Rolling, Busy bee, bzz...

This is Oskar, she put him in my tree when I wasn't looking and there he will stay. I'll talk to him everyday and he will be taking my photos from now on - I'll pass him the remote. We also started to make my new website look super pretty... there are pop up galleries, butterflies invading sepia photos and secret notes with links attached... We hope to get it online at the same time as my 'Alice's Wonderland' themed dresses are added to my etsy shop on the 10th January ... I've already sketched my '20 Cupcakes' themed dresses for February too - dear flutterbydaisies, I am officially on a roll...

Fairy Party Dresses #1

Fairy Party Dresses #1

www.flutterbydaisy.etsy.com

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Bubble clouds

Falling asleep in the bath is not a good idea, but this morning I could have stayed here under the bubbles all day. Like from the bell jar. Unless I'm confusing her novel with her diaries... I just watched Where The Wild Things Are for the first time and loved it... And it's soundtrack made me happy. In Flutterbydaisy land I'm knitting three tops at the same time which Is a little confusing, but when I'm too overwhelmed with wool I'll jump back into the bath... Can't wait to show you all the dresses and bits & bobs I'm making for January... But for mow I'm going to go watch The Science Of Sleep and then I'll plan how I can make a little film, speaking of little films, I can't wait to get my hands on the DVD collection of Jan Svankmajers short films...

New Party Dress...

In my shop: http://www.flutterbydaisy.etsy.com/

flutterbydaisy.co.uk

xxx

New for 2011: Monthly Themes - send me your suggestions :)

Fabric waves

... Lost in a sea of fabric, wool surf and felted earth hills roll in the distance, I can see them from my cotton boat whose lace sails are waving at you all the way over there. Tooth pick mast in hand and bound for the middle distance, the horizon cut with pinking shears... There are silk flying fish too, all waiting for you to come and join me on my little cotton boat before the beads of rain begin to fall...

In my head

... I live here: There are tweeting owls and talking squirrels in the loft, cats on arms of pretty green chairs, rooms filled with dusty things, and out the back are fields and fields of bunnies - like Watership Down but with less bunny death and more fluff...

Twit Twoo

It seems as though owls are everywhere... I found this (at obscurio.etsy.com) and think it's lovely, would love to add it to my little strange collection of goodies

I'm sure that the big fat bird that lands on the aerial on the roof above my room is an owl too... maybe it will turn into David Bowie like in the Labyrinth...

So today I will be starting to work on another set of dresses for my shop... I may even put some feathers on one in homage to my new little wide-eyed-turney-head stalkers...

Twit Twoo!

In the deep blue

I found this little ship... I can hear tiny sailors on board sweeping the deck. There's a lonely one too, He's looking overboard for the mermaid he can still hear singing...

Another room the same

I'm hibernating again, but not really... Me and London are just having a break. I'll be moving back down in a few months or so. This time I'm here, another room... A new old room. It's decorated with all the same flowers but feels different, I can breathe here, but not for long... My butterflies keep asking me what I'm doing and where the fluffy cats are I promised them... And there are no sparrows here. But there is a sewing room where I will be everyday making lots of new pretty things to fill up my shop with. I said a wish in this room a long time ago and I can still feel it everytime I walk in.... There are dusty boxes filled with dusty trinkets from the past and old books and vintage sewing patterns... I'm inspired here. Here is in my imagination, I'm never in a city. I'm in a giant toy box and there's a little corner to hide and write in...

Shh ... there are pixies in this forest ...

