she's a real gem

it might be the patriotism surging within me, or it might just be the fact that she is amazing, but i have always always always loved gemma ward. she is the image of perfection, in my opinion, and some call her alien-like, but i think she is stunning, absolutely.





gemma ward, US Vogue 2004

and whenever i say something like 'she is pure perfection' i always get the very different image of chuck bass in my head, saying with his lecherous glee 'there's something wrong with that level of perfection. it needs to be violated.'
ah chuck, how do i love thee? let me count the ways.

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and walls made of gingerbread

it's days like these, when it is impossibly cold outside and you can almost feel the glass on the window freezing over, when the sky is so blue! that azure colour that makes your eyes water, when your nose is red just from thinking about sticking your head outside the window for a quick cigarette... It's the days like these that make me happy that i live where i live.

i like my room, it is one of the only things that i do like about my existence in sydney. it is a refuge for me, a place where i can escape from my family, and school and life and just be myself, among the magazine cutouts that line the walls, and the vintage clothing that spills out of my drawers and my towers of books that pile haphazardly towards the ceiling (i really need to get a bookshelf...)

It's very small. people always remark on that when they first see it. But i love it. i don't care if there's hardly any floor space, and even that is covered with stacks of magazines. i don't care if my friends have huge king size beds, i like my antique day bed all the same. i don't care if they have walk in wardrobes, my clothes hang from the walls like the works of art that they should be.

but i love it so much. i am going to sob hysterically when i have to give it up and move away. i wonder what my mum will do with all the pictures on the walls?








sorry for the lack of quality camera, i took them with my phone *blushes and hides*

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