Basically strangers.

I am sorry. I have fully been shit this past month when it comes to blogging. I have been one of the busiest bees if i am honest. So much has been going down chums.

Do you want a quick lowdown? Okay then. Although i am pretty sure it wont be that quick.

Well the last weekend in November brought 'The Big Reunion' This is an indoor festival held in Skegness Butlins organised by 18-30s. Yesss i know what your thinking. Geez 18-30s? and yes i did this year go on an 18-30s holiday and boy did i learn a thing or too but thats another story. Anyway still drunk on holiday me and Larry decided to pay through the nose for tickets to this event.

The weekend started with me decided it would be the best idea in the world to have 'Lazza' temporarily tattooed on my leg and ended in me partying with the rich and famous, Demanding bottles of champagne, patting Tinie Tempah on the back, telling fibs to 'The Holloways', nuzzling into Pritchard of Dirty Sanchezs' coat and smooching with a band member.... or two.

Standard.

The next weekend was my birthday and with it came a party i wont be forgetting in a hurry. I turned 22 and as my Nancy could tell i was feeling sad about this, decided to throw a house party for me. It was held at my house, in Pilling so there for was fucking weird.

I should explain that Pilling is a very exclusive village and very hard to fit in, as my family moved there from Lancaster about 8 years agowe still arent classed as part of the village. Which by the way is FULL of inbread mother fuckers and local gossips. As we arent really 'part' of the village yet we seem to socialise with all the waif and strays, thus making my party something ridiculously out of the ordinary.

Alot of karaoke, alcohol and general ridiculous behaviour resulted in 3 people coming out of the closet, a friend advising people in failing relationships to 'just buy a strap on' and me staying in my birthday outfit for 48 hours. Niiice.

This weekend was meant to be a quiet one but my lovely mummy gave me one of my christmas present early and so i had to go out to show my new 70s jumpsuit from toppy. I would recommend one to anyone, my stumps looked asthough there had been an extra metre added onto them. (Thanks Nancy)

It worked anyway.

Think i am in love. So that it a quick de-briefing of my month. I have loads i need to post, things that have real importance and i am happy to say my fashion show garment is well on its way, i am currently at college whilst i type this so i will take a few snaps of it and get them uploaded.

Crash. Bang. Whallop. Whata Picture. Whata picture whata photograph.

I'll be your private dancer. Dancer for moohlah.

Some sketches from my private sketchbook. Thought i should upload them to keep you interested THAT and the fact am in the middle of watching 'Orphan' and I am completely shit scared so i am multi-tasking so i dont concentrate too much on the film. Think ima have to get in my mums bed tonight.

grow a pair

As much as I parp on about shaving my hair, I literally DONT have the balls. (Parp. LOL at this word. Did anyone use to read magazines like 'Mizz' and 'Shout' who all had 'the ring of shame' pages which consisted of celebs snapped in awkward positions, a speechbubble from their bottoms and the words 'Parp' inside. How lovely).

Yeah so head shaving. I think its brilliant i truely do but sadly like I said i dont have the balls OR a thin enough bod for it (sadly as i have been told i'd be the 'curvy' bandmember. Cheers mate)

As i know Jose will be reading this (as she recently graffitied my facey-b wall saying i need to post) i think she should have this done. Here are a few pics of Agyness Deyn gracing the trend. (Aggy Aggy Aggy, always made them sad BUT DID she ever make them happy?)

Would also just like to point out that i DONT like this girl. In the slightest. Agyness i mean, Not Josie. Her voice is horrendous and her bezzie is an annoying woofter who gets on my 32e's (YEP. 32 e's) and is only good at making tights. Occasionally.

The shoots pretty mint tho.

I wouldnt mind doing something like it if i can talk Josie into shaving her Do' and Ruby can style and i can take the pics. Oooh it could be a bonding session.

Josie's had her hair cut. Dunt she look a right nut.

