POSTAL STRIKE!

I thought I was prepared to spend £395 on a leather jacket.
I was so wrong.

- Dagger.

Let's Find Another Song.

I need to get over using leather in my bridal wear project.
Or maybe I don't.
Maybe I need to find some animal friendly substitute and just get the fuck on with it.

I need some re-assurance right now please and thank you.

- Dagger.

Fuck This

I've actually sat here for about ten minutes now figuring out how I could wear this with that brown dress I always wear.

-Dagger.

I Know You Could.

No picture today.


Okay. This might of cheered me up a little bit.

I've kind of decided I want to make a pair of red leather trousers for this stupid BRIDAL WEAR project.

I like to shout and swear about this project, but I supose it's one of those things I love to hate. I kind of feel sorry for my new tutor though. I've already sworn three times, drawn a picture of myself as a corpse and casually chatted about loosing my virginity.
And I'm seriously considering those leather trousers.

Her: How are you feeling today?
Me: Do you wnat to know how depressed I am? I went downstairs with no make up on earlier to buy a massive bar of chocolate.
Her: Oh. Oh dear.

- Dagger.