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Lazy Weekends and Christopher Columbus

Had a lazy weekend today..just because I could..but haven't done anything with it..if there was anything to do on a lazy weekend apart from sleep in 'till three in the afternoon.. don trackies and a supersuper large Newcastle hoodie and not venture out the door unless it's to collect the Meatzza Dominoes pizza with the room mate. Attractive times, I know. But right now, inspite loving the lazy lazy weekend, and being inside not obliged to do anything at all is the nicest thing after a crazy headach-ey week, but I think I'm feeling that a trip t somewhere far away and oddly spelt like. Fiji or ....Paris. That'd do me, I'm pretty simple t please.
Anyway, that's what the globes were about if you were wanting to know. I've decided that I'm not a massive fan of the blue-green purple-y ones that they have in classrooms. Much prefer the vintage yellow ones. Or If someone could give me an exceptionally old school view of the planet like, perhaps. a flat one. Christopher Columubus style. mhmmm. That would be cool, but thinking about it.. It might take up lots of room. and you wouldn't be able to spin it like a proper globe. Back t the drawing board methinks.
But anyway, the POINTT of all this typing out loud, lazy weekend stuff is pretty much that I wouldn't mind spinning the globe and placing a finer on any place that maybe isn't in the middle of the sea and has nice coffee shops and that could maybe speak Latin, so I can put my new found skills into practice. See? I am incredibly easy to please.
Going to go now tho. and be more lazy. Only a eleven-ish more hours of this lazy weekend left.


Quote Of The Post: 'There is no life higher than the grasstops/ Or the hearts of the sheep, and the wind/Pours by like destiny, bending/ Everything in one direction'- Sylvia Plath, Wuthering Heights.

:) Emmy xo

Peach Colours and Ordering an Elephant Online

Inspired by the peach dress in the Pride and Prejudice shot, I've been flicking through the tumblr sites and have found a new favourite colour. Which, I've come to realise, is all this blog is about.. what my favourite colour is this week ..and how I realise that in my mildly extensive wardrobe there is actually nothing of this colour. I shall have to go look tomorrow. But I realy shouldn't, because I am but a poor poor student, to lowly even to walk into H&M.
Mmm. 'Typing' of being a student.. I'm missing textiles again. Which is just sad, isn't it? But I've been flicking through the short courses on the London College of Fashion website and thinking about taking a course in fashion design.. or illustration- except I can't 'realy' draw. Bleh. I feel so limited. Have so much energy and excitement for these things, but being talentless realy limits you, I find. mm. Must find something I am good at. Like... . ..

.... ... ..

..like eating. I shall eat for a living. But maybe I can't even do that because my flatmate (in jest, I hope:) )told me it was funny when I swallowed. So maybe I won't be able to eat for a living. .maybe I shall grow a beard and join the circus and eat popcorn all day and wear peach colours as my circus clothes. Excellent plan. Though now I feel like a traitor to my degree. Poor Linguistics (and a little bit of Latin), never mind. I am sure syntax will not miss me as I take up a career in trapezing and or elephant training.

Must go now, I am going to see if I can order and elephant over the internet. You know, just for practice.

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Quote of The Post: 'Mutating into a dream state itinerary of surreal effects. Strolling in a fantasy garden where dresses turn into nocturnal flowers, tenuous vibrant botanical corolla are shaken and stirred by an imaginary breeze, just as in a spell'- Valentino

:) emmy xo

I Believe in Pink and Living in Trees

Keira Knightley

Zooey Deschanel


Freja Beha Erichsen


Evanna Lynch

Alison Harvard

Hattie Morahan

Alison Sudol

Alexa Chung

Clemence Poesy

Sophie Dahl

A really odd mix of choices today, but these are my 'girl crushes'. I couldn't tell you why or what they have in common, but perhaps you could tell me?
I think I'd like to be a mix of Hattie Morahan and Sophie Dahl when I am older, and speak french and make croissants and live in a tree and own a pet deer. Or perhaps you can't have everything, but I think I would like to try.
Au Revoir!

Quote of the Post:
"I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles." — Audrey Hepburn



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:) emmy xo

I'd Best Tidy Up My Head, I'm The Only One In Love

Images of the backs of people's heads realy fascinate me today. I actually have a folder in my 'pictures' section entitiled 'heads', and I've kept adding to it. If a new person flicked through my computer folders..they'd be like.. 'a heads folder? arms and legs folder? a folder on funerals? Emz, you odd odd person.' Jk tho, I don't have an arms and legs folder, or a folder on funerals for that matter.. I'm not a weirdo. heh.