BACKOFTHENET

This is how i felt (in a nutshell) once i had purchased these amazing Purple velvet over the knee platforms. I wanna look like a 70's bond girl and these will help me on my way.

I even included the 'ahhhhhhhhh' sound effect before leaning back cockily. Are you getting cocky? Yeahhhh.

Against the world and society
Girls that make you go weak at the knees
The fun starts on the balcony
The perfect girl from the bond film

Yes I can see it that you want to be with me
I can see it that you want to be with me

WHO ARE YA? WHO ARE YA?... Angel of the north.

two words. SPANK.BANK.

Nuff said.

Eurgh. I didnt know what that was then.

I have finally bought my fabric for the Fashion show. Yeah boy. This is big news and rather than feeling as stressed about it as i was before today i am actually now looking forward to start work on my garment.

Our theme is 'Inside out' So we have had to focus on bones, cells, blood.... Mmmmm steak. I'm a vegetarian. GOD I LOVE STEAK and i WILL put chicken in your mouth when your sleeping 'Jim'.

Instead of going for a full on blood fest (because like i once admitted i am infact abit of a girly girl- Nah am not actually) Anyway i have opted on printing on to my material with either silk paints OR screen priniting it.

Heres some of my sketchbook work for this brief.

Close up Mr.Deville.

Will keep you posted.

Hello boyyys.

WHERE has River Island come from? Whipping out all these fab pieces. I am in love with this foxy red number.

NOT to mention these beautys. No offence too anyone who likes River Island but i always avoided it cos i thought it was just tacky crap which the designers insisted on branded every piece with a visable R.I logo. Asthough you'd be showing off the fact everyone is wearing the same outfit as you on in the club. Errr body in the club getting tipsy. Its gettin' hot in herre. So take off all your clothes. I am getting so hot, i wanna take my clothes off. Nelly hang all out. Mix a little bit a ah, ah, With a little bit a ah, ah. Nelly just fall out. Give a little bit a ah, ah. With a little bit a ah, ah. Nelly hang all out. With a little bit a ah, ah. And a sprinkle a that ah, ah. Nelly just fall out. I like it when ya ah, ah Girl, Baby make it ah, ah.

Strip the bush. Naked. Strip naked.

Yeah so i went in and saw these. The jacket was a little pricey for my budget but i am seriously considering borrowing my mums credit card and purchasing this bad boy. The shoes are 25 squid in the sale.

I asked the sales assistant about opening up a River Island card. They stopped doing them. Oh my hat! Its resulted in me calling the lady a 'smallboy' and trashing Lancaster River Island. I got a fine on the spot and i am due in court in 3 months time.

JJ.

What did you do when you got home? Honestly? Yeah me too.

Is that a 'Henleys' Logo on your pants or you just pleased to see me.

Skimming through old photographs, i find this. LOL. Yes thats me. And yes funnily enough this guy DID turn into a stalker. I saw him out the next weekend and he told me he liked my car.

Get away from you fucking creep, before i have to back hand you, you, you dirty dog you.

I am glad i am finally growing up. I do seriously think i have matured a great deal this year and i can say i think i am happy with myself, i am perhaps still in my own world a little but i highly doubt thats such a bad thing. I WILL TELL YOU WHATS PISSING ME OFF THOUGH. THIS. HOW ALL OF MY SENTANCES ARE AUTOMATICALLY SET AT MIDDLE ALIGNMENT.

I will have to consult Ruby, she may know how to change it, i hate computers. I just use to sit in my computer class typing business letter heads in ransom font.

Anyway i uploaded this picture because.. Well, just LOOK at my tan. I think i need a holiday.

DEF consider going solo again.

Her-my-oh-knee

Ask anyone. Ask anyone who knows me and they will all tell you the same. I AM the biggest Harry Potter fan out there. I think i know more about it than old JK herself, not to mention sometimes forgetting its all pretend.

