you come and you go, leaving just your picture behind

Monday, 21 April 2014

Hello! It feels weird posting on a Monday, but as it's the bank holiday I spent today at home, frantically typing up last-minute essays and making oddly shaped moth-like creatures for my art project. I've also moved into the spare room and made it into my own little workspace, and I absolutely love's very Wes Anderson in colour and decor, and has the most amazing natural light from the windows. I will post photos soon I'm sure. 
Anyway, as a little pre-exam break I went away for two days to Bournemouth, which was a blissful escape from the confines of my house and the city. My parents and I used to spend many weekends in Bournemouth as my Dad nearly took a job there, and so being back brought a lot of fond childhood memories back to me. I often wonder how different my life would have been if he had taken it, as realistically I would probably have moved there to go to secondary school. It would have been nice to grow up by the sea, but I like to think that maybe things worked out the way they did for a reason.

(I wore a shirt from the Vintage Carboot, shorts from Rokit, tights and socks (which were tights that I cut down) from H&M, shoes from Topshop, necklace and belt from Beyond Retro, coat from River Island and bag that belonged to my Mum).
We arrived really early, so decided to have breakfast in a café by the pier before taking a nice walk along the beach. I really needed the freedom of just being outside, and as the weather was so nice I just kind of kept going...and going, until somehow I ended up in Poole. I thought I may as well carry on and walk around to the harbour, which I did, and after spending a good long while beachcombing I walked back along the beach to Bournemouth Pier, where the car was parked. It did seem like quite a long way, but I didn't think too much of it...until I checked on google maps and realised I had just walked eight miles. EIGHT. How can you walk eight whole miles without realising?!

I love beachcombing, and just seeing if anything interesting has been washed up. My best find had to be a wooden pipe, which I like to think was discarded by a sailor or gentleman in the thirties (which is probably very very wrong but nice to imagine).

On the way back to Bournemouth from Poole I felt it was necessary to get an ice cream, and without realising I managed to choose one that matched my outfit. I need to sort out my obsession with colour co-ordination, it's beginning to get scary.

Afterwards we drove out to find Clobber, as I had read about it on Hollie's blog and wanted to check it out. It definitely lived up to my expectations, and not only stocked an abundance of quirky vintage knits, gorgeous patterned dresses, dagger-collar shirts and kitsch accessories, but everything was a good £10 cheaper than the price of the same item in a London store. I bought a real cute bag, sleeveless sweater and purse, which I'm sure will make many future appearances on this blog. I also checked out the surrounding antique stores which I loved, and bought an O-Level textbook on Botany from the 1950s, and a tiny china replica of Shakespeare's house (I have no idea why).

I also enjoyed the customary walk along the pier, and spent a good fifteen minutes just staring out to sea. I love looking out over such a vast expanse of's so calming, and such a nice break from being walled in by great big concrete buildings every day.
I absolutely loved Bournemouth, and have lots more pictures from the second day which I will share in my next post. I hope you have all had a lovely Easter weekend...I have spent the remainder of mine eating ungodly amounts of Lindt chocolate and trying to avoid facing the reality that I am no longer by the sea and must return to normal school life tomorrow. Also, just a reminder that you can still nominate me for Company's Style Awards under 'Best Teen Blogger - Under 18', and that you can vote again if you already have. (sorry to keep saying it & being super annoying).

Ellie xo

It's funny, I thought I had her in the palm of my hand

Thursday, 17 April 2014

Hello. The last week has flown by so quickly - it felt like I had ages before going back to school, but all of a sudden I only have a weekend left. Art is probably the only subject I feel I've done quite a lot of over the holiday, but I think that's a good thing as it's my first exam (just over a week to go, how exciting). I'm going away tomorrow for a two-day trip to Bournemouth to de-stress by the sea for a little before the real panic sets in.
Anyway, these pictures are from Saturday, when I went to Berwick Street to pick up some fabrics for Art. I used to spend ages there getting bits & pieces for Textiles, but since I finished my coursework I haven't had the need to go down there for ages, so it was nice to be back. 

I wore a shirt from Beyond Retro, skirt from a vintage fair in Oxford, scarf from Blitz, tights from H&M, socks from Topshop and shoes from Brighton. I bought the jacket last January from the East End Thrift store, so it cost me about £1 on it's own. I haven't really worn it much, though (apart from a really early blog post) but have rediscovered it since my entire wardrobe seems to be orange/brown/yellow at the moment. It was nice not having to wear a big coat to go out - a sure sign that maybe Spring is on it's way after all.

I adore Berwick Street - it's just off of Oxford Street, and is a lovely break from the busy mass of people that is central London. It's full of awesome record shops, fabric shops and even right next to the soho branch of Beyond Retro. What more could you want?

