Three

Day 3 - It may be a day late but it was a Saturday night what do you expect, had dinner and too much wine with Lily, lovely evening.

Two

Day 2 - Traditional Corsage. Wiring and taping is fairly therapeutic

One

Day 1 - Bridal bouquets and buttonholes. Today has been up and down, but I love wedding work.

I should be shot

I am such an awful person! oh well, shit happens. Starting my 365 days of photos tomorrow, watch this space.

I think the rain is calling murder..

Autumn is upon us unfortunately, but i must admit, as a good old brit i do love the rain. I've finally sorted my camera out and need to send that off at some point next week, just in time to take lots of lovely pictures for winter :)
I've decided i hate art, everything I've done so far has been poop.. Oooh well, I'll stick it out and pray it gets better, if not, then it looks like it may be a miserable two years.
Had my computer wiped again, for the millionth times this year, okay well second. So again I'm lost in my music, what do i listen to the most? God only knows. i might get an iPhone, then try and get me off facebook ;)
Other than that nothing thrilling happening in the eventful life of Liz. Hastings bonfire next weekend, OH YES!!!

YOU MADE ME CRY

My camera i think has died, well i may have a killed it.. i don't work well with technology, i need to get my films processed at some point, even though they'll most certainly be awful. Since I've been back from Bristol nothing great has happened.. i went out like the next day got quite drunk, woke my entire neighborhood up with my sound pollution and went to some crazy beach party, which I'm gutted i didn't have my camera for. For some amazing reason, blogspot likes to make me appear as though i can't spell, i just get so carried away i drop s's left right and centre.
I currently have, the worst cold in the world, if i move from under my duvet i go straight into a sneezing fit, it someone walks past me and cold air hits me, sneezing fit. I can hardly breathe either, there is only one person to blame for this misfortune, aimee maryan, dragging me to the open air cinema on a really cold night and then making me walk all the way home, to then sit on my cold stone doorstep to wait for my mum to come home. Silly.
unfortunately the summer is coming to an end, not that England really had a summer, the closest us southerners got was a week in july which i spent on camber :) but i don't want to go back to education, I'm too out of sync, as much as i love art, i guess its just the people there that i don't like so much.

First photo post in ages, it just consumes so much time, this is my trouble. They're all jumbled up it'll be like looking at the few good snaps from each eventful day of my summer.