I edited a photo of me, to make my face symmetrical. Alien-like, no?
Soooo yeah, a few days ago I tweeted how I don’t like seeing the ‘cross-posting’ across social media (seeing the same photo, quote, whatever, on my gram, fb, twitter)… And yet, here I am, posting the best photo ever of me and my perfect dude… For the third time.
SUCKED IN, I’M A HYPOCRITE YAY.
Hair did, feeling fresh. Bring on interview (Taken with Instagram)
I went to a wedding today!
It was beautiful, and reminded me how far away I am from wanting that right now.
My massive hoodie. Mi gusta.
The body is knee length and a navy blue tartan pattern, the arms are a quilted navy blue and the inner lining is this bright orange.
(the hood comes out 20cm past my face).
Today marks the first day of winter.
Flowers appear and the infamous green beanie returns.
Taken with instagram
It’s a center part, no make up, tracksuit, napping all day kind of day.
'Cleopatra' apparently bites any woman that tries to pet her. She sussed me from the cafe table next to me for about 10 minutes. After she decided she liked me, she perched herself on my arm, whilst I tapped away on my laptop for about 20 minutes. Heaps cool!
Look at her, what a poser.
Just being a semi corporate freelancer.
I had fun today.
Taken with instagram
Today’s theme was “The Races”.
The nude dude was super confronting. One of his poses meant that his penis was about 30cm/a foot away… Fuck men’s bodies are gross. Especially forty year olds with semis right in your face.
This is my just-woke-up face. No make up, yucky-regrowth-pulledback-hair, and yesterday’s clothes (stayed at dude’s, forgot to pack clothes).
Anyway, so I saw this dude who I see everywhere, he’s mates with my boyfriend, he’s also a local. So! I saw him at the coffee shop and gave him a big good morning smile… He looked at me, cocked his head, and stared like I was some homeless weirdo with one eye.
After about 20seconds, and after he recognised boyfriend, he awkwardly mumbled, “hey.. what are you guys doing?”
WE’RE EATING BREAKFAST, GO AWAY, YOU’RE MAKING ME FEEL UGLY.