I am the girl anachronism Pt1

 

 Do you ever find that in fleeting moments of your life you know exactly who you are? You feel content? You have a sense of self? I seem to be going through one of those phases at the moment. I’m exploiting being young, enjoying time with my friends and appreciating everything that’s going on around me. I feel inspired to do something; I have all this built up tension inside of me. The question is what?

I watched a documentary on the rise and fall of punk the other day and it made me wish more than ever that I could have been a part of it.It was so liberating for young people and especially women. I understand completely what Jordan and Siouxsie say about it being amazing at the time and something that can never be repeated, I understand that it was never meant to be nostalgic, but if only I were my Mum’s age, I could have been a teenager during the most innovative periods for music and fashion (and yet it seemed to have passed both of my parents by)!

I can’t help wondering if this generation will be able to create a complete overhaul in popular culture, without it being manipulated by the media to such an extent, that it just becomes dilute and laughable. Has everything been done already? Has society been desensitized?

Note to self: Must buy “Sid and Nancy”, I have a morbid fascination with their story…

“There’s no place like London!…I feel home again”

I’ve had a busy week:

Candy Cakes and the National Gallery: Me and Anni went off on another cultural trip although it was kind of unplanned. After an amazing blueberry cheesecake cupcake we decided to go for a walk along the river but because the weather was so dire we ended up heading into the National Gallery for a nosey and I really liked it! The paintings of rich, fashionable women and gruesome deaths were the best ;] It was really calming in a strange way and I never would have thought to have gone in there before. There were some great views of Trafalgar Square from the steps so I had a go at capturing a typical London scene:

Retribution and The Metro club- Tuesday evening was the last Rock and Metal Society event so I thought I’d show my face but it disappoints me every time how lame it is There aren’t that many girls for a start and the majority of (nerdy/unstylish) guys are into old school rock like Iron Maiden or black/death metal. Hence why we hopped off to a club on Oxford St called “Metro” to listen to some glam/emo/screamo. I love discovering new places and blending in with new crowds. It makes life more interesting :] The people there seemed friendly…if a little over familiar occassionally…

Went to Sedition club night in a church Brixton on Friday evening, after finishing all my exams/essays. Was good to spend the evening with Freya and James and dance around to the usual favourites, but everyone seemed a bit aloof. Maybe it’s because they were older. There were a few photographers there so hopefully I’ll be able to hunt down the pictures of us looking pretty and with even more luck you won’t be able to see the massive rip down the middle of my dress >.<

Can’t be bothered to write everything in one big blog…