, Topshop</div><div>*White belt, Camden</div><div>*Green skinnies, H&M</div><div><br /></div><div>Yeah. My birthday was the other day, and it was one of the loveliest days, mainly because my dear Frusciante came round and we watched 500 Days of Summer, a film I've been wanting to see for ages. And there was cake. I love cake.</div><div>Until next time, home skillets!</div>Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-28371013179723373172010-07-04T11:20:00.000-07:002010-07-04T11:32:37.277-07:00*Creeps in* Hiiiiiiii<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVAzP_ed0mMNjPNvPuQdnA22l8BGwyM0KLfIm7zaKUi5X1D1sjpU8bvoJWKZX676Qp8Z2h1q7_CsM9DdUciYIhNu5Exav8SM_Tc2o8HSPgn1igyqI6lZObAiNBb2H_0GPG09MmNYek4DU/s1600/DSCF2246.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490119498782682850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVAzP_ed0mMNjPNvPuQdnA22l8BGwyM0KLfIm7zaKUi5X1D1sjpU8bvoJWKZX676Qp8Z2h1q7_CsM9DdUciYIhNu5Exav8SM_Tc2o8HSPgn1igyqI6lZObAiNBb2H_0GPG09MmNYek4DU/s320/DSCF2246.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaeBGsQsMRy6nLrPvCK3g2DHcQ0MMFeUit_Ikpe0teBczhK7yRWea4l011LKtXu3nLcD7E71LB58VUmR6AJfG3ga3XKHXaQo6KzvCrrkWoKnKDjyZqBsLyI6hoTv3RA7HgIh-lN-OTrX0/s1600/DSCF2171.JPG"></a><div><br /><br /></div><div>Yeah it's Ruby here, you may remember me from posting months ago. I missed my last two I think- pathetic.</div><div><br /><br /></div><div>So here's a filler for you.</div><div>This picture was taken last week in a very nice bar on Canal Street. It had thrones, so naturally I pulled my fiercest poses, despite being covered in sand from the World Cup fake beach and also being rather damp from the traditional Manchester rain.</div><div>I am queen of the high street here, rocking:</div><div>New York t shirt from H&M</div><div>Shorts from New Look</div><div>and cover up thingy from Primark, or Primada as I like to call it.</div><div>And if you look very closely, you will also be able to gaze apon my St George cross nails, that aren't tacky at all. Honestly.</div><div>It's my 19th on Thursday and also the gorgeous Spikeyfaerie's wedding- so I'll like to offer my best wishes to her and her husband to be.</div><div>Good luck gorgeous!</div><div>I'll try and be more punctual next time, I promise!<br />Mwah!</div><div>xxx</div><div> </div><div>P.S. So psyched for the Mooky Meet it's unreal!<br /></div><div></div>Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-66643440824030306752010-06-30T09:12:00.000-07:002010-06-30T09:23:22.743-07:00Lady lolita<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Zi9OFjazz6t30DZGxp7kvnBNBee-CRT5m3iH2tgTjHCB-SAgz3qRTNMkMLWPOWPJJK6HB98E-tuTJb-Xtb-_J3ZJbTV-2RAUxPCqnObsdnbgIs29ePTd8tRqppemJ9PjkijJTqqABTc/s1600/P1060196.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 390px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Zi9OFjazz6t30DZGxp7kvnBNBee-CRT5m3iH2tgTjHCB-SAgz3qRTNMkMLWPOWPJJK6HB98E-tuTJb-Xtb-_J3ZJbTV-2RAUxPCqnObsdnbgIs29ePTd8tRqppemJ9PjkijJTqqABTc/s320/P1060196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488600308144277922" border="0" /></a>Hola! It's Lady Misery here with my newest post! This is one of the two new dresses Mum bought from The Gothic Shop, an online store which sells loads of gorgeous alternative gear. This is my lolita dress, complete with ribbons and pink. You probably can't see the detail properly, but there are tiny silver crowns and cobwebs all over it.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvEGjxA4rzBxVqEKvEkJSYqlKKhfD-WPM84B1c8lshJF4r9mY4pOmSOsYmae_BZ8B1POUuxkiQy_MFFT7mzAUO6JbCHm930OBraVwNrioh0wFzUT4h_PYO_JDZX8JhS8uDuw4ptZLshTY/s1600/P1060200.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvEGjxA4rzBxVqEKvEkJSYqlKKhfD-WPM84B1c8lshJF4r9mY4pOmSOsYmae_BZ8B1POUuxkiQy_MFFT7mzAUO6JbCHm930OBraVwNrioh0wFzUT4h_PYO_JDZX8JhS8uDuw4ptZLshTY/s320/P1060200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488600848755234978" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The shoes you see were bought in ASDA (shock horror) for my part as Tallulah in our school's production of Bugsy Malone. I'm wearing skin coloured tights underneath because my legs are currently a mess of insect bites and assorted scratches from God knows where.<br /><br />The necklace you see is one of my all-time favourites. It is a little egg I got whilst collecting faberge eggs. I LOVED those things.<br /><br />Anyway, enjoy your wednesday! Love Rachel xxAlternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-32318140293214170682010-06-25T07:15:00.000-07:002010-06-25T08:02:17.774-07:00Horrible humidityHello mooks! Antonym here, doing a little fill in post to make up the numbers a bit :) The weather is absolutely boiling and I'm really not a summer person, so I have returned to my gothic roots in an attempt to convince the universe that it is indeed Halloween, so it will BLOODY COOL DOWN.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKzKjlJbUTFtp4F50SPCrB1eaXi3d4tusSeu3TiDki5QIZYKviCMAQ9kdhKDyQKotiA_dHvV0owv3iJjVPFX88ijHKgHaulP0gC_4U6L4xAlkxxn7WztA7OSTh6ynMBKyZA1R1-IcbaAA/s1600/PICT0003.