Recently part 1; lovely Eva sent me a celebratory Spring mixtape and prints and sparklers and things all the way from Berlin, Hannah sent me a wonderful zine featuring much pastelly nudity, Olive sent me a postcard from Paris,we went to see a surreal version of Hamlet by the same people who put a whole cherry tree and a mannequin army and a snow storm inside an abandoned department store last year (the best bit was when by using a projection on the ceiling the audience was made to feel like you were inside a plughole), I escaped a rainstorm in a lovely Hungarian cafe in Hampstead and my latest box of Ahmad tea is the most delectable yet (roobios too), also for some reason Tesco gave me 2 for 1 on entry to Sealife Brighton so if anyone wants to go before June 30th let me know. 

Foreign food packing is so fascinating 

camberwell end of year show..

Persepolis 

Brighton part two featuring some unknown part of my anatomy (the appalling amateur nature of these serves as an explanation to why I am not doing a photography degree, as well as the fact that the idea of doing a proper shoot makes my insides squirm about it seems that studying things makes me hate them) 

Brighton

Peckham

clumpy shoes and National Geographic and elongated milk bottle legs that are very capable of blinding innocent passers by

obligatory predictable pictures of feet

If you have grapes in your house and they are not currently in your freezer then I highly recommend you rectify the unfortunate situation and relocate them there right this instant because believe me those bad boys are the best heat wave snack ever

Contrary to popular opinion I happen to think that socks and sandals are not only acceptable but actually a very effective and commendable combination. There is a lot to be learned from the sartorial decisions of old men.

being carried around on someone’s back with a constant supply of snacks sounds like a pretty sweet deal to me