transition

Hello!

I have just emerged from the fiery pit of exams, which have quite literally frazzled my brain; I now regularly miss out letters of words and the other day I spelt November, 9ovember?? but now that I have forgotten every last morsel of information I memorised for gcses I can now focus on things that are actually important to me rather than circle theorems and the empirical formula!!

the prospect of summer excites me but i don't want to waste it. It seems like an eternity until sixth form but really it's not that far. this summer is like the middle 8/link section of a song (heyy still retained some gcse music), it seems insignificant but still plays an important part in transitioning from one chapter to the next. another way of seeing it, is as if someone has pressed pause and the next 2 months do not matter at all; they are entirely irrelevant to my life and transition and whatever i do now will not ever affect me or anyone.

dungaree dress - topshop via depop (only 10 quid, oh the joys of second hand clothing)

turtle/polo neck - h & m

shirt - depop

nike air max - office (apologies for their filthiness; I wore them to an outdoors party)

this necklace is/was my mother's which has made a successful and stealthy transition into my wardrobe. she bought it in hong kong about 30 years ago and it means good luck/fortune (I promise, it is not a Chinese swear).

this week has been fun but slightly surreal without revision. last weekend I went to a party which was both extremely unpredictable and fun. i then went to ikea and bought a motherload of flat pack furniture and knick knacks. despite the canteen-vibe in the ikea restaurant i enjoyed a v large portion of veggie balls and then a legit Swedish cinnamon bun (my passion for cinnamon buns now grows on a daily basis). the rest of the week consisted of having my nose pierced (much to my mother's dismay), ballet practices, baking and returning to school to see Bilal Lukhele give a talk about growing up in South Africa during apartheid and revealing the harsh reality he faced. he was truly inspirational; he suffered astounding hardship and yet was able to use forgiveness as a state of mind, applying it to every part of his life. i have heard a multitude of speeches from a multitude of speakers during school but never one like this; he was able to stand in a room of 90% white people and speak his heart and mind.

I recently contributed a written piece about human rights to the latest issue of Heartbreak Nation. It was my first time contributing anything and I was the only one who read it before submitting so naturally I was a bit apprehensive, but I'm so glad I did.

you can read the full issue here ~ http://issuu.com/inesc3/docs/hbn2_beliefs_cf57d9dedf4fa7 ~ it's incredibly beautiful and there are so many great pieces (interview with hinds!!)

this is a really fragmented post so i'll be back with something more coherent very soon

suzie (and the banshees) xox



we are not youth any longer. we don't want to take the world by storm.

hey, hi, hello, yo, what's up. (azealia banks reference, i'm not just unnecessarily greeting you 5 times)

i was scrolling through old photos on my phone the other day and came across this. the interior/exterior of this shop has always looked the same and yet it occurred to me that one day it won't be there, it has to change. I am not someone who really deals well with change, despite having moved schools three times I have always clung to nostalgia and sentimentalities. this shop is dated and dull, and although I have never stepped inside, it has been something constant and unmoving, which is why i took the picture. One day it will be something merely generic, a hairdressers, a cafe, and not its unique self.

i also took a cool pic of the bathrooms at school which are painted entirely pink (the most ridiculous example of gender stereotyping I have ever come across). So there was this tally on the wall of one of the loos like ye olde prisoner/solitary confinement tally which I thought I was a pretty accurate representation of school, and also a tad wes-andersonian (thanks to the pink walls/door/everything) so i took a picture. a few weeks a later I dropped my phone down the loo and it broke, so the photo is  now lost in its liquefied realms. how ironic. I have tried to find the tally again but it must've been painted over or something so I have not yet rediscovered it.

 

~(fairly) recent tumblr inspo ~

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm not going to pretend there is any coherence to these photos. I simply like them.

So i think i've raved about Oscar previously, but my raving is not over yet. I first discovered him in the pages of BEAT magazine, and soon after began listening to his EP, 146b, which was the perfect hybrid of diy/britpop/baritone/hazy optimism. Daffodil Days is more refined but still retains that Brit grittiness. The video is quintessentially British, but not in the way you immediately imagine. I'm talking council estate, concrete, overcast weather, fading pastels, wind, barren/urban landscape, peeling wallpaper. The kind of Britain you don't want to imagine, but is somehow aesthetically-pleasing.

The post title is taken from All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque, which I finished reading yesterday.  Remarque not only gives a chilling vision of WWI but also questions the true meaning and value of war. I began reading it thinking of it as a war novel, a historical account, but what I discovered was an insight into a ruined generation, and how war not only brings us together but tears us apart too.

suzie

xox

 

aliya

~EXCITING NEWS ~

In July, I will be travelling to Sri Lanka to volunteer with elephants! Back in December, depressed by the fact we could not go on the geography trip to Iceland because taking geography was a necessity, my friend and I decided to sort our lives out and venture abroad. We scoured various websites in search of fun/safe volunteering projects and eventually stumbled across Plan My Gap Year, who held an 'Elephant Experience' volunteering project in Sri Lanka for under 18s. Daily tasks included washing, feeding and walking the elephants along with learning about their behaviour and conservation from legit mahouts. We knew we could not miss this opportunity and after much parent-convincing, we booked a two week project.