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKzKjlJbUTFtp4F50SPCrB1eaXi3d4tusSeu3TiDki5QIZYKviCMAQ9kdhKDyQKotiA_dHvV0owv3iJjVPFX88ijHKgHaulP0gC_4U6L4xAlkxxn7WztA7OSTh6ynMBKyZA1R1-IcbaAA/s320/PICT0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486726073758936514" border="0" /></a>Now chickies, you may or may not have seen a photo of my mad French hair yet, but here it is in all it's (slightly blurry, a thousand apologies for my dreadful camera) glory. When I first had it cut and then dyed it, my dad came home from the pub, glared at me for an inordinate length of time and then remarked "Well, it may be more corporate but I prefer the pink, I don't like this". Bugger off, old man! I think it's brilliantly weird. For my interview I wore it sleek and straightened, but since then I've just been putting a bit of mousse in it and ruffling it up for a 'loveable street urchin' look. You've got to pick a pocket or two, boys... For special occasions I plan on attacking it with hairspray and then backcombing like mad, which will hopefully make me look like a Victorian lady who has fallen on hard times, gone insane and been carted off to an asylum where they have hacked off her lovely long locks to sell to wig makers, and left her with a bizarre bird's nest. Ahem. Anyway... Back to the outfit...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_nqozSSrbYxhfL06JybVrQkVIylIhxgKuavQQ2vOQvJo7lgdeBqL-IhsQnDsUDxELZ3vU3AaMaeuFuqjjYJns92X0-UMHpFtJHE65y0SWyjBkseMgpEClwl9qPfW6CKN2t9EnJbmX3c0/s1600/PICT0017.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 385px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_nqozSSrbYxhfL06JybVrQkVIylIhxgKuavQQ2vOQvJo7lgdeBqL-IhsQnDsUDxELZ3vU3AaMaeuFuqjjYJns92X0-UMHpFtJHE65y0SWyjBkseMgpEClwl9qPfW6CKN2t9EnJbmX3c0/s320/PICT0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486719746764199682" border="0" /></a>This is one of my favourite dresses, it's from boohoo and surprisingly comfortable in the summer. Even if it wasn't, I'd still wear it all year round, what can I say - I'm a sucker for black lace. The tights are just sheer black ones from Dorothy Perkins (laddered I'm afraid, hosiery despises me), and my shoes (which you probably can't see very well) are Primark's finest turquoise leopard print slip ons. I'm also wearing my silver ankh necklace, and a bit of eyeliner.<br /><br />Where did you go in this glorious get up, I hear you ask? A Hungry Horse pub, for a cut-price curry and glass or two of cheap white wine. We're classy here in Berkshire. I ate far too much and felt bloated, then decided to record my discomfort. This is my 'if I eat another bite I am going to explode like Mr Creosote' face. Sexy. At least you can see a bit more of my dress here! Mmm, goffiks. Anyway chapettes and chaps, it's past lunch time so I'm going to go and mix myself up a gin and tonic and play with my new phone a little more (it's dreadfully high tech and gorgeous, and it has a Guitar Hero game on it! No lie! Absolutely bizarre, I love it).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqmAhsSTau-82aZ__SK2avYWSnsCWWk_5mnhMXsJIFG-FrJslHlvg2yAtpXMNVpXubsHfZ1xC51XO018PZLSpS8rEndiXvnSwRhDgx6u8AZL8EwWQW50pUStaKMAmYECDqoi1mBIsd4bI/s1600/PICT0004.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqmAhsSTau-82aZ__SK2avYWSnsCWWk_5mnhMXsJIFG-FrJslHlvg2yAtpXMNVpXubsHfZ1xC51XO018PZLSpS8rEndiXvnSwRhDgx6u8AZL8EwWQW50pUStaKMAmYECDqoi1mBIsd4bI/s320/PICT0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486722708841746578" border="0" /></a><br />In the words of Charlie Brooker, "That's the end of the show, now go away."<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqmAhsSTau-82aZ__SK2avYWSnsCWWk_5mnhMXsJIFG-FrJslHlvg2yAtpXMNVpXubsHfZ1xC51XO018PZLSpS8rEndiXvnSwRhDgx6u8AZL8EwWQW50pUStaKMAmYECDqoi1mBIsd4bI/s1600/PICT0004.JPG"><br /></a>Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-89339031184375185402010-06-24T10:54:00.000-07:002010-06-24T11:01:51.093-07:00I'm actually on time for once!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSJfDkH3mBRjNHkPKUICH785y_rhpLkvM3ETSgnd3vteesrmhd4wm_dczybyu-feooWYrds0UCFdZXkxMcsx4iSFBiHSVZaw031taBOBz5OgXwht5t8rBlr1eQPAvI5tBPtQMeeuGWJzA/s1600/Photo0289.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSJfDkH3mBRjNHkPKUICH785y_rhpLkvM3ETSgnd3vteesrmhd4wm_dczybyu-feooWYrds0UCFdZXkxMcsx4iSFBiHSVZaw031taBOBz5OgXwht5t8rBlr1eQPAvI5tBPtQMeeuGWJzA/s320/Photo0289.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486401587501800674" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhCdRFUDy8kc9Nby4L26V3TwKqcfkTGkailPzxoUzQjvzBTiKGD7f-s1vdAsKVkB7rEcLEee5aczQYJDxA9JmbdP9A4aqnnpNKcxNBF7_87A6GIapsFtz5SsrQBNLNmR1C-tKjUlRQmt0/s1600/Photo0287.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhCdRFUDy8kc9Nby4L26V3TwKqcfkTGkailPzxoUzQjvzBTiKGD7f-s1vdAsKVkB7rEcLEee5aczQYJDxA9JmbdP9A4aqnnpNKcxNBF7_87A6GIapsFtz5SsrQBNLNmR1C-tKjUlRQmt0/s320/Photo0287.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486401565919780370" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiImRzQ_k_3FJWx98kVTs-PwEE8q9hp5oS-ifbrV5dMQIJccCIPyNWwESgcpsAO5bJkCgSSzHWCcuP3rMaaPrjnuBU3oWgjXWg_LwxWIQ29t_WBUVhFkbS5iNsYAieSe7YWhj6Uevog-UY/s1600/Photo0284.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiImRzQ_k_3FJWx98kVTs-PwEE8q9hp5oS-ifbrV5dMQIJccCIPyNWwESgcpsAO5bJkCgSSzHWCcuP3rMaaPrjnuBU3oWgjXWg_LwxWIQ29t_WBUVhFkbS5iNsYAieSe7YWhj6Uevog-UY/s320/Photo0284.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486401544782423970" /></a><br />Yay! So today my mum and step-dad went to cuba for two weeks, which means I get to look after their house, and Molly, our very very old lady dog. My mum treated me to a facial and to have my eyebrows waxed earlier by her beauty therapist, she did a bloody good job on my eyebrows. I leave them to grow wild because I'm scared I'll pull them all out!!! And on Saturday I'm booked in to get my hair cut and dyed at the hairdressers, which my mum paid for too, as 'payment' for minding the house/dog!<div><br /></div><div>So, my outfit today is my bargain dress from New Look, it was £15 in the sale and I love it. It ties up at the back and with two bows, I've tried to take a picture but it's very hard to take a picture of your own back with a mobile phone. My tights are also from New Look, and my shoes are from Matalan. I stupidly forgot my ID so I'm off to try and get served in the shop for some cigarettes!