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'