r&r

i LOVE the sense of total removal from everything when u put ur head under bathwater. its nice, like walking through the park at 5am after a heavy night out. refreshing. need a snorkel set and i'll be able to escape for hours beneath the murky depths of my own filth.

in hades related news, a customer actively used all words beginning with 'P' today so she could empty her salivary glands directly onto my face. she seemed alarmed i kept inching away, which only encouraged the attack until i was pinned between her rotund form and some beautiful polyester dreams. yummy. it was easily THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE. other than the time i got done for armed robbery by my dad. embarassssing.

i know this is also supposed to b a fashion blog but not alot has inspired me of late. the identikit army is still out in force, and although i lust (i love that word : LUST. so much heat behind such a tiny fragment. its not used enough, LUST LUST LUST!) after many of the items they all sport, such as the satchel and the aviator, i can't bring myself to spend my hard earned (ha!) schrapnel on replicas of what everyone else is wearing.
however, one lady has caught my eye. although fictional, Lol in This Is England '86 is a total style icon. i fucking adore the pure androgyny of her outfits, the blunt cut and colour of her hair and the general 'piss off' attitude she swaggers about with.

her post punk/ skinhead mod mashup is divine, and she retains her femininity whilst having an edge. hello girl crush <3 i'm off to get a set of dr martins and a fred perry polo. CHAMPION! x