</div><div><br /></div><div>Hmph, the picture uploader has made my post all backwards... It's so hard to figure out how to get the pictures where you want them on this thing!</div><div><br /></div>Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-41462123507855918132010-06-24T01:06:00.000-07:002010-06-24T01:28:21.706-07:00School's out! Huzzah!What ho, all and sundry!<br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br />I thought I could post another entry even though it isn't my day. I hope you don't mind! Today was the last day of school. I'll probably be bored out of my mind by the end of August but right now, I'm enjoying my freedom!</p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_qpaz9kNyc27DmkVZaQ4NpSqeZqCPOEgnXsbn_cibLWXt0eZrbCgrUv4n_OQtx_HAIBAEsBCCuy7_2zPJG7uOrv5NTP30GFoVfQLF6ENOZ9BUmCSUeQbReDBm4D23gL2Gk5gnH-5pKPk/s1600/mooky1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_qpaz9kNyc27DmkVZaQ4NpSqeZqCPOEgnXsbn_cibLWXt0eZrbCgrUv4n_OQtx_HAIBAEsBCCuy7_2zPJG7uOrv5NTP30GFoVfQLF6ENOZ9BUmCSUeQbReDBm4D23gL2Gk5gnH-5pKPk/s320/mooky1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486253528280687218" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_XoTTiLYTddWDdiO5CvXNyFt81wSRIY11S3zVNmOxkjvg1-MmpfyccoEp_1Dm5b_ZX1X6M-IGBXe2wnsq-mX_8DoVbHPC_ii19p2HcDmWmejwwJioh7QS4P8dTzE_EtJSt-mihQJ1ooA/s1600/mooky1.jpg"><br /></a>I apologise for the crappy webcam-ness of the pics, my web camera is currently my only camera that actually works so bear with me, s'il vous plaît. Today I’m a photowhore because I’m bringing you four (!) pics!<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOujiQFSiEsQEYi5RXXoMpQsrxVwa5lVUD43PITi4ti_5qUrrC4Zs12IjSCbuG4zs8bo4-kPLupBZaga-NXYiAQpTUyd4aXWN0FRvqXOKQQfXAhRuz5OZ5oDKfix3RzEOfRLzyPGlG2lI/s1600/mooky2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOujiQFSiEsQEYi5RXXoMpQsrxVwa5lVUD43PITi4ti_5qUrrC4Zs12IjSCbuG4zs8bo4-kPLupBZaga-NXYiAQpTUyd4aXWN0FRvqXOKQQfXAhRuz5OZ5oDKfix3RzEOfRLzyPGlG2lI/s320/mooky2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486253729189398626" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Anyway, today's outfit. I'm wearing a pinstripe blazer from Dorothy Perkins, a black skirt (Annis has an identical skirt! We're skirt twins! Skirtmates!) and a frilly white shirt from H&M. The polka dot scarf is from Accessorize and I’m also wearing my pocket watch necklace I made about a year ago. The watch is a 19<sup>th</sup> century ladies’ pocket watch and I love it even though it doesn’t work anymore.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-qqBVCBEaQGT1lc1B9NQOwgNoLZPpUc8jS9DB_C9f2pvDRbKsTc_tmOBj02BlXcMhcR1QQR9QBCVvmnNi5liNqd05s8l5rBTZqqlROVW5wTgNjJyKI9UzJSEEpvoRkdDWrcvb2X_TIYo/s1600/shirt.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-qqBVCBEaQGT1lc1B9NQOwgNoLZPpUc8jS9DB_C9f2pvDRbKsTc_tmOBj02BlXcMhcR1QQR9QBCVvmnNi5liNqd05s8l5rBTZqqlROVW5wTgNjJyKI9UzJSEEpvoRkdDWrcvb2X_TIYo/s320/shirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486253936589878274" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Here’s another photo of me. This is what happens if one goes to school too often. Madness! (I’ll refrain from screaming “This. Is. Spartaaaa!”)</p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHwu7u3EhIPHxQ65_482sbmj2DT6N2dDerMcbRcqtEcsl5BD1ciGzwbJrlJ63gz-Vv9K1_JgR_bXyiV1i_s0XBr_VgbKwf3CgsL3FeJ6PnqcQNxt6nJUKFz6OujMONLJH1qj5H9T0uAmE/s1600/eeeee.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHwu7u3EhIPHxQ65_482sbmj2DT6N2dDerMcbRcqtEcsl5BD1ciGzwbJrlJ63gz-Vv9K1_JgR_bXyiV1i_s0XBr_VgbKwf3CgsL3FeJ6PnqcQNxt6nJUKFz6OujMONLJH1qj5H9T0uAmE/s320/eeeee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486254129402467570" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I hope you’re all having a lovely Thursday (did you know that “Thursday” is actually “Thor’s day”, referring to the Norse god Thor?), my dears!</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Pip pip!</p> <!--EndFragment--> <em></em>Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-48959098224955801772010-06-23T02:44:00.000-07:002010-06-23T03:04:03.582-07:00So it's awfully late...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h31/x757/IMG_0096.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 345px;" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h31/x757/IMG_0096.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Sorry ladies and gents, or gent in the case of Dave! I missed out on my last scheduled post - in fact I might have missed out on two, when my next one is due, I'll post two!<br />So here's a fill in post to make up for the missed May post.<br /><br />This is an outfit I threw on to go up to the shops just because it was such a lovely sunny day. The beautiful weather we've been hving is such an oddity in Scotland, but I'm loving it regardless. It's not much fun while I'm work with no AC, but it's nice when I finish my shift for the night and it's still warm outside.<br /><br />Anyway, my dress is a sundress I bought out of my work for £2.30! It was originally £17.99 when it came in, and gradually dropped down in price till it went into sale for £3. I got it then with my discount and I'm glad I didn't pay full price for it. I've had to repair the design at the bust and both the straps, but it's still rather lovely ^^<br />My sandals were also bought from Internacionale and I had to buy them because it was getting too hot in the shop to wear my combat boots. These are much cooler, but don't actually have much about them by way of a shoe, so they get uncomfortable after three ten hour shifts in a row.