Wednesday, May 27, 2009

A Very Merry Birthday, Pussywillow, My Dear.

A Very Merry Birthday Me!!
Which is a nice change from "A very merry UN-birthday me."
Mahahaha.
Old Bag Status - Acquired.
It's been a week since I was born - nineteen years ago.
*gasp*
If you'd asked me what I'd be doing at nineteen when I was five, I would have told you that I'd be the terror of the high seas after attending Oxford.
Have my goals changed at all?

Photos top and bottom, courtesy of weheartit.com
My birthday was nothing like this.
But the point is - it could be.


And lo and behold (like that Bob Dylan and the Band song) I finally got my crinoline.
Peach foam bitchezz.
I'm gonna wear it pretty much every day.


I look like a pastel Amazonian cake-topping.
Yaayyyy.
*twirls and sharpens Amazonian cleaver simultaneously*
Ignore my sense of humor.
Even I'm embarrassed.


Patent leather belt: lovely vintage leathuhhh.


Leaving you with images of whimsy.
Cake.
And delight.
Happy Birthday 2009.
Memorial of my Youth.
R.I.P.

2 comments:

  1. You are fantastic and your tutu is almost as fantastic as you! Love you and miss you your Aunty.

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  2. What a coincidence, on the weekend I had an unbirthday picnic party. Thanks for your comment, unfortunately the boyfriend wouldn't let me abuse my hair in such ways. I did see a number of people with incredible perms though. I love the first picture here. I've always wanted a rabbit mask. x

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