If...

If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn't a lie,
Life would be delight,
But things couldn't go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn't be I.

If earth was heaven, and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense
But I'd be in suspense
For on such a pretence
You wouldn't be you.

If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,
Yet they'd all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn't be we.

-- E. E Cummings

Films

I'd be lost without the weight of you two on my back. I ain't going anywhere.
 

I wish you were gay, you'd be much more sensitive
 

I just feel like I should stop thinking about it, you know? But I can't.

Colours

I think about colours a lot. I remember learning in science when I was younger about how colours are not real, how they are just reflections of light. Then I think about blind people. Not people who were in an accident as a child, but blind from birth people. Say you took one out to a field, they could feel the grass, its shape and texture and they would understand what it looked like from that, but then you would tell them that this grass is green. What would they picture in there minds? If colours are just reflections of light, and a blind person can never see light, then do they just picture things in black and white? Or does there mind create colours that are impossible for even us to imagine because our imagination is so limited by what we know?

How would you describe a particular colour to somebody? Can it be done?

Treasure Hunt

Don't you want to follow the lines? Go on a treasure hunt? Drive down the roads on the creases of his jacket? As humans we can't help but find meaning where there is none, and creating beauty where at first there is none to be seen.

These pieces are by Laura Wills, an Australian artist who paints on contour and topographic maps. I love her work.

at once I knew I was not magnificent..

I have expensive taste, but little money!

To me, fashion isn't what other people think when they look at you. It isn't about stereotyping yourself - girly, indie, emo etc - to me, fashion is about seeing a piece of clothing, a bag, or some jewellery and and just knowing that you have to have it. It's about taking risks, putting something on, looking in the mirror and not thinking that yes, I look the same as so and so, not thinking yes, I have the same coat as 90% of girls my age. It's looking in the mirror and thinking, I feel good. I feel special, and I feel confident. Whether you feel that way by looking the same as so and so, or by having the same coat as 90% of girls your age is up to you, so long as you feel that way.

Right now, I've been glued to Opening Ceremony's website. Their clothes are so original and pretty.

Unfortunately for me, the prices would be hefty even if it wasn't an America based company, and I didn't have to pay shipping. On the up side, Anthropologie still have their January sale on! Hopefully I'll get some money in before it ends!

Hope for the Flowers

"What looks like you, will die, but what’s really you, will still live. Life is changed, not taken away."

This book will plant inspiration and hope in the hearts of everyone who reads it. It follows the lives of two caterpillars, Stripe and Yellow, who are facing issues. Issues of life, of death, of goals and anxiety and the metamorphosis that occurs on the path of becoming more and more yourself. Hope is the best gift you can give a good friend going through a hard time.