<br /><br />My bag was a present from my mum for when I was going to a New Year's dinner dance. It's from Topshop and it's one of only two things I actually own from there. I'm not much of a fan - can never find anything I'd actually manage to pull off in there. It's a nice bag, just big enough to fit my phone and purse.<br /><br />So again, apologies for the lateness!<br /><br />Lady C xAlternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-29509818803242851662010-06-21T12:37:00.000-07:002010-06-21T12:51:14.788-07:00longest dayMooksters, I am ecstatic for I don't have to revise any more! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB1LvSVKhyphenhyphenLt3fMfOhRje1CJUlIWefOz1IJ3pPiSfC4RjTn_ovEDndIWkPBbr-4gg5wp68Mo0Huifxb4lJo6Uaq_tIXS-8aUSHNjjfuwp7FdR7Pb826Y7B8cf9V4EyryhGZnbE-0ARSI8/s1600/DSCF3002.JPG"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB1LvSVKhyphenhyphenLt3fMfOhRje1CJUlIWefOz1IJ3pPiSfC4RjTn_ovEDndIWkPBbr-4gg5wp68Mo0Huifxb4lJo6Uaq_tIXS-8aUSHNjjfuwp7FdR7Pb826Y7B8cf9V4EyryhGZnbE-0ARSI8/s320/DSCF3002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485315481037592386" border="0" /></a>After weeks of panic-cramming I'm finally free to do as I please...which at the moment is sitting in a boiling computer lab from nine til five every day, listening to recordings of four people having a conversation and transcribing exactly what each individual is saying. Four people and four hours of conversation...sixteen hours' worth of conversation to transcribe, and it takes longer than you might think: I was working flat out all day today and managed to transcribe half an hour's worth of speech 'Long tings', as my friend Herb would put it. It has its perks, though: on Tuesday last week I gave a presentation to a load of academics and was rewarded with lunch at a noodle bar paid for by the university. I could have a worse job :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8m9jf-Sf-a8X-7rtb2jcI6KEvdTnt0wWLHBHui7Bq6RT87NCIhijbCvdEZuNQXr9Dxv5fQatchKPfUpW4XXqmszRBq6vhYHQ3RT53cHh8yITwzuzrCTuEBEy0qLVdRT2rCwSimgXnFAA/s1600/DSCF3003.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8m9jf-Sf-a8X-7rtb2jcI6KEvdTnt0wWLHBHui7Bq6RT87NCIhijbCvdEZuNQXr9Dxv5fQatchKPfUpW4XXqmszRBq6vhYHQ3RT53cHh8yITwzuzrCTuEBEy0qLVdRT2rCwSimgXnFAA/s320/DSCF3003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485315777099566290" border="0" /></a>Luckily I'm allowed to wear just about whatever I want to work [though boiling as it is I don't think I'll dare wear shortshorts into the office, much as I'd like to!], so today's outfit consists of:<br /><br />* Polka-dotted skirt/culottes from Ark. I lusted after this for AGES but it was expensive, so in the end I bought it and refused to let myself wear it until I'd done my exams. It was a good incentive! It hangs in lovely folds and looks like a skirt, but...LOOK! IT HAS LEGS! [me AND the skulottes]. Oh myyyy.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu3vWmLOETFfhyxUCMgmfymoMGXjtch_dSD3Hx406l3U3-RPyMVxwY_jZ1M6tnQoS6mfTStNV7HF-CKBKHRpOxOIr8u7exzsgToj6hjz5m0XULUnWdi8Z4CFNh4eztqPdeRAF-aqFLfR4/s1600/DSCF3007.JPG"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu3vWmLOETFfhyxUCMgmfymoMGXjtch_dSD3Hx406l3U3-RPyMVxwY_jZ1M6tnQoS6mfTStNV7HF-CKBKHRpOxOIr8u7exzsgToj6hjz5m0XULUnWdi8Z4CFNh4eztqPdeRAF-aqFLfR4/s320/DSCF3007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485316548094081234" border="0" /></a><br />* Grey sweater, which came from TK Maxx but which I believe is Tommy Hilfiger [no logos on it or anything though, luckily]. I regretted wearing this today as I was roasting.<br />*Black footless tights, pretty standard.<br />* Pink dolly shoes with black lace over the top, from New Look [I don't think these show in the pictures].<br />* Silver necklace made by some jeweller friends of my mother :)<br /><br />I had a bad face moment in the first picture...don't you think my new one is quite an improvement? ;)<br /><br />And now I am off to read my lovely book and listen to Soundgarden, which seems like a perfect way to spend a summer evening.Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-4174291168423999552010-06-18T09:24:00.000-07:002010-06-18T09:46:37.748-07:00EYE HEART BALLZ.Sorry this is slightly late, ladies. I have had the most hectic, amazing week ever. I went to two May Balls, on consecutive nights. They start at 9.00pm and end at 6.00am, and so I have effectively reversed my sleep cycle and now I am nocturnal.<br /><br />This is my first dress. I am not showing you my face because it is gross. The dress is from the interwebs, from a shop called e-dressit, in China. It was so cheap, and is so beautiful. I am wearing a necklace with a little elephant on it, because the theme for the ball was Scheherezade. There were live camels and a snake charmer.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm7R2pwvVRJci9w6iCeIk_w4O7qvZmSPXOddlxHDBPRAeLh2yiSVPYYxG4hmdn0RcuNfQw99A7j5zNIaLbXWRZAk2qNrM2DXjFrsaTtubuphhx4P1cV_s-9jWmOpMOvJtRJ5303kuL-as/s1600/DSCN6574+edit.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm7R2pwvVRJci9w6iCeIk_w4O7qvZmSPXOddlxHDBPRAeLh2yiSVPYYxG4hmdn0RcuNfQw99A7j5zNIaLbXWRZAk2qNrM2DXjFrsaTtubuphhx4P1cV_s-9jWmOpMOvJtRJ5303kuL-as/s200/DSCN6574+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484152160899348786" border="0" /></a><br />I just realised it looks like I have massive shoulders in this photo. I don't think I do in real life... Also, it was so cold, my posture sucks. Never mind. Anyway, it was a lovely night but not a patch on the second ball. Here is dress number two:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioFHtNBPmJSlIUA10hn2oOpx4Jw67Sjd1Jsm3hBPh5tht8f5fz3k6FKt7-uak3V7CvH2f9q42TUGzJ32P-0T-qeytly2QoJsRyQTBYfWI1812VTPiVOuq4J6xTDHI8Y5YPuFtsPaNaWfY/s1600/edit.