Bffls?

That feeling when you get out of bed, after having done small amounts of strenuous exercise the previous afternoon. You move one leg and think "Oh crap."
This is how I am feeling atm. Not soo cheery. And even sadder that if this state of pain does not pass by this weekend there could be serious consequences, as in not being able to wear the ripped, torn and patched cheap mondays that I purchased with my bro at fashionminion.blogspot.com (aka Geo) from the GAG sale shop (for those not familiar with Good as Gold.... weirdos.) for wait for it......wait for it... WAIT FOR IT.... 60 buckaroos. I know what you are thinking "Zoe you are amazing, you got the gangstuuur staff there to get you a discount because you guys are bffls?" No, sadly not my friends.
You too will have to wait impatiently until the next spectacular event like this comes in 2011.

Dip dyed

SOOOOO pretty much I was doing a post about the new Tallulah Morton shoot from the brand spanking shiny oyster magazine, when my dearly beloved iMac decideds to do that random colour wheel twirly whirly thing where it freezes.
This one is DEFINITELY my favourite. omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg I nearly had a mind spazzim when I saw those rings, with that print with golly gosh. THE HAIR. a girl in year nine had hair like that, except it was pink. I thought it looked ridiculous at the time, but now I see, Iris, you were a true visionary..