Must stop putting off my essay now: Are Meaning and Computation Compatible in a Theory of Language & Mind? anyone willing to write it for me? anyone? ?? Thought not. boo . :)

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Quote of the Post: '..happiest on your hands/ feet to the stars and moonskulled,/Grilled like a fish'- You're. Sylvia Plath

:) Emmy xo

Jammy Dodgers and a Swiss-Austrain Neoclassical Painter

When I was at home (back in Yorkshire) a couple of weeks ago I got to have a look round one of those statley homes, which I realy enjoyed because all the pretty carpets and interiors and such were still intact.. and rather large living rooms and libraries with realy old books in..very fascinating, all in all. Anyway, I saw this painting that was hanging in one of the bedrooms and the tour guide guy explained that this painting was by an artist called Angelica Kauffman, who spoke alot of languages and was talented in music as well as being a famous painter.

'The portrait shows Kauffman sitting between two mythical female figures - one art, one music - while they vie for her attention. The character of "painting" is rendered as a stern creature, though heroic and virtuous, whereas the figure for "music" is seen as a more light - hearted creature, bringing out feelings of sensual pleasure in the viewer. Kauffman's body language in the picture reveals her regret at choosing painting'.

(Information from answers.com -last accessed November 2010)

So when I saw this painting it sort of struck a chord with me that day, cause similiarly to Kauffman aswell as languages I also enjoy working with colours, collages and sketching etc. While I suck at drawing, and I'm not a massive artist, I still enjoy being creative like in in textiles lessons back in College. I do love linguistics as a whole and do still wish to be a Speech and Language Therapist, I miss sketching. And would sometimes rather be doing that instead of syntax and things. Just a thought.

I think I'm having one of these 'I'm in the wrong degree' days, which I think is kind of like a mid life crisis, but university style. Mostly, cause I was looking at all the work I have to do for Academic Skills and such and my mind went silent. It still is a little bit, assignment wise, but it's more interested in watching America's Next Top Model and eating Jammy Dodgers, which it realy shouldn't be.

Butttt, I have decided that I shall 'man-up' as they say, tomorrow and write essays on Chomsky's linguistic theory and eat Jammy Dodgers. Sounds like a plan.

Quote of the Post:

'Mis-shapen Chaos of well seeming forms'-Romeo, Romeo+ Juliet, W. Shakespeare

:) Emmy xo

A Banging Fringe & A Bit Of Tim Burton

Proper feelin' that I should chop all mine off and get some bangs. (Is that what they call a fringe in America? A bang? ) It's long-ishhh at the mo, with a wibbly side 'bang'-thing that always has a stray hair ..that ends up looking like a comb over cause I like the whole thing to be top heavy .. anyway, 's not plain, chic & simple, ala Freja Beha (shot2) & Alexa Chung (shot5) Not sure tho, I think I'm too chicken (read: lazy/cheap) to change it. & it'll require high maintenance (which I'm also too lazy/cheap for). The current tresses are in dire need of dowsing under a decent shower & de-greasing. But again, I'm lazy and waiting 'till after a Squash sesh at the gym for my yearly cleansing. (Don't I sound cool? :/ )

Anyway, must go. Got t work out what to create for tea with a single chicken thigh & philadelphia cheese. om nom nom.

Wish us luck, ey?

Pics via: Lula Scrapbook, FYAlexa Chung, FYGood Hair

Quote of the Post:

'The Boy with Nails in His Eyes

put up his aluminium tree.

It looked pretty strange

because he couldn't realy see.'

-The Boy With Nails In His Eyes, Tim Burton.

:) Emmy xo

The Colour Of Our Planet From Far Far Away

Just noticed nothing has been written since the summer.. heh. Things have been a bit hectic, moving t uni, an' all. 's going well so far tho. But have been spending wayyy too much time fafffing about on tumblr instead of latin & syntax-ing it up. Darn.

Anywayyyy: liking blue lately.. which is a bit weird.. don't some people stick with one colour that they like, instead of picking one a week? It was Camel colour last time.. eh, nevermind.

Saw the Alexa Chung shot, like forever ago ( do you see the painting in the background?) at it reminded me of this shot in Pride and Prejudice ..(favourite film of all time, incase anyone is keeping check) I think I'd like t prance about wearing a blue dress against a blue wallpaper. Is that strange? Visually, it'd be very pleasing. If you think about it.