Yesterday we went for a drive to a quiet little forest where we took some photos of some of the new dresses and knits I've made. We flashed a couple of birds a squirrels, but they didn't mind, they think dresses are silly things anyway... one man and his dog stopped by at some point, he told him we were pixies. There was a pretty fallen tree now a log which is where I decided I would live if I did ever shrink to the size of a pea (which I will one day) ... but today I'm trying to fix my website, it should be back online soon and prettier, maybe in a week or so ... more dresses and knits on their way too (if the goblins don't steal them) but for now here's where to find my shop direct: http://www.flutterbydaisy.etsy.com/

Nightmares, Mermaids and Daydreams

She fell away for a while. The trees fell away too, though the birds still remained; she could hear them - she thought their chirps were sirens song so she followed them blind with scissors in hand. With no paths left to follow it became easier to walk but harder for her to know where she had been; she didn't leave bread crumbs this time. It took her a long time to get back to the forest, but she made it in the end. She is sitting in her treehouse now, she is writing in the air and sewing dresses from leaves...

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So much has happened... things I can't even remember so I can't write about them and things that I can remeber but I'd rather forget. So hear I am, starting again blogging to you - and I've missed you so much...

A tidbit:

I wanted to take all the tiny stray cats back home with me from Greece but they wouldn't all fit under my skirt (thats the best way to smuggle tiny cats out of a country by the way)

Some news:

I'm still knitting and sewing and writing. Dresses and knitted tops will be in my etsy shop next week - going to take photos of them on the Heath in the next few days. My book has new people and happenings and I hope to be finished within the next year...

Some distant future plans (fingers crossed):

Another Flutterbydaisy Fashion Show - somewhere outside in a park with a cello or a harp and with tea cups, butterflies, stalls, paintings and fairylights...

...it's nice to be back in the forest...

The Hare and the Squirrel

My old postcard came ... I love it, put it in a frame next to my vintage rabbit painting. My collection of curiosities is growing, so now I have to keep an eye out wherever I go incase I miss something. Outside of my window just now a couple of squirrels just jumped across the trees in my garden and one of them fell off, I shouldn't giggle really - but I bet the other one did. So yesterday I celebrated my 100th sale via Etsy! went to meet Julia and Shelley at Big Red for a drink and a catch up... Getting ready now to go and meet everyone in Soho via Camden, it's sunny and it's Pride so we thought we'd go sit on a green bit somewhere to drink bubbley stuff.

Cinderella Petal Dress

... Find it now ...

in my 'handmade' shop

via

www.flutterbydaisy.co.uk

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Peachy Knit Top and Rara Skirt

... Find them now ...

in my 'handmade' shop

via

www.flutterbydaisy.co.uk

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Brief Encounters

Found some bunny postcards in The British Museum ... one by Albrecht Durer. I bid on a vintage postcard of his Hare study which had been written on and posted once upon a time - can't wait to get it and see when it's dated. I wont be able to understand the message mind you as it is in German. But it looks pretty, going to frame him. The other postcards were of the Flopsy Bunnies; illustrations from the Beatrix Potter series. I also bought myself a mini netbook so I can transfer my book onto it and start writing out and about... first destination: Regents Park. I know I'm being a little bad as I'm still saving for my deposit, but this brings about good in a ying yang kind of way as I'll be making more frilly dresses for you :) (well that's how I'm justifying it to myself anyway) After our brief encounter with the bunny section at the museum we went to Habitat where I fell in love with a sofa named Louis, and Maria almost bedded a sheepskin rug (which she later bought)

Sunny, starry and all that's inbetween...

On the train back down to London I counted all the bunnies ... there were 31 (I didn't count the blurry ones as I sometimes couldn't work out if they were in fact bunnies but rocks) Hull was nice, apart from being told that someone wasn't looking forward to seeing me because 'I'm into girls' - she didn't even want to stand next to me. It's strange that people can still feel this way; when I have children I'm definitely going to bring them up to be open minded and lovely, it's only fair. It's such a shame because I was actually looking forward to seeing them, but anyway - I'm sure she will come around and realise that I am not going to rape her, I'm not a monster and she can't catch sexualities by contact. I just wish everyone could be lovely... the world would be such a pretty place if everone was lovely :) anywaaaay ... It was so nice to spend time with Mum and the fam ... we went to Nanas and Grandads and they were listening to Glenn Miller and dancing around the kitchen, telling us that back in the day they used to be able to clear a dancefloor ... Grandad showed me old photos that I hadn't seen before where he looked like Bob Dillan and Nana looked like Audrey Hepburn. So beautiful. I shall have him send me some of the scans on disk so I can share them with you.

