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Well as you can see, I've gone for a name change. I thought perhaps maybe it was time for a name change after nearly three years. 

I'll still post outfit posts because that's my main forte but what I want to write and post about has altered now to when  I was fourteen/fifteen. What I'm ultimately aiming for here is some outfit pictures with some posts of varying intelligence thrown in to spice things up. Kind of like a sponge cake with chocolate chips which sometimes turn out to be raisins. 

Damn you raisins.

So, here is an outfit post and I will write an articulate and eloquent soon. Yes, I shall get on that right now. I'll stop sitting on my bed looking overly cheerful and start looking pensive and being insightful.

 Dress- The Vintage Emporium 

I'm still alive. Unlike these flowers. I'll be back soon, I promise.

Lets do the time warp again... and again... and again

Action shot as the announcement for the start of the show went off. 

 corset- ebay, shorts h&m, nerdiness- model's own

It was my birthday on Wednesday (the big one seven) and as a special treat went and got myself some tickets to go see Rocky Horror... again. I can't help myself! It's just so good.  I've got a problem. I can quote nearly the whole thing with my friend. OKAY. I ADMIT IT. I'M A FAN GIRL. 

Is that what you wanted?!

But srzly it's so amaze. Oliver Thornton's Frank is so fantastic and sexy and lawd, I'm off again. His thighs are made of genuine steel. They don't move at all, there's pure rock beneath those fishnets. 

So, as you can see I went as Columbia. Pretty pleased with my outfit considering it cost me about a tenner over all seeing as a I owned the shorts and just threw some ribbon at them, glittered the corset myself and got the tail coat and bow tie with an amazon voucher, and vouchers aren't really money. 

However I'd just like to make a public apology to the man sat in front of me and tp the cleaning staff of New Wimbledon Theatre for covering the man's bald head and the floor around my seat in glitter. I'll know to use stronger glue and to time warp less enthusiastically next time. I'M SORRY. I didn't mean to make it look like there had been a fairy massacre around my seat or that Edward Cullen had followed me from the seat to the ice cream.  

Oh no. Oh no. I've just seen the dates for Southampton. That's only a train journey away. 

Skirt- Topshop    Jacket-Vintage (Snoopers Attic)   Top- Made by me.


I should be revising for January mock exams, instead of revising today I have started writing a book, a screenplay for a new TV show and made some beans on toast. My hopes aren't high for these results, however I feel differently about my chances of becoming a published author/screen writer/master chef contestant by the age of 17.


Last night I saw The Rocky Horror Show in Brighton, it was just so fabulous. I love Rocky Horror so much that I have just let my phone ring that awkward second too long in lesson because my ringtone was 'Sweet Transvestite'. It really spiced up Irish history I feel. There was just so many sparkles, sequins, sing a longs, corsets and fishnets it was stupendous. If you follow me on twitter  you'll know how much I just didn't want to leave. I was more than happy to sleep out the back on a make shift bed of a feather boa and wait it out for the next showing.

Apologies for the awful mismatch of photos I was too excited to grab some good ones. Couldn't help but LOL a little at what the original wearer of this vintage tail coat would think of it being worn by a girl, to a musical about a transvestite from outer space. Probably a little different from it's first outing.