 

The volunteering is only three hours a day, so in our free time we will help at one of PMGY's other volunteering programmes or at their Tsunami Village Education project, which is an after school education project for children affected by the 2004 Tsunami.

To fundraise money, I have set up an Etsy shop where I will be decorating and selling elephant-themed items. At the moment it's just bags but i'm hoping to broaden the range of goods in the near future. I would be really grateful if you could take a look/spread the word/even buy a bag, and also take a look at the PMGY website as they have so many great volunteering projects all over the world. All funds raised will go towards the project fees, which will go towards the care of the elephants.

I am beyond excited about this experience and cannot wait to share it with you all!!

 

suzie xox

 

p.s Aliya means elephant in Sinhalese

petty

I have wanted to post for the past month but, as always, life gets in the way (by life I mean school). Honestly, things have been pretty petty lately; petty homework, petty friends, petty sixth form applications. I realise that none of these things are petty in the long run but at the moment I cannot be dealing with this radical amount of teen angst. Teen angst brought on by getting my cartilage pierced, coming home and reading horror stories about the many pitfalls of Claire's and religiously cleaning it for three weeks solid. Teen angst also resulting in me sobbing to Einauldi because "nobody understands teens" ?? January has been mixed.

APOLOGIES FOR ATROCIOUS/INDESCRIBABLY VILE HAIR AND PASTY/PUFFY FACE.

Here is an outfit I have been incessantly wearing lately. I recently discovered that parents' wardrobes are almost as magical as Narnia and recent uncoverings mean that I now only wear my Dad's jumpers.

The coat is an absolute gem made by Aquascutum unearthed in my mother's wardrobe and is v reminiscent of Judd Nelson circa The Breakfast Club. I do not care if people stared at me on the bus because I looked slightly like a wizard cross with teen rebel (I like to think that's why they were staring), I feel bad ass in this coat and that's all that matters.

The jumper is my Dad's, shirt is vintage, jeans are gap and shoes are rip off docs from Deichmann (an excellent bargain).

I have recently watched some banging films as well. The Boat That Rocked, Ginger and Rosa (a while back actually but I forgot to mention it), The Royal Tenenbaums and FINALLY finished series 2 of Skins. Film has the incredible ability to ruin/make the rest of your day. I'm starting to blame moods on films rather than hormones (it is far more logical).

I'm currently on the hunt for new music so suggest away, I can never be bothered to search myself so the past few months has been nothing but fka twigs, Oscar, lorde, swim deep and MØ.

 

When Austin Williams dubbed Swim Deep's new record as "psychedelic sex music", being the pessimist that i am, I immediately envisioned an experimental descent into the wrong genre. After a few listens I was envisioning an 80s-themed technicolour vid. Sure, it kinda belongs in Electronic 80s Anthems but its super fresh and a completely new turn for Swim Deep ~~~

I can't really see myself being able to blog in the next few weeks/months as everything is really piling up now so i don't know when i'll be around. i have an immense amount of respect for those of you who manage to balance school/work/hobbies and blogging. you are truly admirable.

suzie x

liebster award

Sorry i have been fairly non-existent and a neglectful parent to this blog but next week is half-term so i shall return.

I was recently nominated for the liebster award by both Kaylee and Maggie! Thank you <3 <3!!

here are the rules:

-Thank the person who nominated you and link their blog

-Answer the questions given by the nominator

-Nominate 11 other bloggers who have less than 200 followers and link them

-Notify all the bloggers you nominate

-Create 11 new questions for your nominees to answer:

 

my answers:

-What does your last text say?

go forth and drive

 

-What's your dream pet? (Animal doesn't have to be domesticated)

newfoundland dog/bear/wolf/corgi hybrid. I had to put the corgi because;

1. the Queen owns them so they are radder than rad

2. it would bring the risk level down a bit

 

-What's the most played song on your ipod/iPhone?

Bang Bang Bang by Mark Ronson or Ridin by A$AP Rocky and Lana Del Rey

 

-How's your week been?

at the weekend i managed to take outfit pictures without anyone noticing which made me feel like a spy, i ate the mother of all cinnamon buns on sunday which nearly made me cry with happiness and today i braved the outside in sweatpants which was strangely liberating. pretty rad all in all.

 

-If you had a time machine, where would go?

Berlin, 9th November 1989.

 

-Describe one of your most embarrassing childhood memories

running down a slope on the last day of primary school, faceplanting into the grass, skirt blown up by convenient gust of wind, revealing my stripy underwear to fellow pupils, teachers and parents.

 

-Tell me about a food/meal that you 'd never get tired of and could eat everyday

cinnamon buns, sweet potatoes, cucumbers, pitta bread. i also have an unwavering passion for breakfast.