When I got back to London I went to Lunas and we had a good gossip and lots of hugs - I missed her a lot... and then when I got home there was a packet waiting for me - Andrea from Italy had sent me a camera as a gift : there are lovely people out there you see - going to go buy him something to say thank you, and get someone else a gift to pass on the good Karma and keep it moving ... today is a nice day, going to go meet Maria now in Camden for coffee - and take some new photos of stuff ...

My little brother took this photo of me by the way ... and titled it 'tired sister'...

Walking on Water

On the busy train up to Hull (after I fell asleep on my arm and then woke back up again with a rubbery hand to find that everyone around me had gone - odd) I began to read 'Mr Vertigo' by Paul Auster... I found it in Oxfam when I was working there one day down in the basement and bought it for £2. It's not something that I would usually pick up, which is why I picked it up. It is strange, a little but whimsical and slightly dark... it makes me a tad uneasy and also makes me smile. I read a little more sitting here in the garden... The sun is heavy and lovely and there are the biggest bees I have ever seen here - you wouldn't think that they were supposed to be becoming extinct if you were here with me. I have Classic FM playing loud and fuzzy in the background ... I feel as though a should have a giant sprinkler and a bunch of friends with me in floppy hats and Summer dresses...

Mouse; Good : Plastic; Bad

Went into the kitchen for snacks and it's The Day Of The Triffid crazy in my garden - the leaves of the tree that is nearly knocking on the back door are feet long... going to pluck one and press it in something heavy ...
... I found this print on Etsy and think it is darling I will buy some prints soon to fill my new living room when I get one. I also found a chais lounge on ebay for £20 but I'm being so good and not buying anything 'till I've moved which I hope to have done sometime within the next few months... but this little field mouse needs to come home with me one day, yes please. I found him here ( http://www.thisyearsgirl.etsy.com/ )
I'm going through a whole clear out stage, I got rid of two bags of stuff I'd horded earlier; my room was filled with dust monsters so I have been sneezing all day. I like tidy - think I'm going to buy some of those cardboard CD covers from Muji (I heart Muji) and do a transfer - I want to get rid of all the plasticy things around me...
Have decided, in other news, to sell my camera - she has a stuck mirror... I feel sad about it, but it's ok she has had enough of me and I have been cheating on her anyway with a younger model... she's called Diana Mini and I will buy her soon... she takes 35mm and makes photos look like stills from The Virgin Suicides and I've had enough of digital photography anywho (guess I can still keep my little ancient Olympus in a drawer, just incase)
On a train tomorrow - Hull again. Got a wedding to go to and some hanging out with the fam to do :)

Woof

I watched The Delicious Miss Dahl explain to me that she fantasises over Buffalo Mozzarella while all the technology in my room broke down in a fit. The TV has always been broken and manages to stay on even when I've pushed the off button, but on top of this my phone went to sleep my laptop did a funny blue screen thing and then my camera exploded in the middle of my mini photoshoot. I am not a happy bunny. Obviously aliens came by my window - this is the only rational explination, that or just everything decided not to like me today or thought if they went to sleep or broke then I would finally give up to and go to bed... it is 4am afterall. But I really wanted to put my new knitted top and frilly rara skirt in my etsy shop; I managed to take one photo and it was this one and even it is blurry.

Anyway apart from all of this - earlier on Dom came to visit and we went for a long walk up Highgate Hill, stopped off to see some kittens, had a coffee, meandered round the park... and on our way back saw a Golden Retriever sitting outside of Tesco attached to a post looking as though he was appologising for being a dog. It was possibly one of the cutest things I've seen all week. I'm going to go count sheep now ... wish I lived in the countryside and everything inside my house was made of old things that smelled of vintage bookshelves...