I never considered blogging about my slightly obsessive behaviour towards The Magical world of Harry Potter in which i without a doubt belong in but seen as though we are privileged enough to be graced with Emma Watson's face on the front of this months Vogue i thought, why not?

'S.P.E.W'

I love Emma liberating decision of cutting her bushy Hermione hair. Seriously. Although if it was up to me she would of kept the magic alive with her untamed locks for the rest of her life. Hermione is one of my favourite characters, although she wasn't in the first book, well not until they were attacked by the troll. That changed alot of my views on the Little Miss Know-it-all Granger.

I say she is one of my favourite characters but to be honest with you i find it hard to find ANY character in Harry Potter that i dont love in one way or another (YES including Lord Voldemort, Bellatrix and Lucious Malfoy- Although i only love Lucious for the mere fact he carries his wand around in a long stick with a silver snakes head as a handle. What a bake.)

After reading this there is little point in you trying to talk to me about Harry Potter, i wont tolerate people pretending they know about it when they clearly dont. You dont like bossy? No i wont tolerate it.

These conversations usually end in me spending hours explaining everything they dont understand or arent too sure about the books. When all i really want to do is go home, have a hot bath, wash my hair, make a brew and get in bed with Hazza himself. Having said that i would not bed Harry himself. Ron yes. Lupin yes. Sirius yes. Snape yes. Malfoy yes. Weasley twins HELL YES. They can tagteam me. But I draw the line at Harry as he is almost a brother now (Dumbledore being my dad) and looks slightly like a man in a childs body. I do wish i could of been closer to Dudley. Although i think i am on his christmas card list. I am still waiting for my Hogwarts letter of acceptance so i can (in the words of Percy Weasley) be rubbing shoulders with these sorts of magical chaps.

Also in real life. Malfoy ask Hermy out.

Or ask me.

Actually yeah ask me.

I'd let you put your basilisk into my chamber of secrets.

Hoping you are well,

Mathila Hopkirk.

JUSTICE.

'He's not very well'

girls like her dont shine so bright..

Quite the contrary. She is shining pretty bright to me. Shine a light! Shine a light on the sitaution. She is.

I want me some Lowrise jeans.

Take me back SOMEONE.

So little time SO much to do.

Tomorrow is the UCAS deadline date for university applications. This is a very important day BUT as always i am avoiding the most important thing i should be on with and whoring the internet for images of The Olsens. Ashley preferably. 

I heart them. I always have. I was a major fan of 'Two of a Kind' and all there willy nilly films with stupid storylines. Truth be known i am actually a bit of a girly girl at heart. In some senses 'those senses not love though Little Jimmy'.

Thats not a quote. I was just speaking in an American southern accent to myself.

Anyway yes. The twins. I think they look exceptionally well dressed pretty much ALL of the time (even when Mary-Kate went through that whole hobo phase- she still looked hot cos lets face it she was still drapping herself in scarves that are probably more expensive that my car and by that i mean when i bought it.

Gotta scoot Little Jimmy i hear Christine is on her way.

The mothership...Again.

'Daisy... Dont these look like willys'



GO ON. Reach round me. I dare ya.

Nancy on a plate. Dire straits. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jqOSR7KX_ik
'Play this at my funeral Daisy.... and dress up really nice, but in black. I dont want people turning up in colour.' Right mum. (This is my mother. I work with her on a saturday in a Spar shop that she owns. Saturdays now consist of me, my mother and Kelly. Kelly has a grin on her face from the minute i walk in (i use to work with her everyday and not only did we form a great friendship we also made a really good working team) i dont understand why she is so happy too see me as i am usually an hour late or so. The last saturday i worked with these two (cant think of the right word to describe them) sweet sweet special children, they found it hilarious to sing Johnny Cash songs to me all day as i had made it clear how little a fan i was of the film 'Walking the Line'.. Kelly is making a Johnny Cash mix CD for next Saturday. Joy. It also contained one of the funniest stories my mother has ever told me, it did take her 20mins or so to tell me this as Kelly had tears rolling down her face from laughing so much. I probably shouldnt tell you this story as it is slightly private but what the hell....