I of course paid The Cloth House a visit, and was as usual desperate to buy almost all of their gorgeous cotton prints. I am determined to come back in the summer and buy some to make shirts and dresses with. I also picked up some lunch from my favourite soho café Yumcha, and of course spent ages looking at all the different herbal teas.

Above: My current collection of books from Hastings, binoculars, replica fossil. Copy of Grimm's Fairy Tales from 1914 (with a handwritten unfinished poem inside) and fabrics from Beyond Fabrics on Columbia Road.

I hope you are all having a good week, and have a good Easter weekend! I will have various posts from Bournemouth ready when I get back on Saturday. Also, just another reminder that you can vote for me in Company's Style Blogger Awards under 'Best Teen Blogger - Under 18' HERE if you want to...I really would appreciate it!

Ellie xo

They'll split your pretty cranium and fill it full of air

Sunday, 13 April 2014

I like Sundays. I'm not particularly sure why, although I'm sure it stems from the tradition of Sunday being a restful sort of day. Sunday has always been the day family pop over for lunch, or you go for a morning walk, or get to just catch up with the world and read the Sunday newspapers. It's always a long day, mainly spent trying to make it last longer to avoid the inevitable truth of school or work the next day. Today however, had all of the blissful peace of most Sundays, without that nagging feeling that the freedom of the weekend is nearly over, as I am off school for the Easter and so have another whole week before I even have to start thinking about going back again.
I hate to be unproductive, and as quite a few days this past week have been spent holed up in my house desperately trying to understand physics, I decided I would use the day to pay a visit to Columbia Road Market, which I have been meaning to go to for ages. It's a flower market, however the surrounding shops were supposed to be quite quirky and cute, so I got up at my usual ungodly hour to go and check it out. 

For some reason this morning I found myself completely unable to decide on an outfit (one of those typical 'I have a wardrobe full of clothes and yet nothing to wear' scenarios) but stumbled upon my red and white checked skirt I bought from Beyond Retro last summer, and decided to wear it with my t-shirt from Camden Market, white tights and socks from Topshop, and boots from Brighton. I thought the red theme was a perfect excuse to wear my Planet Hollywood jacket, which was another summer 2013 buy that although is highly valued, rarely makes an appearance outside my bedroom. It is a resolution of mine to wear it more, and so I thought there was no better day than today to start.

We arrived at the market at about 10 o'clock, which was a little later than intended considering it opened at 8 o'clock. It was incredibly easy to find; all you need do is look to see where the trail of people carrying various bouquets and potted plants are coming from. Luckily, we didn't seem to have missed anything...the relatively small street was crammed with stall upon stall, packed to bursting with hundreds and hundreds of flowers. The throng of people got so intense at times you ended up at a standstill, boxed in by tulips, cacti and a hoard of excitable human traffic. Despite being someone who hates busy streets, I didn't mind - the atmosphere was alive with the stallholder's "30 stems for a fiver! The police will be here any minute, price's so cheap you're basically stealing them from me!" Tourists hurry about with cameras, children's eyes wide with the surprise at so much colour and vibrancy all in one place. And it is completely that - one small street, nestled in the heart of an area not known for being exactly picturesque, and yet it is totally vibrant. The pleasure is infectious - every single person seems happy.

As well as an amazing array of flowers (that were really reasonably priced!), there are some amazing independent shops that line the busy road. With rents so high, independent shops are really hard to come by these days, and so to find a whole street without meeting a 'Joy', 'Oliver Bonas', 'Boots' or the usual 'Tesco express' is a real achievement. My favourites included 'Vintage Heaven / Cake Hole', a dusty pink shop that sold numerous vintage china and kitchenware at really reasonable prices, and doubled up as a café, and 'Beyond Fabrics', a cute fabric and haberdashery haven that sold mainly vintage and retro prints. There are also some gorgeous arty shops selling handmade goods, such as 'Jessie and Buddug.'

There was even a vintage sweet shop (the key to my heart is through my stomach) so really the street has pretty much everything. They even serve coffee from tiny little stands made out of shop hallways that have had the front door removed. Considering it isn't far from where I live, I can't believe I hadn't ever been before. I'm sure it will now become a regular haunt of mine though.

I even managed to find a little antique and vintage section just off the main street. Browsing the eclectic mix of books, homewares, clothing and artwork was made even more enjoyable by the presence of one out of the market's three buskers, who was kind of like a one man band (he had a tambourine strapped to one foot and everything). It was lovely to see someone so talented attract a crowd that really appreciated his music, and to see young children dance in front of him while he played. You honestly could forget you were in London, it felt much more like a country market in a far away village.
I hope you are all having a good Sunday, and recommend you check out Columbia Road Flower Market if you're nearby on a Sunday morning and fancy something to cheer you up before a new week starts. Also, thank you so much again for the nominations for Company's Style Blogger Awards...they are still going on, and so if you do have a moment (sorry to ask again, I know it's getting really annoying) to vote for me here it would be really appreciated.

Ellie xo