Ballerina Dream Dress

... find it In my Shop ...

via

www.flutterbydaisy.co.uk

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Called by the antiques shop

I was on my way to buy chicken after Luna said I should eat better instead of living on Rice Krispies and I was called by something inside the Antiques Shop... I thought it could have been the big red velvet and dark wood chair that was baking in the heat of outside at first, either because it was too hot, or it wanted to join my other chairs (since my little colection became famous this side of Holloway Road) but it turned out not to be the chair at all, so I went inside. I always find lovely things here, once a victorian parasol and another time a very old old map of Yorkshire. I found a little book of Whitby in there, but that was not what I wanted... what was shouting me was the cutest Lucky Rabbits Foot I have ever seen... and the stone on it looks like amethyst, which is my birth stone, so it was meant to be so I bought him and took him home. He is sitting on my book shelf now with a key that took my eye on my way out and the prettiest dressmaking scissors that Simona and Jason bought for me. Today I am happy and everything is lovely... as was my chicken dinner.

Sunshine Dress

... In my shop ...

via

www.flutterbydaisy.co.uk

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The Camden Rabbit Hunt

Met up with Hannah today and we found this pretty awesomly grotesquely pretty bunny painting for only £1 ... it will be happy on my new living room wall, when I have a new living room wall.
The tea shop was our place of gossip and place to eat amazing sandwiches ... I have so many things to share with you too I think, maybe, maybe not, but I guess I can't do any of that yet... I'm sure it will all work out for the best, whatever the outcome of my (mis)adventures in lands of wonder...

Singing for the Swans

I travelled all the way across London and past Richmond today to meet up with Stephanie. It's been far too long since we have seen each other and I missed her so much! we had a lovely day that started in the garden - we bought some horrible juice too, trying to be healthy, but is gave us both allergies before we gravitated into Waterstones... and then we ventured out to see the swans and deer in the park, which was a task... there was an evil swan stealer man on the bridge and all the deer were hiding because mean boys were playing football... so we fed the ducks. Over another little bridge we found Mr Swan; he came close so we could take pics - he was not shy, then we went home for soup and to play with all the technology because I forgot my wool...
At home again and I managed to stay awake 'till 8am - I'm sure this is not normal behavior for people who aren't owls.

Up on the...

I went to go sit on my roof. I lost myself on the roof. But also had a chance to clear my head on the roof. I got chased off of the roof, by a wasp.

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I thought it best not to call anyone ... sometimes you just need to be by yourself to think. Maybe all the way up there alone is not the best place to go to think about everything you have ever done wrong - but its gutsy I guess. Well I'm back down here in my room now so my meeting with myself must have gone well :) there are a lot of people I should forget about ... and a few people out there that I will meet one day... I don't know who any of these people are but I'm going to work it out on my next roof top visit. But for now I'm going to go get myself some ice-cream.

The Sparrow

He wasn't in my dream this time; he paces along my window ledge and preens minding not who else is watching. He belongs in the orange tree at the end of my garden, but likes to tell me how happy he is standing here outside my window. I dream about letting him into my room to fly around... and now, here in the daylight I open my window. Later he will sit back in his orange tree, singing the songs he sang to me...

The Strangest

Me and Luna went to The Bush Hall tonight to see Hope Sandoval. We didn't know if we could get tickets at first. We were told to come back at 9 which was the perfect excuse to go for a wonder around St Stephens. We went to H&M and I picked up an arm full of clothes then put them all back down again before heading off for salad. The salad place is called Tossed and they do lovely salads but on their T-Shirts is written 'I'm A Tosser' which I don't think is very 'salady'. We headed back down to the venue and got in. We didn't drink and neither did anyone else. She is stunning, her dress was pretty and she was very shy. The last song was a dream and during the songs there were films projected on the background - One of a ballerina. It was beautiful. Everything was beautiful untill we got back to Lunas and her fear THE MOUSE found her.... dum dum duuuum.

