I like to take photos of things. Mostly peoples. Mostly pretty peoples, if I'm honest. But sometimes toys, or dogs, or maybe a tree. Y'know, interesting stuff.
I shoot a few burlesque shows, but that's just to kill time between photoshoots with models, where I can control the light and the pose and the magic.
My photos will have the tag "my photo". Otherwise, it's stolen from the vast wilderness that is the internet. I usually source pics from Model Mayhem, Flickr or We <3 it.
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Sophie and I do have lots of fun on Saturdays.
Not pictured: Going to the park to kick a ball about only to find a helicopter landed there ( Some sort of Armed Forces display! ) and Sophie spotting a TV celebrity walking about the town ( arm in arm with some lady handing out flyers, but shhhhhh! ). Mickey Fucking Mouse. Hey, even movie stars gotta buy more milk I guess!
I love the thought that Soph might believe Mickey Mouse lives in our world, and does he shopping in town. Like it’s a normal thing.
Guys with white beards and big bellys should every couple of months go to the shops dressed as Santa, so that kids think he’s real. Maybe not in full outfit, but big black boots and maybe if he carried a red jacket…just enough for kids to make the connection.
See, I love vintage and retro look stuff…but it’s very much a pot luck to find something in the right size.
I might go for a modern, tailored ( read: constructed and designed to hide my paunch ) suit.
So far, all I am certain of is that I don’t want a kilt.
I know that being Scottish, I’m “mad for not wanting a kilt” but, it’s just not my thing. I’m at home in a suit. I’m comfortable and happy.
Plus, all kilts look the same to me. There’s no personal choice to it.
Demonstration staged in Queensferry by Sir Benjamin Baker of the structural principle of the bridge. The weight of the engineer Kaichi Watanabe in the centre is supported by the arms of the men on either side acting under tension, and sticks acting in compression.
Kitty & Dulcie
After like 3 fucking attempts to find this in my local WH Smith, the surprisingly awesome STOCKIST LOCATOR alerted me to the fact that I would need a jaunt to Glasgow to purchase it. So, I shoulda checked that first, I guess. ¬_¬
So, I just ordered it online.
Never read the magazine in my life, but with Missy Malone on the cover? I gotta show my support!
I managed to drag Katie out clothes shopping at the weekend. She hates shopping for clothes.
I had Sophie in a papoose, strapped to me like a kangaroo, with the intent that Katie could then go and try stuff on. I knew before we left that house that was a joke, she never tries thing on ( strongly tied to the, she hates shopping thing ).
We were on the look out for a capsule wardrobe of rusty reds and autumny colours, but I kept get distracted by how many pretty dresses there are about at the minute!
1920’s Follies girl
I genuinely love every single illustration that Willa Gebbie does.
ALSO! She’s running a competition at the minute, to win some gorgeous vintage fashion art cards, illustrated by her of course, so be sure and check out her blog: