long live 2k14

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brand new blazer paired with my 1975 tour tee, tennis skirt, knee socks, docs and my chanel tote

ultraviolence was an eye opening record for 13 year old me. it was the record that catapulted me into lana’s discography, and the realisation that i could listen to music that wasn’t constantly fast paced was new to me. I felt like another person listening to this record, much older than i was then, like the girls i saw on tumblr. long dark hair, nails red, cigarette between my fingers, sensual and devine. the dream. a homewrecker by night, lonely girl by day. of course i wasn’t her, whoever she was, but isn’t it fun how an album can make you feel like a whole different persona?

If I only knew how true that was then, and could see myself now - my wardrobe is a funeral and you know what, I love it. cheers, mum x

I could stare out at this view all day. at thirteen I would always look into the windows of coffee shops and cafes, waiting for my turn to be in those sofa chairs. A black coffee in left hand, red lipstick stain around the rim, a dark novel in the right hand. Huge rounded sunglasses hiding the hungover eyes, the feeling of caffeine pumping round my body exhilarating me. So extra, and in no way reflecting my current 19 year old self.

stone cold eyes, stone cold heart

a moment for the bubble braid, p2

I have this album cover engraved in my brain 

owned this book in 2014, still don’t really know what it’s about