A Very Autumn Outfit, and A PieCake

Today’s the day of my bridal shower. So many of the things that happen for weddings in the States are not a part of it in England, but we are taking the traditions we like and ditching the others. I’m so excited to spend time in Central London, and we’ve incorporated English tradition in having…

The Last of My Naked Left Hand

My left hand is my buddy. I may not write with it, but it’s always been the stronger one. The brute that forces stuck taps off the lines at work. It’s marked with angel’s kisses, the roadmap to left and right I used as a child in my ballet classes. It wears the bracelets that…

Fingerwaves and Moving London Lights

Yesterday we went into the city for some pre-Christmas cheer. A real Christmas market and some shopping for present components were the theme of the day, and I wanted to feel fancy. My hair is growing out to a flapper’s length. I’ve had long clips for about two months whilst trying unsuccessfully to finger wave…

On A Saturday In Camden: Piercings, Crowds, and Consignment

First week of the new Master’s Programme finished. It was a whirlwind of powerpoint presentations, introductions to a great number of people whose names I am still struggling to get straight, and departmental cocktail hours that were far too short if I’m honest. I don’t yet feel that I”m adjusted back into student life in…

Coleen’s Thirty Pretty Projects (Courtesy of Already Pretty)

I’m in something of a fashion transition at the moment. I’m planning my fourth move abroad in as many years, but this one will be more permanent. I’m moving to one of the most fashionable cities in the world. I’m now 25 years old, and I feel too mature for some of my old style….