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioFHtNBPmJSlIUA10hn2oOpx4Jw67Sjd1Jsm3hBPh5tht8f5fz3k6FKt7-uak3V7CvH2f9q42TUGzJ32P-0T-qeytly2QoJsRyQTBYfWI1812VTPiVOuq4J6xTDHI8Y5YPuFtsPaNaWfY/s200/edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484153489548550466" border="0" /></a>My face looked silly in this one too... But never fear, there will be a shot of my head, because I am very pleased with the way my hair turned out. I used rollers! My dress is from Debenhams, my feathery stole is from Monsoon kids...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvJzRzKSUpLazSd-GaAVLWEBgbQH1U32OvHVyFPLm4J70Ps1ULt05BrlkIUTA1IvPUitWifTr2BDbQ71Vmvg62S_J2T8nHChM0c-cOX_JKGCsvFvrywlVyx1iypgSSj-kzmJiBqEJBacg/s1600/DSCN6633.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvJzRzKSUpLazSd-GaAVLWEBgbQH1U32OvHVyFPLm4J70Ps1ULt05BrlkIUTA1IvPUitWifTr2BDbQ71Vmvg62S_J2T8nHChM0c-cOX_JKGCsvFvrywlVyx1iypgSSj-kzmJiBqEJBacg/s200/DSCN6633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484155176648903762" border="0" /></a>And the lace gloves are from Accessorize. You can't see my fascinator in that picture. Oh dear, I have to upload another one. What a shame...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUsD93kmGyvQR5TdYyXiP-Xhodr-diSPAQr6s2g3Iy1_Hh76Oln-cnH9j9OPVyupnKWYIQ0DPlrLrH6Z0rvIXSixm3Z8InCCo-dISpaEVEMSmkSm4U7ICYP1eM-Ev5LJ9NYDXmmdmdX5o/s1600/DSCN6668.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUsD93kmGyvQR5TdYyXiP-Xhodr-diSPAQr6s2g3Iy1_Hh76Oln-cnH9j9OPVyupnKWYIQ0DPlrLrH6Z0rvIXSixm3Z8InCCo-dISpaEVEMSmkSm4U7ICYP1eM-Ev5LJ9NYDXmmdmdX5o/s200/DSCN6668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484155638896510978" border="0" /></a>I am vain... My bad is from Primark like a thousand years ago or something... I was channeling my mother's wedding outfit with the cleavage rose. Gosh my mother is classy. And so am I...<br /><br />Aaaaanyway, sorry about the late and confuzzled post. I love you all, and I love looking at your clothes!!Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-21999354189322178642010-06-15T10:33:00.000-07:002010-06-15T11:01:10.179-07:00Piano exams and other tales.Good evening, ladies.<br /><br />Here I am, once again, after a rather turbulent but successful day. As you already know, today was the day of my piano exam. I'm pleased to report that it went very well indeed. Exams are graded here - I got an A and the judges said that I'm a brilliant pianist. Hurrah! (I apologise for the awful webcam-ness of the pics, please forgive me.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqf3fzfzaR0Gdu7PcOXPREKcs2Bv7EWKQFz2jKM-G3Hjm2SYLif1DpwmIstWlItXIp8kUWPUoR-qr-6xYJQI4SxzFU2iQT54T6x6Sq6AH2lKQrBXZ64K9dQL8SV5uN1D1DtLRVrgvkAU/s1600/Mooky.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqf3fzfzaR0Gdu7PcOXPREKcs2Bv7EWKQFz2jKM-G3Hjm2SYLif1DpwmIstWlItXIp8kUWPUoR-qr-6xYJQI4SxzFU2iQT54T6x6Sq6AH2lKQrBXZ64K9dQL8SV5uN1D1DtLRVrgvkAU/s320/Mooky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483061356556530242" border="0" /></a>I'm wearing a Dorothy Perkins dress which happens to be one of my favourite dresses. It makes me happy and I was very worried about my exam so I put it on in the morning to cheer up. It worked! I wanted to keep my fingers warm, toasty and protected before the exam, that's why I'm wearing black lace gloves. Jewellery-wise, I'm slightly boring today because I'm not wearing any rings - they get in the way when I play the piano. The beaded necklace was a birthday present from my friends. I love wearing it because it's so versatile and goes with almost every outfit! I'm also wearing two black flowers in my hair, black like my dark beating heart, BWAHAHAHA. Yes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPavj_4jK75qbS_cLMJNUv0vCaadESNyWC426wZYlE_Tjm8EwZUy-uTpnOoi2KCJvh0et4pxWBIiBxIfTeIseWoC0AF8mdzDOQLbE8U1DnJh6XzcNdVcz7JnrW7vZfHfPZlHmzRUyO_rA/s1600/Mookyshoes.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPavj_4jK75qbS_cLMJNUv0vCaadESNyWC426wZYlE_Tjm8EwZUy-uTpnOoi2KCJvh0et4pxWBIiBxIfTeIseWoC0AF8mdzDOQLbE8U1DnJh6XzcNdVcz7JnrW7vZfHfPZlHmzRUyO_rA/s200/Mookyshoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483061662458880130" border="0" /></a>As for my shoesies, they're lovely and old-fashioned. I've got two pairs because they're so cool and I want to wear them until I die!<br /><br />Before I go, here's my victorious "I passed grade 7 piano exam!" face:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbIbTuXhDbOMDm-ya54bR-QyNdzb4i-e_weTeykJKm2yCgYq-vHirz6qmLmHCUzpj948gACS2_zzKLLGmfmBJ8o5y4WQDvGR0-2EukvHiuF0wi_VGzTgr7N8-qu0BliHh03rb1N_m3HdQ/s1600/Photo+on+2010-06-15+at+19.05+%232_1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbIbTuXhDbOMDm-ya54bR-QyNdzb4i-e_weTeykJKm2yCgYq-vHirz6qmLmHCUzpj948gACS2_zzKLLGmfmBJ8o5y4WQDvGR0-2EukvHiuF0wi_VGzTgr7N8-qu0BliHh03rb1N_m3HdQ/s200/Photo+on+2010-06-15+at+19.05+%232_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483061945455919906" border="0" /></a>Toodles!<br />Spiggleton<br />xxAlternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-67897086975992910242010-06-14T08:38:00.000-07:002010-06-14T08:44:46.369-07:00Since it is a sunday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_inqk-YFTlryUgVN0f7ZrDXfXoCHARt6UxjMVDxZHbhh80Xg9MpRr4ibTccUQ5XdOmQXqi83XCQ5gBcJCTSMXgFj61yFthgqLxEAH1X6i585wxoIMxsqzHDX0CdztN4S-9zcrFVN8w8I/s1600/Photo+49.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_inqk-YFTlryUgVN0f7ZrDXfXoCHARt6UxjMVDxZHbhh80Xg9MpRr4ibTccUQ5XdOmQXqi83XCQ5gBcJCTSMXgFj61yFthgqLxEAH1X6i585wxoIMxsqzHDX0CdztN4S-9zcrFVN8w8I/s320/Photo+49.