Mirror Mirror...

I met Hannah today and we went for a walk around Camden. We managed to have so many different types of juice I think we lost count. Most came from the little man inside the cafe that looks as though it was made from trees. He told us that he made it with his soul and gave it to us in the form of shots. Strange but nice. I bought a floppy hat and we went to see the little foot eating fish too ... not that they eat feet, just the bits off of feet.... ok I'm making myself feel a bit queesey. We found a shop that we hadn't been in before too - it was filled with all of my favourite things; victorian parasols, old china tea sets and bizarre taxidermy. There was a big stuffed black swan at the back that we had to touch out of childish curiosity. The highlight was the glass dome of hummingbirds though. Then we found a big secons hand book shop and I wanted to but everything, but didn't. We were then directed through the maze of the back area of the market that half of each of us thought we probably shouldn't be allowed into and also afraid we wouldn't find our way out of... but we did and all in all we had a lovely day :)

The Zoo

So today I went to visit the Zoo with Erin and we had far too much fun ---- untill we realised that we had missed the giraffe and the big walk through bird bit. We did however get to see the penguins, prairy dogs and the evil owls, yes, owls are evil - there were dead mice strewn all over the floor and they were glaring at them through the brances from the dark shadows at the back of the cage. I think the Zoo keepers put them so close to the fence in order to frighten children. This was by no means as scary as the carcasses left out for the vultures to pick at - I don't think they sing, as Disney suggests. We were especially impressed though with the butterfly house and this Writer Bird... Then I had an ice-cream. Yum.

Don't wake me up

I woke up in a particular mood today. I had a dream about the sparrow. It was a test I'm sure, from my subconcious to my waking self. I won... won but in a particular mood. There's a spider looking down at me from the corner of the room. Since the wildlife moved into my kitchen I like spiders more, not so much so that I enjoy them staring at me but enough not to run around in my underwear screaming about it. I think this is a big step so at least said wildlife have served somekind of purpose other than to stop me from going in there after dark. I'm saving to move out, it will be lovely. I think I've decided to live on my own with an extra room to sew and a livingroom in which two ragdoll cats live. I'm still wanting to collect scary marrionettes and taxidermy butterflies - but they will have to wait 'till I gather some more gold coins. I would love one of those lay-down-chair-type-things too, and dining room chairs that are old and falling apart and don't match... and an old lady tea set from Camden Stables Market. I like stuff. Pretty Stuff makes me happy, even when it is temporarily flying through my dreams and making my insides drown.

Last of the Flutterbydaisy Fashion Show 2010 Dresses - now in my shop...

Flutterbydaisy Fashion Show 2010 Dresses

Just put the last three in my online shop

Find them here:

www.flutterbydaisy.co.uk

xxx

Flutterbydaisy Fairytale Finds #5

* NEW *

Flutterbydaisy Fairytale Finds

'Shop' via:

www.flutterbydaisy.co.uk

xxx

And another...

Luna came over to get ready and drink wine. We went to Dublin Castle to see The Dogbones. It all gets a little cloudy after that. Maria, David and Luna went home at some points and I had more wine that I didn't really need. Then I was elsewhere, untill we walked through the streets staring at the sky. You carried my shoes, my feet are not happy with me. There are others who are less happy with me, I think, vaguely. I guess I wish he could have stayed. I need to stop from turning events to fairytales. You see this is another, and this is not quite normal. I walked to Lunas as I couldn't even imagine sleeping but instead had other thoughts - even though you said goodnight, but I did sleep later - and I will sleep again now. Wish I could stay asleep for a couple of weeks or so. I wish so many things.

She whispers and shouts...