We recently invested in a slushpuppie machine in the shop this is proving to be a big seller (and its yummeh with vodka) in investing this we have invested in a 'slushpuppie man' as we call him who calls once a month or so and checks on the machine. I have never met him as he usually comes midweek when i am at college, He is called Stan, or Mike, or Colin or something, he is Scottish and a bit rude sometimes, apparently.

Anyway Mum had eaten steak the night before he came and had a dicky tummy all day so she was in the staff room toilet when she shouted to my dad (who was passing through the back of the shop) to get her some toilet roll or something like this and left the door unlocked so he could pop it in for her. So there she was 'dropping the kids off'  with her pants round her ankles when low and behold WHO barges in the staff room toilet door but the slush puppie man. Nancy screams and slams the door in his face, yelling 'OH MY GOD! GET OUT!'

He leaves but instead of returning back into the shop he stays just outside the staff room toilet door and waits for her to do her business. By this point my mum is so embarrased she cant even bring herself to spray airfreshner as she doesnt want to make it obvious (LIKE ITS ALREADY NOT!) so she saunters out humming to herself with a box of tampax to make it look as though she was on a period and continues to walk back through the shop holding them, waving to the locals. Nancy... You and your bowls. TOO many funny stories.

Anyway yes, Nancy only wants black and nicely dressed folk at her funeral. This is the women who turned up to work wearing ALL red. ALL. RED. Red dress, Red (high denier) tights, Red shirt (worn open), Red flower in her hair and her Patsy Klein Snakeskin boots. After me and Kelly rolling round laughing at her for a good while i contemplated taking a picture of her and dubbing it 'Could this be the worst outfit ever?' But then in walks my younger brother Bobby (nicknamed last week Mick Hucknell from Simplyred) in yellow flowered surf shorts, checked shirt and gypsy/farm boots. Whatta family.

tea towel ratgirl and YES the bedbugs did bite.

He is a vegetarian and i aint fuckin scared of him.

This is a pretty old drawing i found in one of my sketchbooks. I dont like the meaning behind the picture because as i now know all geordies are pretty much twats. Anyway its a sad story. Infact no it probably isnt to you.

This was before i got confident drawing, hence why i replaced the mouths with hearts that and the fact he said lovely things. I called him sugar because we had the sweetest time. Bahaaa. Moby dickkk was a toyboy and a bastard one at that.

I heart this picture.

OMG Nancy have you starched them flares?

Chloe

Gareth Pugh

Balmain

Emilio Pucci

I wamt a pair. CLEARLY meant want.

Flares. They look so stylish, i gotta get me a pair, when i finally get have enough money to get my paws on some. (which realisticaly could be quite a while away what with my court fine to pay, car insurance, petrol moey, MOT, nights out, Lucy Battles birthday bender and present..... She will be all 'you dont have to get me a present if you cant afford it' Well yesi do. Really. I'd personally be well pissed off if my best friend opted out on present buying for my birthday, infact i dont think i'd class her as a best friend at all anymore.Besides i love buying Lucy presents as she is the easiest person to buy presents for.)

God i miss her. She is too busy bumming up to Leeds socialites, god knows who she is choosing to rub shoulders with up there, it cant be good for her. Baaa. Leeds is wank.

Anyway as i am unfortunate enough to be blessed with my Auntie Janeys knees (No offence Janeth- You pull them off MUCH better than I) They are also tres short. I once measured them in college with Josie and she said they arent. I think this was a lie. They more than defiantely are, heres to hoping investing in some flared bottom beauties will help elongate my lil tree stumps. Darn you stumps. Why i oughta....

You motorboating son of a gun.

Motorboating. Ahaaa. Wedding Crasher, Vince Vaughn. Another older man i would love to....do. I dont know why i have these crushers on suga-daddys because am pretty sure if any of them came on to me i'd shit myself.