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482654980815582066" /></a><br />Good afternoon all. I should really begin this post with an apology. I missed my last post because I was probably sleeping or revising- bad excuses, I know, since other ladies are capable of posting during exam season, I'm sorry.<div>Now to begin today's post, before one leaves to see her lover. In my typical fashion, I present to you:<br /><ul><li>Scarf, from my mummio's bunch of scarves</li><li>Guns N Roses tee</li><li>White studded belt</li><li>Teapot/Flamingo necklace</li><li>Purple skinnies, from H&M</li></ul><div>The Guns N Roses tee I've had since I was about 12, but it was a men's size M from HMV, so didn't exactly fit. I only got around to customising it to fit me last summer, after which time it has recieved many a compliment. Enjoy, mes amis.<br />-Victoryxx<br />x</div></div>Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-76785592963986938082010-06-13T12:37:00.000-07:002010-06-13T13:33:58.862-07:00Holidays In The Sun<div><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482351258117980930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizPq4OQsxMWMKIW_-fdaSSr_iV1TtqcTJLFUBpgbIyMrk6igBKJKHmZIkHrWqxXO4lpaqq1Ej_shMyZ-b56vj0N_BPdkrxaDp7D5zvS_D0KHTqVZCiR9d7H7sSJp4vjop1T9heYlsmh18/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" />I hope I'm not treading on anyones toes by posting a few hours early. I have a fun filled day of babysitting tomorrow, so I wont be able to get to the netbook to upload things I'm afraid.<br /><br /></div><div>So, hello! It's the estranged Capulet here providing you with June based joy and wonder. Summer is a strange time where we have these expectations of what it's going to be like, and what we're going to do and instead (in my case) it ends up a dvd and sleep fest, with the occasional bout of responsibility. Or something. I have gotten through a shocking amount of Lost DVDs in the last couple of days. Haha.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So, my outfit: </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih7ITWuijvZggsU5W2i0Ckp3dvHEqTvlC6uVST2-pITmY-ELhOVCtTPtKLk7xcoF6BVD6pdPhoFVLp2Brm5YhAwNXBb0UL2rYB5xo-32ROKvuy-pCIDC7d-_diIxeXEZHXC6b5sfQ1sBg/s1600/Picture+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482353766924749298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih7ITWuijvZggsU5W2i0Ckp3dvHEqTvlC6uVST2-pITmY-ELhOVCtTPtKLk7xcoF6BVD6pdPhoFVLp2Brm5YhAwNXBb0UL2rYB5xo-32ROKvuy-pCIDC7d-_diIxeXEZHXC6b5sfQ1sBg/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /></a>(If you could possibly ignore my facial expression, the camera was at a particularly unflattering angle and for some reason it's impossible to crop on this blasted laptop)</div><div><br /></div><div>*Top was found tucked away in the sale section of New Look last summer.<br /></div><div>Oddly enough, that's it inside out. I had to cut all the labels off. It's a strange thing.<br /></div><div>*My shorts are my beautiful nautical striped pair that I bought from Primark two weeks ago, only to have the buttons break off by a drunken idiot who thought pulling at peoples clothing was a clever way to get attention. </div><div><br /></div><div>*My tights are also from Primark </div><div><br /></div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482355903993520450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhobz1fhloV_DaOgr49AO_YYGA4HknM58lFr5aUj422Hi8Wa9zf-pgFvr0QiZO1qL0BBTSPulZDDpXmaw5xWUwAjylxdVvBbgEOnGoV2MTKB13q9X_e4yV2zAN9UO5LHVNwuZP77oXjC9I/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" />Also I'm wearing a bunch of bracelests and my spiked metal cuff that I've had since I was about 13. I also got a little fed up recently and decided to put pink through my hair and stretch my ear, but you can see neither venture very well in these pictures. So that's that then :). A week tomorrow I'm going to see Green Day for the second time. I'm pretty jazzed about that. Have a few parties this week too. Hope you all enjoy your summer :). </div><div> </div><div>Love always.</div><div>Kristy. x<br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div></div>Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-66002252545317922722010-06-11T19:09:00.000-07:002010-06-11T19:23:50.370-07:00The day I risked my sanity for this blog (12/6/10)Okay, so you're probably wondering about the title. If so, look no further than the posters on the wall in a few of these shots! I have not become Jonas Brother crazy overnight, so fear not. I took these pics in my sister's room as she has a lovely contraption known as a full size mirror, therefore it is much more convenient to take pictures!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgONpS12ME0b5IbFVIBoQPzXAmEpHK8EWgRj-G2ugG7LWSrM0RT3k4tyG4b_26fYq-imUwE3SvO-gSa7lO8MT88_QyLOk613Eprs3I1iR2dvv2-2IzpU9l-pngdPTqH0AT7yIWIMIXkyb8/s1600/rainbow+033.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgONpS12ME0b5IbFVIBoQPzXAmEpHK8EWgRj-G2ugG7LWSrM0RT3k4tyG4b_26fYq-imUwE3SvO-gSa7lO8MT88_QyLOk613Eprs3I1iR2dvv2-2IzpU9l-pngdPTqH0AT7yIWIMIXkyb8/s320/rainbow+033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481703890581532258" border="0" /></a>Today, as you can see, I am wearing some color! (Or colour, depending on where you are from.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMeYykikXEKrxbDaBMBEecsi_13W7t9tSuO2orEt4qY4GWm4ron106gv08KBCQQJ2yun_bisYGytW2_XJB0f-wg-tQpHcXE__be-o5r4iQjD7TxeqQHwYBLcmnXr2BmREVqAeeUIOa1w8/s1600/rainbow+060.JPG"><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFFnXMQ2xh5Ctka4P_LB_SLebvWmvc6aFirwlN5iXEFGSjCOVZ0lg5anZd10OqZXfWpzi4A1mnUiaki5tHd_eBcl37F1GAQciPOX08IZadOQLrP1rc4_DH7WX86enIo0bvLGro5nXnbH0/s1600/rainbow+041.