Swim with Floaties

I know I said I had no time to post, but I can't help it. You've reeled me in again blog; once more I am torn away from my study. This had better be worth it!

Anyway, today I finally took a mountain of clothes and shoes (I had time to reflect and say goodbye to my Escada heels) to St Vincent de Paul to donate what I couldn't sell on my Facebook store. I promised myself I would just run in, donate the goods and get the hell out of there before anything caught my eye but alas, my op-shopping addiction got the better of me.

So 10 minutes and $10 later I walked away with the most lovely floaty summer dress (among other things). It's actually huge blouse but conventionalism won't stop me from rocking it as a frock. I also picked up a beautiful brown monochrome rose-print scarf, a beige poets blouse and the most amazing leather artist bag which will be fully utalised this summer!

Study Break

So on my study break (which I've allowed myself an hour for) I thought I'd give you all a glimpse of my tattoo. If you were a reader of this old post, you'll be finally pleased to see a photo of my tattoo, but I won't let you see much, just a peek. If you look hard enough, you'll see the little black scar at the bottom of my left hand. I'm still craving a new one though and have been working with a new theme of the Sacred Heart.

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Coincidentally and remarkably like a sign from above, when I took a sip from my waterbottle last night a large droplet fell on my desk in the shape of, yep, you guessed it... the sacred heart! I just had to take a photo. I've come to decide that it's either a divination from The Big Guy saying "go for it, Miann!" or a warning that I'll be condemned to hell for getting tattoos and swearing a lot. I figure I've got a 50/50 chance.

Fashion Protagonism

I don't have much spare time to write this and I know I've left FASHION FALSEHOOD bare for a whole month, but I thought I'd just give you a quick update on my world and my thoughts.

Currently: Hiding under a mountain of paper work and text books and going crazy abstaining from a) social activities b) being a book worm c) acting like a fashion nazi d) op-shopping.

Further more, I haven't really seen anything in this previous fashion month that I find diffulct to absorb and accept as the current trend. I'm loving the piled up watches (the very reason my collection of broken, yet pretty, watches won't be thrown away just yet) and I'm even learning to love the LV bunny ears. Though, mind you, they do easily look ridiculous the moment they step outside of editorial. Maybe I'm finding it so unproblematic to accept all the current and new trend influxes because I haven't had the time to trawl through Style.com and completely emulsify myself into this season to discover things that I hate. Usually I'm a raging, antagonistic killjoy when I see something I don't deem fashionable, but thankfully for you all this post wont have the "rant" tag attached; instead it has been tagged with "inspiration", referring to the bunch of below images that I'm finding most of my desire encapsulated in.

Images: StockholmStreetStyle, unknown, Lover, unknown, Alexander McQueen