I'd better go & write up some Latin now; can't decide if it's a boring language nobody speaks anymore, or a pure language which cool Romans used to speak. Hmm. Odi et amo, I guess.

Quote Of The Post:

'Blue lips,

Blue veins

Blue,

The color of our planet from far, far away

Blue,

The most human color'.-

Regina Spektor - Blue Lips

:) Emmy xo

Camel Colours and Crushing on Justin Long

What's wrong with me these days? Okay, there are many things, I am starting to figure out, but one of them, is having a weird taste in colours, today ahah.. you guessed it Camel.. (the other day it was brown) or Caramel.. nude hues, the colour of tights in the Summer.. (instead of wearing winter black ones) ..and the hit shades all over the Catwalk my monthly magazines keep telling me. Fine, so probably not a totally weird colour to be favouring, but normal, 18 year old girls like pink and blue and yellow.. not Camel..

On this super lazy Tuesday I feel like a Camel, all droopy and blergh. I think this is because of many things:

1) Unwelcome Scientist-experiment-gone haywire- hair. Can't do anything productive with poofy hair. Nothings good when one resembles a male lion in the heat. Or Leona Lewis circa early X-Factor days.

2) It's Tuesday..even Craig David only 'took her for a drink on Tuesday' and nothing super-fun happened till at least Thursday and Friday and Saturday. Tuesday is the least productive day of the week, as I'm sure it has been scientifically proven, somewhere. No one saves the world on a Tuesday, perhaps on a Friday evening, but not Tuesday. Yeah, that's weird too. While everyone seems to hate Monday morning, I hate all of Tuesday. And then become fond of Wednesday. That is strange.

Ahm, that's all the factors I can think of for being lazy today, there'll be more soon, there's always more.

I'll explain the Justin Long thing: On this extremely lazy and nothing-productive-today-Tuesday, I watched 'He's Just Not That Into You'. While it recieved mediocre reviews from film loving pals, I quite liked it. It was like British favourite 'Love Actually', where it's one film with many intertwining stories, and the more of those films, the merrier, I believe. I also appreciated the title, 'He's Just Not That Into You'. I recognised that the relative pronoun (?) 'that' was designed to soften the blow, as opposed to the perhaps more severe title of 'He's Just Not Into You. Now go away and go and cry into some clams or something.' Anyway, I was watching it, trying helplessy not to identify with the possessive-over-men main character, Gigi. ( Dear potential- suitor-reader-guy: I feel I'm only a little bit like that, not fully.) Which wasn't a negative thing anyway, because she ended up with Alex, who was adorable and you guessed it, played by Drew Barrymore's beaux, Justin Long. Was he the slacker boat guy in Charlies Angels? If so, he was massively over looked in favour of the white teeth, super smart Clooney's and Pitts of the Hollywood generation.

I should stop typing now, I'm starting to get rice and pork grease on the keyboard. (As I've said before, clearly, Tuesday is not the sexiest, most flattering day of the week for your dear writer. Will portray myself as more appealing some other time). 'Till the next post, will leave you with photo's camel in outfits, picked from the blogosphere.

Images courtesy of we heart it, the satorialist, lookbook.nu and cupcakes and cashmere.

Quote Of The Post:'There's nothing I can't resist. Apart from temptation'- Oscar Wild

:) Emmmy xo

Too Lazy To Fill Out A Provisional License-

-But not lazy enough to think about transport ideas. I deserve some kudos for that, right? Anyhow, I'm as you loyal readers will well know, I'm 18 and approximatley three quarters of a year old. So as the lovely English law stands, I should've been driving, well.. ages ago! But the license form is full of trickery and meanness! And I simply don't have enough patience. And the photo will look bad. I can't find the photos at this particular moment in time, but they would be horrible and I'd run over all the little children and cats and pidgeons. All by accident of course. As you''ve probably guessed, I'm running out of common sense and replacing it with song lyrics and other unecassary things. So yeah, don't give me a license, I'd run things over and have races with busses or something. Makes me feel bad tho, when I'm sat at a rainy busstop or I hear of someone several years younger than me passing theory tests and such. I'll be thinner by doing all this walking and for not being tempted to go through the Drive-Thru's at McDonalds or KFC or something.