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFFnXMQ2xh5Ctka4P_LB_SLebvWmvc6aFirwlN5iXEFGSjCOVZ0lg5anZd10OqZXfWpzi4A1mnUiaki5tHd_eBcl37F1GAQciPOX08IZadOQLrP1rc4_DH7WX86enIo0bvLGro5nXnbH0/s320/rainbow+041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481706560275767474" border="0" /></a>I am wearing my No Doubt t-shirt that I got about this time last year at the concert! They were so brilliant, and I was actually listening to them today, forgetting I had the top on. I always feel like such an obsessed fan when I wear a band t-shirt then listen to them on that day!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij-wHetOT1-EcEVj5L6rW6LSh4Hogd0TqwVy0sknq3edpTjHIGnYVmZ5LBIjRpVea6FkRhj8DUJ842QGozx8opYfvbfCL7Dtf7eqVJhrT5MbN1F_-oApT3AEcfM6OnA7-NxCu6-hN0FCs/s1600/rainbow+035.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij-wHetOT1-EcEVj5L6rW6LSh4Hogd0TqwVy0sknq3edpTjHIGnYVmZ5LBIjRpVea6FkRhj8DUJ842QGozx8opYfvbfCL7Dtf7eqVJhrT5MbN1F_-oApT3AEcfM6OnA7-NxCu6-hN0FCs/s320/rainbow+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481704337952528562" border="0" /></a><br />Here are my amazing stripey fishnet tights! 2 for $5 at Wet Seal, I believe! I have some purple and black ones, too, but they're not stripey, more just like interwoven. And they ripped a bit. Gahh. I do hate that. I bought some stockings from Victoria's Secret last weekend and they already have those little black lines on them where the thread is bunched together!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMeYykikXEKrxbDaBMBEecsi_13W7t9tSuO2orEt4qY4GWm4ron106gv08KBCQQJ2yun_bisYGytW2_XJB0f-wg-tQpHcXE__be-o5r4iQjD7TxeqQHwYBLcmnXr2BmREVqAeeUIOa1w8/s1600/rainbow+060.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMeYykikXEKrxbDaBMBEecsi_13W7t9tSuO2orEt4qY4GWm4ron106gv08KBCQQJ2yun_bisYGytW2_XJB0f-wg-tQpHcXE__be-o5r4iQjD7TxeqQHwYBLcmnXr2BmREVqAeeUIOa1w8/s320/rainbow+060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481704902606430514" border="0" /></a><br />Last of all, here is my expression next to a picture of Justin Bieber. This describes the whole picture taking experience, really :P<br /><br />Ciao,<br />Immy xAlternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-72839795930905102362010-06-10T07:10:00.000-07:002010-06-10T07:21:43.527-07:00My darlings! How are you? Good I hope. Well, I've been having a crap few days so I haven't got round to taking a photo of my outfit properly. Luckily I had the initiative to take some emergency photos just in case I felt too gross/sad/ill/lazy to take new ones. As you can see from the lack of pink in my hair these aren't very recent.<br /><br />Here's my new-ish bag. Do you like? It was made by some local woman who sells bags and driftwood art.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX9rC5GH5DR-7WjrA5Aewd9Ktlh-srV3RIuo_9UxNjryjJl2fHRt6iFO34cKJGa5e5JdQUY_GX8RJDKcwn3scLbPYJqrPQLJRuOzof3ApoN2alIbJsM5M0KnVZIVxxSNa4V_J0utGYksg/s1600/DSC07672.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481148023597112434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX9rC5GH5DR-7WjrA5Aewd9Ktlh-srV3RIuo_9UxNjryjJl2fHRt6iFO34cKJGa5e5JdQUY_GX8RJDKcwn3scLbPYJqrPQLJRuOzof3ApoN2alIbJsM5M0KnVZIVxxSNa4V_J0utGYksg/s320/DSC07672.JPG" border="0" /></a> The black mini skirt is from Topshop, and you can't tell but it has cute poofy pockets on the front. The tights are from Blue Banana and I loooooove them because they are fishnet but only in a stip down the side. Looks rather snazzy.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_wwVwiyrwEhfo13s5JaznbHfsJ0oD76vNs9d2c_u35iJf4wAaHnx1u-rbQNFX4K03UrkHw5spCuypVUjt83FMDOzi79gJtf9CX0OpXNc5qe7KA4TdkZA9jr4VycthIPEsAoSoFBpTg2k/s1600/DSC07671.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481148014565998626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_wwVwiyrwEhfo13s5JaznbHfsJ0oD76vNs9d2c_u35iJf4wAaHnx1u-rbQNFX4K03UrkHw5spCuypVUjt83FMDOzi79gJtf9CX0OpXNc5qe7KA4TdkZA9jr4VycthIPEsAoSoFBpTg2k/s320/DSC07671.JPG" border="0" /></a> Wonder woman top is second hand and the hair was a bad idea.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE5eOVew91ZFQ7o2uFnwA0AL8hW1FKt0sJtQ8ryuW8IC1vOJnGmxEgzb2k4vucVGdxM30_rDVI03s5Ur0APqC-vBfwYMcRF1JUNL0GTQJEtcSCy6iq6mBZ9jDJXUnwursLmHrc1Ka7KjA/s1600/DSC07669.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481148003392709778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE5eOVew91ZFQ7o2uFnwA0AL8hW1FKt0sJtQ8ryuW8IC1vOJnGmxEgzb2k4vucVGdxM30_rDVI03s5Ur0APqC-vBfwYMcRF1JUNL0GTQJEtcSCy6iq6mBZ9jDJXUnwursLmHrc1Ka7KjA/s320/DSC07669.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I've been asked to submit a photo for a style blog on Tumblr. Thing is it has to be a full body shot from head to toe and I don't have any of them and I don't exactly feel like asking someone to take photos of me. :/ Boohoo. Looks like I'll have to pass that up.</div><div> </div><div>Well, toodle pip! xxxx<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyDy0Tmus6NLEIR8bMW_HASUC97r0ikbno5gjK46eI_kEoC9pN0dswp7DsKPT1RfFJdKhg4cvHMdyosxsVmPIZS58fxMhgPIDAf7RG8Ym1AlL-JA72oGn9KnlNPW3HxLHNxnB2hGXKNWA/s1600/DSC07684.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-89042171518209190722010-06-08T10:42:00.001-07:002010-06-08T10:58:35.680-07:00Hello world!My dearest and most adoring fans!<br /><br />I'm really really REALLY sorry if I'm stepping on anybody's toes here, and this is your day, but Candy told me a I could post a few days ago and as I'm so late on the mookwagon, I wasn't actually given a specific day, so sorry sorry sorry!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY77Y41TELWPr6EmEUZaeec06oABo4hPrmCp_0S5Qz3oqHtzxdNSG-86F3o3J2fCE8khA7m1P37bI_6SyI3ugseXAXv2ZSWkbMN0uaIR5ai0uhxeibUeMD7j-Y2qvU1yEYMWOaJNL6H2Q/s1600/Photo+141.