Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts

Thursday, 27 January 2011

Oh My Broken Heart Songs

 i miss having a shaved head

lady of the house of love

Friday, 18 December 2009

17:42


Pretty anonymous lady.

The need I have for dreadlocks isn't going away...

-Dagger.

Monday, 14 December 2009

Haus Frau.


Clicky clicky!

It is seriously my life's aim to have dreads this cool one day.

-Dagger.

Thursday, 3 December 2009

Creatures Of Love

hello everyone!
good news
project is over!
i have my life back!

i bought my first pair of control pants today
i don't think i'll be able to breath in them

i also bought a new dress today
it needs a button but i look AMAZING in it... i'll be posting some pics soon

i need to decide what to do with my hair, its no long enough to do want i want with it but too short to stand up on its own anymore... i might have to get pratising later

i just wanted to add that i love you all

lady of the house of love

Thursday, 19 November 2009

Kissing Without Kissing

i met a guy last night with the same hair as me... which was slightly odd
he was cute though
no number however

i've just remembered that i need to do 4 drawings for my illustration class tomorrow
luckily its at 2 so i might leave it to the morning
i'm too tired to function right now

and on that note

im going to end this pointless post
i did say i was going to blog more this week
...true story

lady of the house of love

Wednesday, 4 November 2009

One Day We'll Go To Paris.

Today.
I'm really wishing I have big hair. And small thighs.
I can't quite decide if I'm okay or not.

-Dagger.

Sunday, 9 August 2009

Today.


I'm just about wetting myself in excitment over life.

-Dagger



I Want To Do Bad Things To You.


Fuck you punk.

My mum is making a cake and she's letting me lick the bowl.
I love life.

-Dagger.

Saturday, 8 August 2009

Then You Will Die Oh Please Don't Die

so today i bought my first set of kitchen utencils, i never thought i would get excited about tea towels or making sure that my oven gloves match the colour scheme or whether or not i'm going to need a set of storage boxes...but you know what? it was fun...
but i'm still a little scared.

next weekend i'm going to have the house to myself
it'll be like a trail run before september
i don't however want to spend friday night on my own
and i'm trying to decide whether or not to invite him round
but what would that suggest?
am i worring too much about expectations
especially my own
you'll have to forgive me, i'm not experienced in this area
"so we take a little me and we take a little you"

and i'm still a little scared.

on monday i shall be getting my third tattoo
but i now i would also like a flamingo tattooed on my left ankle
i might have to
there is just something about them that i love
i just find it strange that i dislike the colour pink
but i'm still a little scared

for some reason whenever i have a small mental break down i feel the need to change my hair
i've been looking at alot of old photographs lately
i think i might have to dye my hair red again
i felt prettier with red hair

"you don't care about us, its your age, its my rage"
i should probably exercise more
lady of the house of love

Wednesday, 15 July 2009

We Cannot Cling To Those Dreams.


I am going to be sad.

This post is going to have paragraphs rather than random statments. Hopefully.

So. Last night I ripped my nose stud out taking my glasses off in a really stupid way. It bled and I swore a lot.
My mum is quite good in a dilema.

The stupidest thing I've said today: "I still look like a dirty fucking hardcore bitch in my pjs."
Not quite.

Oh. I had a photo shoot on monday morning. My photographer insisted I bring lots of different PVC outfits and then looked terrified of every single one. We got some quite good shots though. Meh.

I like being blonde. I like it a lot. Feeling girly/quirky/pretty/more like my actual self. Scared of learning to swim/ having to take my hair and make up off to do it.
Bikini shopping was horrific and he rang me and I swore at him.

FUCK.

I got drunk and cried in the pub and he told me I look really pretty when I cry even if it makes his insides hurt.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

I'm so boring when I actually talk.

-Dagger.

Tuesday, 14 July 2009

What Does Your Tattoo Say?


Is it just me and my tiny tiny laptop having problems commenting on this damn blog?

So. Yes. I love to club club club.

- Dagger

Thursday, 9 July 2009

Oh.



So. Today I am blonde.

- Dagger.

Friday, 3 July 2009

Would You Love Me More If I Had Hair?


I think my head is fucked.
I'm slightly embarrassed about this picture. I think I look like a prostitute but I probably don't. I have nothing in common with that woman. We would not get on if we met down the pub.
It's like looking at a snapshot of another girl and it makes me very uncomfortable.
I feel more femminnie bald.
- Dagger

Thursday, 2 July 2009

Your Lack Of Hair Really Suits You


So today...
- I shaved my head.
- I got a tattoo that didn't hurt as much as it should have.
- I got colour back into my thumbs.
- I gave a boy an errection. Apparantly. Don't take HIS word for it.
- I took my top off?
- I thought about someone. A lot.
- I told my mum about someone =)
- I realised my mum actually gets me a lot more than she should.
- I did not sew. Mwahahahaha!
- I got more ice lollies.

Exciting day.

-Dagger.