If you could raid anyone’s closet, whose would it be? .
susie bubbles-cliched but true
What are 3 things you can’t live without?
good drawing pens, my super old ripped up shorts that i wear at least twice a week, Bobby
What’s on your iPod?
alot of twee indie like belle and sebastian, alot of left over rock music, my hip hop collection is finally growing up a bit…currently i’ve been listening to alot of angry grrrl music like Hole, Giant Drag and the new Vivian Girls album
What’s your favorite thing to wear?
baggy shorts with tights with interesting patterns with tucked in shirts, a line mori style dresses, shirt dresses
What’s your idea of a good time?
having conversations that you never want to end either at a good low key house party, or a club playing 60s music
What are you doing this winter?
GOING TO BARCELONA BABY! as well as Monserat and another place high up in the Pyrenees in the snow! i’ve never been up a mountain on foot! i cant wait : ) i shall also be turning 21 and hopefully acquiring my first covetable piece of designer clothing (viv westwood ebury bag
What’s in your purse right now?
i have two.In one is coins, bank card and keys, in the other is my oyster card and some earrings
Who is an inspiration/icon for you?
daniel clowes, now and forever
What are you currently reading?
rereading Alice in Wonderland and Perfume for book cover projects i have been set and Catcher in the Rye as i’ve been meaning to read it for years an just never got round to it
Survivor by Chuck Palahniuk.
Any last words?
every time i’m on tumblr i should probably be working-that is how much work i have to do…all the time.
Don’t tell anyone, but sometimes I read the postcards that I mail for people at the hotel. Usually they’re dull, hastily written scribbles that mention events or places around town. Today, however, a man handed me one that was special. I barely glanced at him as he handed it to me, but I let myself read his neatly written postcard as I walked to the back office. It said:
I wish you were here. Time passes incorrectly without you.
It nearly broke my heart. I wish I had looked closer at his face.