... But her words are lost. Not in the breeze or on backs of white coated waves, but on deaf ears. She thinks in beautiful sentences but they come out plain, she says it how it is then, and then becomes stupidly stupid. Maybe the one who lost her words did infact just throw them away; I imagine them now strewn on the pavement outside the window. He thinks she doesn't mean it. Or means it too much; both scary I guess, for a boy. But she has just never felt this way before, well maybe once - but she has forgotten what that felt like and has taken too much of her time up with apparent self destruction that she is afraid to have the one thing that makes sense at the moment go away (she has become melodramatic, which proves what she first presumed). She knows that if words were to come back this way, neither in the breeze or on backs of white coated waves, they wouldn't be spelled the same. When the writer falls, she hurts her knees.

Shoes and Eyes

Back again. I went to go see Joanna Newsom tonight at The Festival Hall. I went alone but found Kolli and Caitlin and they were sitting in the same row as me which was nice. I really wanted ice-cream, but there wasn't any, then I wanted crisps but the que was too long. Before she started I wished I had put different shoes on; I nearly fell down the stairs twice (I'm not sure that the Tequila has left my system completely from my blind drunk Sunday night) so maybe it wasn't the shoes at all - just me. Well she was beautiful and her songs were pretty and all those things. Now I'm here dreaming of other things and nothing much at all. I wish my head would stop being fuzzy and that I could fall to sleep and wake up at regular hours. I wish I could get round to doing all the things I want to do, instead of sitting and thinking about nothing untill it gets dark and I have to sleep again. Tomorrow I will get up at a regular hour and go and write in Costa Coffee - even if I don't want to really and I actually do want to stare at my wall all day... I will get up and go and sit in the coffee shop, I will write something lovely and be happy that I decided to do this. I think I have lost my mind, but it's ok, I might find it in my sleep. I have make up in my eyes ...

Flutterbydaisy Fairytale Finds #4

FLUTTERBYDAISY FAIRYTALE FINDS #4

Now in my Ebay shop ...

(Starting @ £5)

... Which you can find Via my website:

http://www.flutterbydaisy.co.uk

Flutterbydaisy 'Fairytale Finds' Shop Additions #2 & #3

Find these actions in my 'Flutterbyaisy Finds' ebay shop

Via : http://www.flutterbydaisy.co.uk/

xxx

P.S today there are only 5 FD Fashion Show dresses left in my Fluterbydaisy Handmade Etsy shop... find this link on my website too...

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FINALLY!! Flutterbydaisy Fashion show 2010 dresses are now in my shop!

Yes, I'm still awake, but had to tell you that I have put the dresses from my Fashion Show in my online shop :) I'm still feeling a little under the weather so I roped my stunt double Luna to come and pretend to be me in the photos... I think we pulled it off ;) http://www.flutterbydaisy.etsy.com/

** I will be adding one new special Flutter Frock each week **

Flutterbydaisy Fairytale Finds to come ......

* Goodnight *

Unbearable

On the train to Hull... I feel better, better leaving London, but not about going to Hull, just going. I write in my notebook 'Train, faster, untill it explodes, just to know what it feels like, but I don't want to feel the pain: How selfish' I'm reading it back now and I have no idea what I meant really. But anyway, I started (and couldn't put down) 'The Unbearable Lightness of Being' by Milan Kundera. It's been on my shelf now for months but I had other books to read first. I'm happy I chose this one to bring here with me. It has in fact managed to steal the position from Murakami, 'Kafka on the Shore' of best book of all time (to be continued...) within the first 127 pages. I am more than a little impressed. I usually watch trees and think about crazy things that would never happen and make fantasies about people I shouldn't when I'm on trains. I'll catch up on that when I get back as I'm sure I'll finish this book while I'm here. As soon as I got here (out of There) I became inspired again. I wanted to be near a sewing machine and make a dress in peacock colours then write more and more chapters of my book after re-writing the ones I already have and keep writing till I've finished. I know though that untill I get a place of my own (wherever that may be) I'm not going to feel like this again any time soon, and this is not a reflection on the people I live with as they are lovely, but more about me and my daft and stupid head. I don't know where I'm supposed to be at the moment and I'm not sure if the book is helping or not. I do know, though, that being on trains is fun. I wish I could just be on a train, an empty one like this one but that just goes all over the countryside all the time and never stops (and doesn't explode either as my subconcious wanted it to at the begining of my journey)
I'm happy to see my Mum and everyone. My Nana told me new stories, while Grandad clicked his teeth... we talked about the universe and drank coffee. Then there was a pile of stuff from my past for me to sort... I found my Mums old make up that I used to play with when I was little. The bag opened and powder fell across the floor; the smell of my childhood. I wish the train would also go back in time.

