Showing posts with label that warm glowy feeling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label that warm glowy feeling. Show all posts
Monday, May 9, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
The Great Wardrobe Swap

I've been waiting for this day for months. The day when I swap over my wardrobes from Winter to Summer. I've done it annually since moving to London and having to share my flat with my mister (something about "compromise", blah blah blah) and space being of the optimum.
So yearly, it gets vacum packed and put under the couch. The best part? I completly forget about half the stuff I own!
This year I totally forgot about my green 50's tea dress, strapless lime pencil dress and the playsuits- oh the playsuits! I can't believe I forgot about these beauties, but thats what frozen noses do to you. It's like someone handed me a whole new wardrobe already packed with memories.
Many outfit posts to follow.
Ezzie x
Monday, March 14, 2011
The Art of Being Selfish

She's a very quick learner. She knows how to do everything. She has one thing left to learn, the Art of Being Selfish.
Of saying no, I can't. Or yes, I want it. Of turning off communication and not giving a damn. Of spending, not saving. Of running, not waiting.
It was one of my new years resolutions to be selfish and I've been failing miserably. So I'm going to practice.
Ezzie x
Friday, January 14, 2011
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
air and light and time and space
"–you know, I’ve either had a family, a job,
something has always been in the
way
but now
I’ve sold my house, I’ve found this
place, a large studio, you should see the space and
the light.
for the first time in my life I’m going to have
a place and the time to
create."
no baby, if you’re going to create
you’re going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or
you’re going to create in a small room with 3 children
while you’re on
welfare,
you’re going to create with part of your mind and your body blown
away,
you’re going to create blind
crippled
demented,
you’re going to create with a cat crawling up your
back while
the whole city trembles in earthquake, bombardment,
flood and fire.
baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don’t create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
new excuses
for.
I love this poem so much at the mo. It's by Charles Bukowski .
Ez x
something has always been in the
way
but now
I’ve sold my house, I’ve found this
place, a large studio, you should see the space and
the light.
for the first time in my life I’m going to have
a place and the time to
create."
no baby, if you’re going to create
you’re going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or
you’re going to create in a small room with 3 children
while you’re on
welfare,
you’re going to create with part of your mind and your body blown
away,
you’re going to create blind
crippled
demented,
you’re going to create with a cat crawling up your
back while
the whole city trembles in earthquake, bombardment,
flood and fire.
baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don’t create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
new excuses
for.
I love this poem so much at the mo. It's by Charles Bukowski .
Ez x
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