WHO AM I KIDDING. No i wouldnt i would be all over it like a rash? A dog on heat? A fly round shit? Who knows the proper saying. I've had it up to here trying to remember things. I am going to come down on myself like a tonne of bricks.

When googling models etc i often come across pics of them TRES scantily clad or naked. Strip the bush naked. Strip. Naked. Strip. Naked.

Dirty Blonde. Dirty. Dirty like Club NME.

If only i had the balls to do this. The balls and the body. Grow a pair Daisy and perhaps make friends with a photoshop wizzkid. Any takers?

Got a brand new face for the boys at MTV.

More 90s shhhh....show of emotion. Kevin! You spent $937 on room service! Buzz your girlfriend. WOOF.

Cindy Crawford

Naomi Campbell

Linda Evangelista

Eva Herzigova, Helena Christensen, Claudia Schiffer

I wish one of these women had been in my life from a young age. I'd say take the role of my mother but i mean, come on NANCY?! Who could beat that. Love you Mum, you sweet sweet little white child.

Watch this and prepare to be... slightly in love with Georgey Porgy for coming up with this idea for a music video. Because as we all know this was the birth of the supermodel and WHAT a glamorous birth it was. No one was biting down onto a belt in this delivery suite. Well actually....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9WSb5aXLfc

God I always had like 10 of Baby blowing a bubble.

Ginge.

I dont have a strong interest in the spice girls but i DO however have a strong interest in this dress. I am being stupidly serious when i say i want one. Perhaps a little longer one though. Sadly i can only find awfully tacky fancy dress versions (yes the type men went through a phase of wearing when it was hilarious to do their own takes on 'wannabe'... Its a classic Dad. Leave it out.

Just to inform you my Dad never actually did any of that- He did however run (YES-run) down my street (When i was a kid lifting up gutter lids so someone might fall down- Which also happened to me once. Funnily enough it hurt alot and almost ended with my leg in a cast) dressed as Mario. Me and my brother ran off with our chums and nodded our heads in agreement when they all dubbed this 'stranger' as a weirdo.

That also reminds me of another time when my Grandpa came to pick me up from primary school. EVERYONE knows parents wait outside for you, i mean i think its physically impossible for them to get inside the school without signing in or whatnot BUT oh no not my Grandpa. He barged his way into my class and shouted over everyone 'DAISY! Your coming home with me!'

'Whos that?' Said Emma Nicholson
'No idea.. Do you think i should go home with him?'

I <3 Parents.

Anyway back to Spice Girls. Does anyone bar me even remember the short stocked Spice Girls crisps? My favourite were cheese and chive, but i was informed there were no such crisps so now i think i may of dreamed it, maybes i did actually because i dont  like cheese and chive usually.

                                                                  Ah-Zig-Ah-Zig-Ah

I'll show you me ART if you'd like?

Costume Design Brief.

This is my finished design sheet for a costume design brief i was set before the summer. I based it on Wuthering Heights but adapting it into a modern take on the English classic love story.

Sketchbook work. Research and all that jazz.

Its me OH Cathy come home now. Probably not the right words. I am not the best at remebering lyrics or names come to think of it. Joyce. Or films ('Goldmember'..... 'Daisy isnt it Goldfinger?!')




Final design sheet for an Accesory brief

 This is another brief i was set last year. Pretty self explanatary really, Epaulettes. Me and Josie attemping a little photoshoot last year but i would very much like to do another one, i think it could be fun. Must mention that to Ruby...and Josie....

Ahhh...

I'm ready for my close up Mr. Deville




Screen Prints worked into using paint, papers and sewing machines.

This is some old work from before the summer. I really enjoyed working into it though so thought i'd upload a picture of the finished piece. After this i did think about maybe studying textile design at MMU then i thought ahaaa NOT.

I'll stick to my Fashion Illustration. Please. Please LCF.