79

And it starts with 79. 79 repeated. The day seems lost on me but I sit and I smile.
This is new and I'm not sure why it feels so right. Maybe it is the people. I like the light.
The streets feel different around here and the air is that holiday air. It is that different colour that tints my eyes. A haze that fills my breath. The cranes outside loom but I see them as wild creatures. Fantastical beings symbolising this fantasy world. Fantasy in a good way. Where I want to be alive because the point is just to be free. My face is tired. I could crawl under the covers and remember everything. The roses remain.

Field Day photos and The Story Of Corn Star...

Field Day was amazing this year but there were way too many good bands to see. The music was definitely bang on trend and the synthesiser and MAC book was everywhere. It was hard to escape the "ambient noise" but this is what NOW is all about. I am not complaining. Just a very obvious fact. 

  Highlights music wise would be Creep, Zola Jesus (simply outstanding live), Warpaint (blurry dream), James Blake and THE HORRORS. What can I say.... BEAUTIFUL. I am glad to say I am still not too old to head bang in the front row and still enjoy jumping around with sweaty boys. The Horrors were a proper band with proper instruments and ... well this is what makes me go weak at the knees! 

  We managed to get free drinks for the entire festival due to friends with passes and free promotions. Actually I discovered a very nice whisky blend beer...  which I love! Much better than the San Miguel.. whatever it was all free!

   The whole atmosphere was pretty fun even if the weather was a little cold. It was so much busier last year and felt like a proper dirty festival!. . . Me and Tim even tried to enter a corn eating competition to win a guitar! Alas to no avail (WE WOULD SO HAVE WON IT) .. only three entrants actually participated and apparently my name (it had to be corn related) of CORN STAR wasn't the best. . . hmm. I think it was epic. I am still disappointed. My 20p tom-bola whistle didn't quite make up for it!

As much beer as you can drink

Warpaint

Witchouse!!!!

Warpaint

The Horrors LOVE

Alex festival style

Me and Tim LOVE

Creep

The Village Green

The perfect too expensive jacket

Sauve

20p tombola

Toilet love

Bum obsession

Witchouse!!!!

Glitter Beard

Bowie

Field Day

Heart

The Jacques Townhouse (and feet eating fish)

Last night I was lucky enough to visit The Jacques Townhouse currently up and running on Queen Anne's Street. I mainly went to take some pictures of beautiful people and things. Last year I helped create some of the interior and was interested to see how the wonderful Mr Carter had reworked it for this year. . .Well it was magical and marvellous and exciting and very very different from last year. The whole places was humming with the energy of the guests and I really took advantage of the experience. On entrance I immediately received a yummy doughnut, sipped on berry cider, scoffed strawberry popcorn, decorated and ate my own cupcake, tried on a wig, donned some feather eyelashes (whilst the make-up artist obsessed over my LADY GAGA looks (yes I have heard it all before!)) and even (god knows how) managed to sit in a pool of water whilst some fish nibbled my feet. I admit I screamed on the first bite! My feet still look horrible... but hey I did it!

 On entrance

I want a flamingo as a pet...

And a bunny (or a bunny girl)... 

... Jacques on the house!!

My decorating skills went as far as... cram on the sweets 

because sweets are yum!

Me as miss Piggy (the hair) 

Playing the princess

Casually having my feet chewed...

My feet are still hideous! 

DEER ME!!!

Feather lashes (drag disguise)