Anyway, the bikes are so pretty. Wouldn't mind wheeling it about Geordie town with some tulips or fresh figs (what are fresh figs?) in me basket. 't would be lovely and poetic and excellent. I rather tempted by the turquoise vespa in picture five. But you'd need a form to drive that, wouldn't you? Hmmhmhahrr.! It'd probably be much more dangerous, and perhaps the helmet would scruff up the tresses. But my hair is wibbly most of the time anyway, so I can't imagine it would make much of a difference. I'd also get to wear the matching tights in picture four. That would be pretty funky; I'll think about that one. Another reason is that Vespa is a nice sounding word. Vespa vespa vespa spider vespa vespa. Giggle.

The unicorn bike in picture eight I also wouldn't say no to, but maybe riding into an educational insitution full of mature 19-24 year olds in this fairytale number probably wouldn't gain me much street cred', innit. Having read all of that last little sentence, will you please ignore it for the moment and let me take an alpaca lama thing into the lecture theartres? Adorable much? Fluffy!! You won't be able to hear this, but I've got that high pitched voice in my head we people have when confronted with babies and alpaca lamas and Galaxy bars. Fluffy little critters! I want one..

Ooh, I'm gonna be off now because I'm feelin' peckish. I can tell this because I can't stop thinking about galaxy bars. Om nom nom.

(Picture credit: fffound, blogspot )

Quote Of The Post: 'DON'T SMOKE: If we see smoke around you, we'll assume you're on fire and drench you with water.' -Source unknown.

:) Emmy xo

Rain Against The Windows And The Strong Coffee Warming Up My Fingers

HAH! Ignore the title, it's full of lies as to what this blogpost will entail. Has anyone looked outside their window? What the hell is up with this heat? And in exam time! The weather fairies are trying to kill me.. I had a German exam yesterday, and was put right next to the window! Fair dos, there were shut blinds.. but still. D: I am truly surprised I haven't melted yet. Like a true Britannian, (sp?) I doubt I can cope with anything above minus three degrees or something. God help me if I'd been learning Spanish instead! I'd go there for holidays and just request repeatedly to sit in the fridge or something. At least it's cooler in Germany. I hope it is anyway, no one burst my bubble and tell me otherwise, thank-you very much.

Anyway, should stop complaining, it's lovely weather and it could be worse. I wouldn't have the excuse to go out and buy cute yellow pumps.. (Are they pumps? Emily off of Cupcakes and Cashmere- picture two- says she's wearing Alexander McQueen pumps, and although they are clearly awesome, are they pumps or are they heels? 'Cause I always associate pumps with those classroom affairs you wore when you were 5 or something. I wear them all the time now, though. I voted a couple of weeks ago, like a proper grown-up and I still wear classroom pumps.. Perhaps it's an American thing that they sometimes call heels pumps? Huh, something to think about) I think I'm off shopping later, (I say, I think, this melty weather is making me weak so I might not bother) because it's my Newcastle Uni Roomate's (fingers crossed) 18th party, so I feel the need to purchase an appropriate outfit. Perhaps yellow pumps included. I'm still not totally confident about the whole 'walking in heels' thing, though definetly better than this time last year. I've got my prom (eee!) this week, and have super super highheels to wear, so must get practice in. Keep having visions of self tripping over on the dancefloor while bustin' ma moves.. not looking as cool and coiffed as I should be, ahem.

In short, many reasons to purchase yellow pumps that won't go with much else in my fairly outdate wintery wardrobe:

1. To out-yellow the sun. It's war, missy!

2. Cheer self up through exam time, thus, eminating joy and bringing peace to mankind.

3. They go with bare legs in pic two for warmer weathers, and with opaque tights, ala pic three for wintery occasions

4. To practise walking in heels so don't make a fools of self on important debutante like night.

5. Becuase they're shiny, and you can never own too many shiny things. Obv.

6. Walking in heels makes legs thinner. It's been scientifically proven. Somewhere.

Did you know 99% of facts are made up on the spot?

7. Thinner legs= more confidence. Plus, they're yellow. Which means heaps more confidence and cheeriness.

Well, that's me sold. I hope you guys are too. Hey, if there's a mysterious sales leap in the selling of yellow pumps, they shouldn't give all the credit to the melty melty sun, but to moi. Just so you know.

I should be off now, I'm blogging right next to my window, ohne blinds. And I need another refreshing shower, stat, before I go out glorously purchasing.

Pictures from: save the horrible

Quote of The Post: 'Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.' Ben Franklin

:) Emmy xo