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY77Y41TELWPr6EmEUZaeec06oABo4hPrmCp_0S5Qz3oqHtzxdNSG-86F3o3J2fCE8khA7m1P37bI_6SyI3ugseXAXv2ZSWkbMN0uaIR5ai0uhxeibUeMD7j-Y2qvU1yEYMWOaJNL6H2Q/s320/Photo+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480460217951360354" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Mh0mARYlZiz2hK4swKxTa6qGbUdOr2biOABTjzwDRNTR4YFQ3_-Nsw6QtQ58AtURYB8kBsYi27C7diZsxAXVWamoqzFhDevB1WHK9FuJSjiucl2W6NVTMKQIn5raUwBKzvoPjKyC79g/s1600/Photo+142.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Mh0mARYlZiz2hK4swKxTa6qGbUdOr2biOABTjzwDRNTR4YFQ3_-Nsw6QtQ58AtURYB8kBsYi27C7diZsxAXVWamoqzFhDevB1WHK9FuJSjiucl2W6NVTMKQIn5raUwBKzvoPjKyC79g/s320/Photo+142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480461466612135410" border="0" /></a><br />This is my outfit today! It's actually quite a lot different from what I usually wear, because I tend to have some sort of belt that cuts off my circulation around the middle, and I'm unsure if I like it or will wear it again, but the dress (which is actually a size 16 top I bought on ebay on a whim, fnarrfnaar) arrive on my doorstep in a little package and i got very excited! I do believe it cost 99p or something ridiculous. I'm actually really happy to be wearing the shirt. It's my favourite shirt, and it's so soft and lovely and vintage but haven't worn it for about a year because that's how long ago it was I wore trousers. I was dressed as a pirate, wow!<br /><br />The spoon necklace I made myself, and I love it. No really, I adore it hugely. It's probably the favourite thing I own. Thing is, people don't seem to understand it. I get asked a lot on whether I use it to eat yoghurt. I don't even really like yoghurt. It's made from fermented cow. And it causes lots of dialogues like this-<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IDIOT:</span> Is that a <span style="font-style: italic;">spoon </span>around your neck?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">CHARLIE:</span> No darling, it's fashion.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">IDIOT </span></span><span style="font-style: italic;">backs away slowly. <span style="font-weight: bold;">CHARLIE </span>sinks to her knees in despair<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">CHARLIE: </span>WHY CRUEL WORLD, WHY? WHY GOD HAST THOU FORSAKEN ME?<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SARDINE </span>enters, and taps <span style="font-weight: bold;">CHARLIE</span> on the shoulder with walking stick.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SARDINE: </span></span>This serves you right for wearing eating utensils around your neck to look as though you have a personality. <span style="font-style: italic;">raises top hat</span> Good day mam'sel!<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>Exuent<span style="font-weight: bold;"> SARDINE.<br /><br /></span></span>FML. x<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><br /></span>Alternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359039826792214583.post-89106881039873903182010-06-07T12:16:00.001-07:002010-06-07T12:27:43.741-07:0050's Hood Look... Misery style ;)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCT_fDsDxe3GCJSeNfYqIkaxA6nHEg8SSeTR1jHZ38laQFX87a4LxV7OiNAsd_qv_WiCdIjlD-ov8jnrcRq7WCroLb5XqSRQxIyimbbL9oJ80qUfmeQnRuIqJc_1UtJI16lQt3TB-vsU8/s1600/P1050772.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCT_fDsDxe3GCJSeNfYqIkaxA6nHEg8SSeTR1jHZ38laQFX87a4LxV7OiNAsd_qv_WiCdIjlD-ov8jnrcRq7WCroLb5XqSRQxIyimbbL9oJ80qUfmeQnRuIqJc_1UtJI16lQt3TB-vsU8/s320/P1050772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480112987468249362" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwMo-G1SplkYzIgIGFYo14TRr5VKURNSEm5VVZ5P1q5LvOZZvaXqZceCn7uw5FC9HOxrpiuNyx4u2lFC2mevEoQjvdNy7OZwpJBMv58M6POiSIpdBbvWctZ2fHCIm_AtCYgxh4rTyFMzw/s1600/P1050791.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwMo-G1SplkYzIgIGFYo14TRr5VKURNSEm5VVZ5P1q5LvOZZvaXqZceCn7uw5FC9HOxrpiuNyx4u2lFC2mevEoQjvdNy7OZwpJBMv58M6POiSIpdBbvWctZ2fHCIm_AtCYgxh4rTyFMzw/s320/P1050791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480114011913879970" border="0" /></a><br />Hey y'all! It's Lady Misery, and today I'm wearing my baby (leather jacet, now a size too big for me) a bright red camisole top, the basic blue jeans any self-respecting 50's hood would wear and... fluffy blue bed socks. With cats on. I forgot to grab a photo of them, but I think you can just about see them here.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>The sunglasses you see here are last year's- I have new ones now in black. However, I was too lazy to retrieve them from my handbag so here are my beauties from last summer. They do not look very Goth. But then again, it is summer so my wardrobe is gonna be pretty limited.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9eQwpR8HDbKIwCdKpnS65AZY5ghA1N5N7yI3QXCZI0Bvxzcs202-tBPfsBLyMgAZUD4y-TZctFNWgW-tvrb_i91iTeoHoCh8GCsXRyVw6m1-jiBrAtU5emRBrOxqjf2yrk6DIdWYWL1Y/s1600/P1050771.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9eQwpR8HDbKIwCdKpnS65AZY5ghA1N5N7yI3QXCZI0Bvxzcs202-tBPfsBLyMgAZUD4y-TZctFNWgW-tvrb_i91iTeoHoCh8GCsXRyVw6m1-jiBrAtU5emRBrOxqjf2yrk6DIdWYWL1Y/s320/P1050771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480115608001825874" border="0" /></a><br />This here on the right is my brand new 'The Lost Boys' poster. Keifer Sutherland, in his prime, hanging over my bed everynight. Drool. Okay, that sounds kinda creepy and Edward Cullenesque, but it's okay. I have Eric Draven on my opposite wall to keep me company :)<br /><br />I hope you all have a fab summer! Love Rachel xxAlternachick-365 Days of Mooky stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15959558954968264589noreply@blogger.com0