OH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHELP ME

I'm going mad with desire. I don't know whether I've written this before, but sometimes I just can't cope with the creativity that exists out there. I am so amazed and inspired and excited by it all, and then I reach some sort of wall, some frightening realisation that I am not as clever and creative as I want to be. And then I think maybe that's sort of worse as that's quite egotistical too...in a way, isn't it? I realise that what I want to convey here isn't what's coming out. I am cross with my limitations. So, sometimes I can't read blogs. I have to be in the right frame of mind. I have to have energy. I have to let them inspire, because if I don't do that, I let them overwhelm me... and depress me. Oh shut up.

McTega
wow

Double Wow. Lizzie Fortunato

Oh this is wrong...

These are submissions for Design Sponge's Ugly pillow competition. I'll take them. Gladly. That owl is so cute, and that T would be rather perfect chez moi.

Tuesday, I'm in love

But can I have this hair? Can i pull it off? Would it involve endless hours of grooming? I'm sick of looking like Robert Plant.
And.. I like this jacket. Yes I do.

oh a my little kangaroo

From one of the amazing galleries at Notcot

Wowowow.

Stunning Environmental Art from Jonna Pohjalainen, Ritta Schildht and Kaarina Kaikkonen.

These 4 things.

These 4 things... are my 4 true loves. My watch- from TT, my silver swiss army knife- from TT.. and my illy coffee. My tame one cup a day habit. Blanche, my lovely little macbook. If any of these is missing from my day, I feel that something is just not quite right. I once had to run out of the departure lounge, back through customs and out into the main airport to mail my knife back to myself as it was about to be confiscated. I ran like I've never run before. I couldn't risk losing this baby. It has cut me free, it has performed minor surgery, it has helped me make a thousand crafty pretty things. I couldn't live without it.

Girl crush number 9 million and six

Daisy Lowe. Yum. She's my new Liv Tyler. Top 2 images from NY Mag.

tiny wantings

More tiny wantings. I am being good, not even going near the shops.. thinking about what I need not what I want.. but if I had endless amounts of money and endless closet space.. I'd get all of the above. All Topshop.

winter wishlist

I shouldn't really have any of them. damn.

Can't get you out of my head

I've got a craving.... for a ham and tomato sandwich on toast. I found this on flickr, but it could literally have been made by my mum. This looks precisely like one of her efforts. So, I'll go tonight and buy the ingredients and I'll make this for dinner, and if it's as good as this I'll surely take a picture.

Wow, beautiful

Sanna Annukka for Cravendale milk. Why can't more packaging be beautiful? It would make the world a much more lovely place to see more of this on the shelves of our supermarkets.

new.favourite.snack

Sugarless halva. Oh yum. I managed to wait until 2.30 to eat one today. Thank god I didn't bring the box in to work... I'd be 8 pieces in by now.

sweetness

Gorgeous Rebecca Turbow coat. Half duffle, half trench, all cute.

Charlotte Ronson for JC Penney. Supercute. I love a shirt that buttons from the back.. Like being dressed as a kid.

Current obsession-

Massive Scarves. 

Dreaming

Of the Savannah College of Art and Design in Lacoste.  I walked past one holiday and saw students in amazing studios nestled into the amazing hills. Massive willow branch sculptures had been created like secret cubby houses and it truly felt alive with people creating. The jealousy and longing to be a part of something like this overtook me. I haven't given up dreaming. Images via flickr and Jack.

Flickr Beauties

Typewriter ribbon vintage tins. A flickr group of much delight. More here.

Chanel no 5

I used to be literally obsessed with Chanel no 5. I had a bottle at some ridiculously young age.. probably after pressuring mum with every method in my armoury. Well, it's now been a while since I've worn it.. and after forgetting perfume this morning, I sprayed myself whilst the Chanel lady was dusting her shelves in the pharmacy.
I was instantly transported. I only wish words could capture memories as accurately as they were felt. I literally stepped back 15 years.
I hold so many childhood memories dear. My memories focus on winter.. strangely. A warm house. The smell of fabric softener in one end of the house, with the (still to my ears) soporific rumble of the tumble dryer. Mum most likely reading something in her bedroom while something bubbled in the oven. I'd be somewhere with the dog and Jennifer in close proximity.. and we'd surely be vaguely hysterically comotose from the sugar high earlier in the afternoon.
All that- from one sniff of Chanel no 5.

Little cream riding hood

Anthropologie beauty. I went when I went to NY, and was so disappointed by Anthropologie's twee faux shabby chicerie. And now I find this, which I'd have bought in a heartbeat. And I'm far far away.

Found.. on the ground

Tom Fruin makes these beautiful stitched plastic works with bags he's found around NY. Beautiful huh?

Pylons in string

Debbie Smyth via Monster Munch. Things have come a long long way since this..

patterns and pretty

These are so unbelievably beautiful. I love the mix of print and pattern and those adorable cap sleeves. I want it.