Near the woods

Today I went to visit Nuala and her lovely little moggy ... I had to hide my ribbons, but she liked me really untill the very end, we think she was playing anyway. We moved the pretty screen and took some photos semi-inspired by Opelia. We were going to walk through the woods after but the mud was everywhere, we did walk past Spike Milligans house though. I love it over there - the scenery is yum. I didn't feel like I was in London, which was nice. London is suffocating recently. Our day was a dream... made sureal by the lushness of Nualas awesome home baked chocolate cake... I could eat it for breakfast everyday. When I got home a fever happened and I got lost. Bad things were happening but I put them all there myself. George made me Lemon and Ginger tea which made me feel better then I watched One Hour Photo which made me feel less crazy. I dreamed that night of secrets that I can't tell you. Maybe one of you was there...

Am back ...

... from hibernation :) (new dresses will be in both my shops in the nest week)
Sooooo .... I've had so many conversations recently about this whole bisexual business... it's interesting, as I always thought I was a lesbian and now I feel as though I'm 'coming out' again. Most Lesbians I've met are not ok with this and I'm intruiged to find out why - It simply blows my mind! an-y-waaaaaay..........
I'm also wondering why it is that other people like to stick to their own stereotypes? it's odd, and makes me wonder if I do it too ... I hope not, am I a part of that group? I fall for people sometimes too hard and want to run away with them which in turn makes them want to run away from me, and then other times I switch off when some of them make me feel lost, then write about it after drinking too much wine - am I just acting out the stereotype of 'the writer'?? 'the creative individual'?? 'the fool for love'?? 'the fool'?????
Writers and Musicians shouldn't get on, so why do I end up falling for them all the time? sometimes by accident - I could meet them and not even know that they are one of them for weeks and then all of a sudden they pull out a guitar or harmonica or banjo or a cello from their back pocket ...
I also don't like it when people don't text me back - but that's another story. I'm going to write a chapter of my book now.... that will make me feel better.

Somewhere across the world is someone writing: 'Sailors and Ballerinas shouldn't get on... but I like the sea too much.'
Here is my picture dedicated to The Sea.

Sniff

So today was supposed to be my 'day of doing' but I seem to have brought back Le French Flu from Paris. So today has turned into my 'day of not doing much apart from sniffing, coughing and watching Planet Earth' ... I'm goi.ng to write some and then try to sleep it off. I will try to get my new Flutterbydaisy Finds and the Dresses from my Fashion Show online in a couple of days- when the sniffling and spluttering has had enough of me.... uf.

Marionette Obsessive in the Making...

I'm becoming obsessed with Vintage puppets and marionettes... I found a book in Oxfam, Camden, it's about Papier Mache and I'm well away: more hobbies, more new Flutterbydaisy things to sell in my little handmade shop. I'm going to start making them when I get back from Paris on Monday, give them pretty names, dresses and maybe houses to live in ... I will be seeking out more Fairytale Finds when I'm away too - I have a bag of them already at home waiting for their photo op and to be put online ... I'll do that when I get back too. Tuesday will be 'the day of doing' in my world :) all my shops will be full and what not, then I can start writing my book. More time: I have deleted my facebook, and am 'away' on MySpace so I have more time to be here and on my website ... which is the way it should be really. I like being here. I love that Spring is here too - the TV makes me laugh: 'Lambing Live', don't miss it folks... :)