 

-Choose three of your FAVORITE celebrities (actors, musicians, etc.) Now choose, fuck, marry, and kill for each of them and why

Joseph Gordon-Levitt (fuck, although i totally respect him for Hit Record and other non-fuck related things)

Lorde (marry, i think lorde would be the most stylish, bad ass and calming spouse simultaneously?)

Leonardo Dicaprio (kill, he has died in most of his films anyway?)

 

-I just served you with the best yo mamma joke of all TIME. What's your response?

#leoloveforever

 

-What is/are your ultimate goal(s) for the future?

1. Become best friends with Lorde

2. Live in a loft flat in a city

3. Decorate that flat to the ultimate tumblr standard

4. smoke whilst writing revolutionary articles and listening to jazz (in my tumblr-standard, loft flat, of course)

 

-Describe your aesthetic/style

it changes pretty much every 40 seconds but once one of my friends dubbed my style as "that 70s show cross with French Riviera"

I nominate

Vogue Escapade

Nurinek

Perpetual Perplexities

CULT KID

intergalactic glitter monster

mood rings and mood swings

Elevator Brain

M E L K E B A R N

okay thanks maria

Mad Cats

My questions:

-how has your day been?

-if you were a superhero what power would you have? ('the power to have any power' is strictly PROHIBITED)

-what was the last song you listened to?

-which actress/actor would you choose to play you in a biopic of your life?

-where would you go on a road trip?

-favourite film based on colour scheme?

-what would be your ultimate breakfast?

-which fictional bunch of friends would you like to be a part of?

-if you could stop one world issue what would it be?

-which celebrities do you share your birthday with?

-where do you see yourself in 5 years?

Have fun fellow bloggers, i feel so privileged to be part of such a rad community.

 

xxx

this is england

 

 

 

This outfit is incredibly lazy so before I go any further, I apologise for this new year idleness. I cannot deny that I do feel cool wearing it though, and not self-conscious, for once. Rather than label it an 'idle' outfit I would prefer to say that it is a good blend of practicality and individuality. It keeps me mega warm (I admit that I am primarily wearing three jumpers) and comfortable (I am an ambassador for comfortable) but despite this I like to think I am also keepin it fresh ?

 

jeans - eBay

black turtleneck - m and s (it's a turtleneck, WHO CARES)

tank top - vintage (specifically uncle sam's in Bristol)

Cardigan - ask my mum

Chelsea boots - ASOS

A while ago topshop had a trend/lookbook thing called 'This is England' consisting of mainly oversized jackets, gingham/checked items and fab 80s-inspired garments all based in what I assumed was a lauderette (?). This outfit was reminiscent of it in a way; the tartan lining of the jeans (how exciting), the huge wooly tank top and cardigan, but unfortunately no launderette.

   

 

I don't really like the concept of new year, the future is a stranger, compared to the comforting nostalgia of the past and I feel like every year is one step closer to the unknown. sorry to be so ominous, I hope you had a happy new year anyway.

 

(waves goodbye)

suzie

the new dull

It's intriguing that something with/containing colour can be dull. 'Dull' itself is a dull word, characterised to something lifeless, colourless and boring. Black and white, however, is anything but boring, the films of the 20th century were mainly characterised by the lack of colour and I believe it allows you to focus more on the quality of the acting and the film. People never make black and white films anymore, it is now considered 'indie' and possibly 'daring' in a world where any kind of colour is accessible. Back to dull. When I think of dull, images of dreary weather, grey buildings in Eastern Europe and pale skin spring to mind. I am currently reading 1984 by George Orwell and the world that is created in it is dull and unchanging. There is only one correct opinion, building interiors are plain, but there is a certain beauty to the colourless and cold world that Orwell creates. Although trapping, it is also dull in a way that lets the imagination run wild. It's extraordinary that something so dull creates such an aesthetically-pleasing image which is what intrigues me about this word. Dull can be both an insult and a compliment. 

All this pictures appear dull in some way to me, but not on a superficial level that they are boring. The colours in them are subdued/non-existent and the expressions of the people, the surroundings and colours are both, dull and empty. To me, this is what makes these images interesting and fresh. This is a reinvention of dull, which no longer means dull. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I've been listening to Oscar (or Oscar Scheller) a lot recently. His music can be loosely described as 'bedroom DIY pop' which I took a while to understand but now it totally explains the tinny, fresh quality to it. I love how new and unedited it all is, music is all to often dominated by technology but the imperfections and casual, lazy vocals add a hazy vibe. His voice itself is like a chocolatey/britpop/baritone hybrid that, along with a jangle of guitars, culminates in something both enjoyable and interesting to listen to. The rest of his EP, 146b, is awesome and, although it sounds strictly confined to a hazy summer, I think it is something that can be enjoyed all year round.



 

Hope everybody has had a rad festive period and has an even radder new year.

 

 

(waves goodbye)

 

suzie



Sources:

 

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http://galleryhip.com/anthony-michael-hall-breakfast-club-t-shirt.html

http://www.globalsecurity.org/military/world/europe/de-berlin-wall.htm

http://time.com/3386935/grit-grime-and-graffiti-christopher-morris-on-the-new-york-subway-1981/