Summer Madness...♥

... What I spent the beginning of this very beautiful, *summery* day doing.

Making faces at my very innocent mirror. Because this is what normal people do.

You gotta love the vomit green polish though!!!!

So, you see, life is all about doing the best you can really.

I tried, to NO avail to take a substantial and show worthy picture of this little number the Mother woman bought me yesterday.

And as you can tell, I failed. BADLY, as well. As if computer retardation isn't enough, it had to spill on further to my photography skills. So, I decide to take a simple picture of a dress on a hanger, and the damn camera itself is telling me 'low lighting', every damn time. I put lights off, turn the flash on and off a couple times, and STILL no damn picture... All I get is a blurry mess...

'So, you see, life is all about doing the best you can, REALLY'!


Hence why I have decided to let you see the only picture that looks somewhat like a picture... Except it just shows the pretty little bows on the dress, and the chain strap of this cheap ass bag I bought as well. However, I shall be roping my brozzer to help me with this difficulty, seeing as he can at least work the silly thing.

Well. Here goes. Profuse apologies beforehand!

It's really pretty, really. Trust me on this. Very cutesie, Daisy Buchanan would be so proud of me. Or not. It's got a ruched waistline, and Victorian high neck thing going on, except there's these slits at the front and back that take away all the demure of the high neck. 

Just imagine a slit from the top of the neckline to the top of ze madam above's (little) waist. Yurrp. And then the waist being ruched, and the skirt being waaaay shorter. Total yurrp. Oh, and it has no sleeves either. Risqué, right? lol.

So, an Old English 'Daisy Buchanan-esque' dress that is neither white nor gold (The only colours Miss Daisy was ever described wearing in ze book, mind), with gaping boobie and back holes is pretty much what El Madre bought me, and it only cost a tenner! 

*Obvs, I shall be doing something about the gaping holes, jeez. Like wearing a cami underneath, to cover le brassiere, of course!*

Now to actually find somewhere to wear it to. Since I haven't actually been opportuned to wear any of my newly acquired, cool... ahem... clothes outside the four walls of my bedroom.

Well, I shall return with a PROPER photograph of the dress (and others), once ze brozzer returns.

For now, enjoy my descriptions! 

And now I must leave you to continue with that *points at picture above*

See this? This is as good as my photography skills get. Which is why I have to show you this my fine photography of this fine novel!

So, Adios, and thanks for listening!

xoxo

So... about Brown Sugar...

SO!

Greetings, belles&beaus....

the title implies that i'm going to divulge things about myself.... LOL. some other time, don't worry. probably never actually; because I watch TV. Such nonsense! One Tree Hill, for example. Did you seeee Mr Crazy's shrine of Peyton? I don't blame him, she basically did everything in her whole life around her website. well apart from getting naked... :/ Hmmmm. scary stuff...

What to say, what to say; welll write, shall i say.

Brown Sugar is a whole lotta things really. I really don't know where to begin writing about myself really (see, at least you've gathered i'm not conceited *cute face* ).

*bloggers block* I can't write about myself right now, interesting conversations are going on in the background, and I wanna join!!!! :) but I will tell you this:

• apparently, i'm really random? LOL. heehe
• ermm I sings all the timess... but my friends have learned to accept it :)
• I'm studying pharmacy at uni, but i'm really an artisteeee at heart baby! *cheesy smile

Before that thouggghhhh! these shoes are bootiful. the price is beastliful, unfortunately! till I begin rolling in acres and acres of money, £140 will NEVER, i repeat NEVER, be money I can throwaway on shoes, however darling they are *the swarovskisssssss!!! :( *

brogues, ASOS. beastly (well for me), £140. Good times!

enough for now... this conversation is beautifully demanding my undivided attention, so smell you later?

Toodles!

xoxo