STORIES: autumn

31 October 2015

Autumn in England is probably not what people outside of the country imagine it to be. I have friends who live abroad and their misconception consists of crisp air, beautiful, vibrant leaves sitting in huge piles on the pavement, a blue sky, and sun. Sorry to burst your bubble of happiness but in reality, autumn brings cold, rain, thunderstorms, and a lot of fat grey clouds piled above your head in clumps. So yes, warm, woolly jumpers are a must, but so are waterproof coats and umbrellas (that always inevitably break and then you wonder why you invested in one in the first place). (This means, when the sun comes out, you all make the most of it.)                              When Daniel Wellington sent me a watch, I think I admired it for a good ten minutes before daring to touch it (and possibly ruin it with fingerprints). Then I told my friend that she wasn't allowed to turn up in pyjamas to college the next day because she needed to model 'a watch' for me. When she saw what watch it actually was, I think she was more excited than me. And then this happened:
1. I shot these photos in a weed-infested car park. Fashion is fabulous, what can I say.
2. My friend tried to run off with the watch because she loves it so much.
3. The back of my head now graces someone's snapchat story. Taking pictures of me unawares is a cruel thing: I don't share my best asset with everyone, honestly, you have to have permission.
4. I promise the top half of my friend's face is not actually a furry monkey, it's actually so stunning you're not allowed to see it. Privacy is important people,
5. If you want your own watch, at a 15% discount before november 15th buy me some pizza and we can have a discussion about it. Or use the code 'hawwaetc' and don't buy me pizza. If you take the latter option I'll sadly have to break all ties with you. Food before fashion, any good friend will know that.
Talk to me, did you like this post? Did you think it was boring? Do you think I should do more fashion-y type posts? Let me know! Oh, also, once again: disclaimer: the model is not me, I am not that tall, (I know, it's a hard life.) nor do I have such a great wardrobe. (Honestly, I would steal all of her clothes if I could.) watch: c/o daniel wellington | cardigan and shoes: next | everything else: I don't know.


24 October 2015

NOT READING: INLAND by kat rosenfield. why? i've had this book on my shelf for over a year now after having won it in a giveaway. initially i was really excited to read it and then one day, when i finally found time to sit down and peruse the untouched pages, i couldn't get into it at all. i'm not sure why. perhaps i was experiencing a book slump. perhaps i wasn't in the mood for that genre, or that writing style.

IN WHICH I PROVIDE YOU WITH 'WIP' SNIPPETS (an attempt to overcome writer's block)

17 October 2015

Sometimes, your head explodes with ideas and your fingers can't keep up with your brain's whirring activity as it spits out reams of words and plots and plans. You type frantically at the keyboard, eyes wide, without blinking unnecessarily until you get eye ache slowly, the cogs in your brain clunk clunk clunk and - oh. there's a blob of glue slithering through your brain, coating every surface and congealing it's opaque limbs into every nook and cranny, slowing the word machine down bit by bit-
Writer's block. How lovely to be re-acquainted with you. But - oh? I don't remember inviting you here? You invited yourself. Ah. That makes sense. Well, I'm a wee bit busy - you have nowhere else to go? What a shame. Oh yes of course, do make yourself at home, I don't mind a bit.

REVIEW: The Winner's Crime by Marie Rutkoski

10 October 2015

publisher: bloomsbury children's
publication date: march 12th 2015  
genre: fantasy  
blurb: Lady Kestrel's engagement to Valoria's crown prince calls for great celebration: balls and performances, fireworks and revelry. But to Kestrel it means a cage of her own making. Embedded in the imperial court as a spy, she lives and breathes deceit and cannot confide in the one person she really longs to trust ... While Arin fights to keep his country's freedom from the hands of his enemy, he suspects that Kestrel knows more than she shows. As Kestrel comes closer to uncovering a shocking secret, it might not be a dagger in the dark that cuts him open, but the truth. Lies will come undone, and Kestrel and Arin learn just how much their crimes will cost them in this second book in the breathtaking Winner's trilogy. -goodreads
 "If you won't be my friend, you'll regret being my enemy."
Marie Rutkoski is not kind to Kestrel in this novel, nor is she compassionate towards reader's feelings. Reading THE WINNER'S CRIME was like being pulled deeper and deeper into an ocean of anger, lies, betrayal, secrets and pain - with an ending that well and truly drowned your heart in a pit of an indescribable emotion that only readers would understand: a cliffhanger of epic proportions does immense things to your emotions, this one was even greater than the first book.

the art of bookshelving || how do you organise your books?

03 October 2015

I've had a colour-coordinated bookself for the past two years now and don't think I'll ever change the way I organise it. Whenever anyone asks me how I ever find anything, I question why I wouldn't be able to find books - if you've had a certain organisation for two years, of course you'll be used to it by now. I know my books by colour. If someone comes to my house and I want to show them a book, or they want to borrow a book - I automatically think of what colour it is, and then search for it within that realm.