its 4am. Lets GO!

 Hello Melbourne. Hello street art. Hello man appreciating street art. Hello lady taking photo of man appreciating street art in Melbourne. Stalker? No. not at all.

Hello big brother. He's funnies.

Pale ales. Ciders. Beers. Fried Chicken. Brother. Best.

Rooftop bars. Brother. Bestest.

Miss it alreadys.

xx

Rain. and keeping things classy. All class.

rain. miserable?! psht. I think its rather romantic when my toes are wrinkly, my hair in a damp high bun, and my mascara running. class. 

[ Giedre Dukauskaite by Tobias Lundkvist for Fashiongonerogue ]

Spent sunday morning trying to figure out how I got a club entry stamp on my belly. Wasnt on my top so it didn't go through my shirt. Friend and I decided it was when I announced that my top kept on riding up so I made an executive decision to tuck my top into my undies. Pshht. Who needs tops?! Class.

Love me beautifuls  xx

As I hammer my keyboard and tick through these workpapers, my stomach cries.

..and crying it does. 

Particularly when a colleague shares ridiculously good lookingly delicious images. 

Like these.

[images taken from http://www.tastespotting.com/features/fried-chicken-and-waffle-grilled-cheese-how-to]

[images taken from http://youonlyliveonce.com.au/bacon-tacos/]

judge me, you will not. 

I also embarked on a mystical walk the other week to find fried chicken. It was a very long mystical walk. We found friend chicken. It was ridiculously good lookingly delicious.  

mmm fried chicken. 

Ps; the links above, they make you hungry. Real hungry. Everything looks so amazingly delicious.

Somebody's feed me. 

xx

much love, fat face.

awkward but so lovely. Awkwardly lovely. sigh. Its love.

Saw 'This is our Youth' at the Opera house with the lovely ladies MS and AT, oh and bumped into the amazeballs TC and his missus, who raided @Kina Grannis jelly belly's promo stand. Much respect homeboy. Michael Cera, thanks for ending the show by looking me in the eye and smiling. Looked right into my soul. I may be pregnant with your babies.

xx

i'm still here. please dont leave.

As we leave summer and head into the depths of winter. 

I want to remind you. 

That.

Your face is still rad.

 Flavia de Oliveira by Marcelo Krasilcic for Elle Italia June 2011 

Lily Aldridge by Mark Pillai for Elle US June 2011

Also, its almost been a year and I still havn't posted up the rest of the Tokyo posts. Don't lose hope. They will come.

ps don't diss Jolie's leg. Smexy.

xx

Love me please.

You know you're tired when...

.. You chew gum. You drink tea. You forget if you spat gum out or swallowed it. But gum is now gone. You search and search your desk and bag for spat out gum. No sign of gum. Not in your mouth, not under your tongue. Not on your desk. Now I will live for the next seven years not knowing if the gum is in my belly or not. Will I die?

[sailorcute]

i'll just wait. 

xx

Tokyo American friends. HOLLLAAA!

They're coming! They're coming! They're coming. 

Go away rain and welcome them with some sweet sweet sunshine. 

For the meanwhile I will wait for you two. Patiently. 

[Sasha Pivovarova for Club Monaco Spring 2012 Campaign by Serge Leblon]

xx