Stourhead House The National Trust, High Street, Stourton, Warminster, Wiltshire BA12 6QD, UK



Columbia Road Flower Market.

Dinner and a movie.

Back in July (I don't wanna talk about it) my good friend Lidewij came to visit us from the the fair Netherlands.  She cooked us supper--eggplant parmesan to be precise--and we [me, Sanne, and Lidewij] settled down on the couch to watch what became possibly my least favourite movie I've seen this year.  Once upon a time I had time to make film reviews and I dedicated an entire video on the disaster that is A Cinderella Story.

Gevulde koek.

n. the most delicious cookie known to man, 
kinda like an almond croissant in cookie form 
but so much better. 
Origin: The Netherlands.

East London love.

The Getty, 1200 Getty Center Drive, Los Angeles, CA 90049, USA

The Getty in June Gloom.

Two for today.

Small changes.

Hey, you.  You know how you spend so much time with yourself you don't notice when you've changed.  Not in one of those oh, she's changed kind of ways.  I mean, if you do notice that about yourself though, maybe you should take a step back and reexamine what's going on.  No, what I'm talking about is how I was outside in our back garden with Rosi and Sanne.  And we were looking at where we could hang a clothes line.  The only post on one end belonged to the neighbors' trellis.  I saw the neighbor at her window, washing dishes at the kitchen sink, made eye contact, and just waltzed right up to her, calling over the fence asking if it would be okay for us to tie our line there.  And she smiled and nodded in assent.

Los Angeles scraps [& giveaway winner!]

Book Review: Orange Is the New Black.

Orange Is the New Black by Piper Kerman

Everybody and their mother have been tweeting about how amazing the television show was.  So naturally I've been dying to watch it, but I really try to read the source material first when it comes to movies and TV.  Abacus Books were kind enough to send me a copy to review.  And I can't say enough how glad I am to have read before I watched.

The Pharcyde, recommended.

The Pharcyde . Labcabincalifornia

I've been "getting into hip hop" hard for the last four months or so.  Kanye and Jay are now regular rotations on my Spotify sessions (Watch The Throne might be my favorite album of the moment) complementing my standard Childish Gambino mixtapes.  And I've been delving into the works of Nujabes, OutKast, Wale, Kendrick Lamar, and Mos Def.


LUSH Aqua Mirabilis.

LA recommendations.

So dunno if you know this or not, but I lived in Los Angeles for nearly two years.  During my trip back to the States, I popped over there to see some friends and have a couple days of summery vacation.

Cinematography in Submarine.

I love this film because _________.

Mezcal Cantina, Dalston.

Okay, this is gonna sound a little weird, but one thing I miss is Americanized Mexican food.  Basically in the suburbs, there's always a token Mexican restaurant or two.  In Indiana, it was El Rodeo.  And everything tastes super amazing only because it is super unhealthy.  And these places always have queso.  God I miss cheese dip.

A clothes line.

Hunstanton, Norfolk, UK

British Summer Time.

Tutorial: Dutch Crown Braid.

A much requested tutorial on how Sanne braids my hair into awesomeness.  I'm so fortunate to have a friend that doesn't resent me asking her to do my hair (I'm looking at you, sister.).  I've worn this on many a train and plane journey, and even on the tube--where no one usually talks to each other--I've gotten multiple compliments on this style.
Swindon, UK

The Fault in Our Stars, UK Tour.

Swindon, 2 February 2013.

LUSH Brazened Honey.

February in June.

She made it in America.

I'm writing this in between responding to comments on my newest derpinamode video.  I dressed up a couple weeks back to see Gatsby, and Sanne and Rosianna make a little cameo.

Also I'm back in America.  Don't freak out.  Not for long.  I'm here for a little less than three weeks to visit my family and see some friends in LA.  Right now I'm in my mom's house in Indiana.  Where I didn't grow up.  She moved into this place after I was already at uni.  So "my bedroom" here feels weird.  More of a guest room, you know.  But I also didn't live in Indiana for more than three years.  So I've never really had that childhood bedroom thing.

BEDA catchall.

So I'm not sure if you've noticed, but there have been a lot of posts here on the old blog lately.  Flipping back through, one might even notice they've been, oh, every day.  I didn't want to announce that I was doing Blog Every Day in April because I understand that some are turned off by it (I can be), and I felt it also would have put extra pressure on me.  Not that there haven't been nights where I'm scrambling around at 11pm trying to get something together.

Outfit of the Day: Train Travel.

For a three hour train journey north, I reach for bulk and comfort.  Sanne braided my hair, and we plan to put a tutorial up on derpinaMODE for it soon!

White jumper - Free People
Plaid button up shirt - Goodwill
Black skinny jeans - Urban Outfitters
Black Botas - TOMS
Mossimo backpack - Target

Style Inspiration: Stone, Watson, Stewart

Image Sources: 1 / 2 / 3

Pin curls.

Hottie alert.

Lunch with Kathryn.

The lunch.
Apostrophe, Market Place

The Kathryn

Some notes on moviegoing.

In my university course (film studies), we talk a lot about the idea of the death of cinema, the struggles and changes within the industry--an industry that makes so much money while simultaneously loses a shit ton regularly.  Going to the movies isn't a regular pastime for many people anymore.  I know one reason myself, and most others, don't often go is because it's expensive.  Sanne and I went specifically today because it's cheap ticket Tuesday at Vue cinemas in London.  Cinemas in the US and UK are shutting their doors all the time.  And it's not surprising because how many times have you walked into your screening to find it almost completely empty?

Currently stuck in my head.

I made a New Years playlist on my Spotify because I was concerned the party I was going to was going to be lacking in enough good, jumpy dance music.  And the host had mentioned something about people being able to dj.  I never ended up making that intervention, and completely forgot about the playlist until getting ready for the day yesterday morning.  Estelle's "American Boy" was in there and its chorus hasn't left my head since.

Nice bread.

I like nice bread.  I have this romantic idea of myself going weekly to a local independent bakery, exchanging some flirtatious glances with the dark-haired, dark-eyed indie boy working behind the counter, a smudge of flour across his cheek.  Something super cringey and wonderful like that.  I've graced the tube a time or two with a baguette tucked underneath my arm, and I gotta say, it made me feel pretty badass.

Tumblr questions.

London skies are spitting white chunks today.  Maybe I wasn't too off about Christmas in April.  For no particular reason, I stopped going on tumblr for most of the last six months.  Having been back recently, I remember how wonderful internet curation can be.  But it's also a really good place to get your sadnesses and anxieties a pat on the back.  Which makes me think I'm better off without it.  We'll see.
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