Sooooo Paris in the morning ... can't wait! I'm taking my video camera and will be making a 'Rules of Attraction' inspired video diary... but with walking instead of sex, museums instead of prostitutes and hot chocolate instead of drugs. YEAH!
I found this cute marionette online here: http://www.jpgmag.com/photos/652999 ...
I'm going to go get in the Paris mood now with cute French film: 'Love me if you Dare' au revoir!

Covent Garden, Planet Earth

If I want to get up earlier I need to sleep earlier, so why am I here now? tomorrow I'm going to go on a mini search for Flutterbydaisy Finds ... as my other only have one day left in the auction. I should really put my Fashion show pieces in my etsy shop too - maybe I will also do that tomorrow, but right now I'm awake and writing and watching Planet Earth which makes me laugh and cry out loud all at the same time. I would love to meet David Attenborough. I bought it today from Fopp me and Stephanie went there for some much needed retail therapy and after my disapointing search for it at The Natural History Museum (because me and Maria became far too engrosed in the carrot cake the day before this) We also visited the two little mystery shops that have crystals and what not inside; Stephanie looks at home in these shops I think she should have one of her own. We ask for Kunzite but there isn't any ... there never is any anywhere, and it is the one I really would love to add to my collection (I eyed it for a good while in my favourite room at the museum, before we went to stare at the big chunk of tree) So then we have a rest in Cafe Boheme with wine and look at stuff and talk about everything. Theer's so much to look forward to; today I am feeling better. Later I couldn't resist the offer to go to see Alice in Wonderland with Maria ... it was awesome (Anne Hathaway is yum and we think should have married Alice at the end - that's the only thing we would change) ;) The White Queen really reminds me of someone. Then home and a happy Disney style ending for me too: I found a pretty chunk of Kunzite on Ebay. The End.

Awake and lit up, but gone

And she forgets it all, or rather can't think of any of it; it's all blank as she goes away..... again. She forgets her name and the faces of all those people, any people: him and her. The lights make her feel better as she understands how now those lights are the only things that are there, here, the only thing she can feel. If she wanted to - she could switch them off.

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Today, I bought some cheese from Maria because all I wanted to do when I woke up was eat a cheese sandwich (more so than all the other times in the day when I want a cheese sandwich) Looking at each other was like looking into a mirror; we are both so exhausted, her with lack of sleep and me with I'm not sure what because right now it's hard for me to think... and if I knew you wouldn't need to know about it. Later because the film was sold out me and Tom went to The Diner and had yum burgers, with him I felt like me again. Then I went to The Big Red to have a drink with Julia and Shelley. I love them all a lot, and don't know what I'd do right now without any of them .... *

And so I find myself sitting here again at, whatever time it is... with strange TV on in the background. I'm going to write for a while and then I have to sleep : tomorrow I have a date with some dinosaurs.

Finished ... and breathe...

Sooooo.... I have finished all the sewing for the show tomorrow - or later on, as again I find myself up and awake at 4:00am. I really looking forward to the show and hope to see you all there! I'm going to be in the corner with a large glass of wine ... maybe in an easy chair, I wish - I will probably actually be running around trying to fix something that may or may not go wrong, but whatever happens I'll be dancing at some point ... and drinking, and eating the cheese sandwiches that Maria has just made for the Flutterbydaisy staff lol :)

So when I checked my email to see how many tickes have been sold I had been sent this illustration and I

adore it :) it's by Clare Heart...

Now, I have to sleep as I have to wake up in a couple of hours to go buy lots of black fabric to make a curtain at the venue, then I have a man with a catwalk waiting for me at the Dome ... then we have to make everything pretty. Ok, so I'm going to be the one at the back in the corner having a little nap.... *goodnight*