Good times

So I've been away from the bloggy for a sizeable amount of time now, though I started having withdrawl symptoms which made me swiftly leg it back to my laptop and beg for its forgivness.

Summer has been full of adventures and eye opening experiences that have made me wonder why there can't be 1 season all year long
..but if it doesn't end i can't wear my new coats..
so hey,
as always fashion prevails.

No amount of words can sum up these past few months
(i'm hardly ever lazy but today is one of those days)
soooo in true blogger style . . . bring on the photos.

Non other than
the ice pop skank

Never wash your converse for you are washing away the memories you had in them.
This totally goes against my fashion morals but exceptions must be made in special circumstances.





Squeezing into a car in Legoland in an attempt to get my drivers licence.


Check the sheer joy in my face .. CARNIVAL ..

and for all the moments I didnt photograph like
The meal my friends and I went for to celebrate finishing school.
Searching for caves in the park.
Climbing fences in summer dresses in THE most dignified and ladylike way possible.
Helping my sister pick out her very first converse.
Planning to jog around the park but never managing to .
Taking the chiderlens (chiderlens: deriving from children. meaning little person) for ice cream.
Swimming with Zoey whilst never wetting our hair.
Dancing through town without any inhabitions.
Running through twn in the rain.
Customizing jackets and blazers with hoards of vintage broaches.
Getting ID'd whilst buying paracetamol and producing ID like a mature young adult *snigger*.
Watching my gran argue with the shop assitant because the price of converse where to high for a shoe she brought for pennies in her day.
Carnival
Bar Zoo
Picnics
Fashion Shows
Performances
and all the times that have been locked away in my mental ''special box'' most likely destined to never return to my concious mind.

Still Aspiring