some pictures from london

These are just some of my favourite pictures I’ve taken from the past few times I’ve been into the city. This blog site started out as an agoraphobic blog, documenting my sudden-onset illness of crippling anxiety which began when I was seventeen. Three years later, I’m thinking ‘What agoraphobia?’ Bam, bam, bam.


A few days ago I got tickets to see none other than my lord and saviour himself, Morrissey, on his upcoming UK tour (no London date, so I have to travel, but still!) I can’t believe I’m going to finally get to see fucking MORRISSEY. I literally might bawl my eyes out at the concert. I’m going with one of my best friends, too; Rosie, who I haven’t been to a proper concert with since we used to follow shitty bands around on tour that we loved as fourteen year olds. Our tastes have matured since then and are clearly a lot more superior, obviously, so this will be our first grown-up concert together ever. Oh, and speaking of grown-up concerts, I’m seeing The Jesus and Mary Chain next month with my boyfriend, which I can’t wait for. 2015 is going to be okay, I think.


Kim Fowley 1939-2015

tumblr_ltorxrwZPj1r32crvo1_500When I was sixteen, unjaded, and still taken off-guard by the wonder and spontaneity of the world; I went to Los Angeles for a week with friends. During this time, I had the opportunity to converse with the genuine one-of-a-kind weirdo that was the magical Kim Fowley. He called my friend Hunter and I ‘two little cherry bombs’, told us about discovering Joan Jett, before subsequently inviting us to a drag queen/strip club on Hollywood boulevard. Being sixteen at the time, Hunter and I never took him up on his offer, but regardless… that conversation with him remains one of my favourite memories. I am a little sad today. I think I’ll go and watch The Runaways. RIP Kim. What a character you were.