We did have THREE sunny days in Glasvegas. It was such a shock that everyone looked like a sleepy zombie.
Or like a dark elven babe Pirotess:
I ALWAYS like the bad characters better. When we were playing Sailor Moon in primary school I always wanted to be one of these sexy foes rather than adolescent chick in stupid sailor outfit. I absolutely prefer classy Pirotess over silly Deedlit.
(Moimi ulubionymi postaciami w sadze Sapkowskiego zawsze były elfy, im bardziej dumne i zepsute, tym lepiej. Franceska Findabair, Avallac’h, Errdil, Toruviel, Faoiltiarna, absolutni faworyci.)
I’m pretty much like this now, adoring characters like Sopranos, Sweeney Todd, Anton Chigurg from 'No Country For Old Men' (I had a dream that I married him and that was a good dream) and most of all, wonderful Dexter Morgan. He must be a favourite of all times.
Anyway, I was just procrastinating in the sun, as it was so lovely.
Introducing my lovely gym-bag (I just feel like carrying my trainers around in a vintage handbag :P) and my ghastly new hair colour.
headband and dress/tunic – H&M
shoes – Deichman, but they must be like 4 or 5 years old
bag – secondhand
all the rest by the cheerful Primark
YES. I’m cheap.
Pictures by Benzo Harris
My stupid face expression due to the lust for sun. Pardonnez-moi.