I’ve been lame. I’ve been sick. I’ve been grape. Huh? I mean, i’ve been LIVING on grapes, cos my throat is full of razor blades.
Despite ratta-tat-tatting on Death’s Door (drama queen, much?), the uni deadlines have continued to creep. I have a photography assignment due tomorrow, and it was to be an “exploration of space”. Meaning, no people or objects.
So since it’s been a whole week and not a blog post or an OOTD in sight… here, have some photos. I titled them “West Side Pride”:
AM City Views from Footscray
Suburban Dreams
Old Meets New
Breakfast Of Champions
Dinnertime Hustle
Departures and Arrivals
Surprisingly a Sunrise!
The only exciting thing I did do this week is see JOHN WATERS at This Filthy World Vol. 2. Which was not dissimilar to Vol. 1, but since I adore him so, it’s totally forgiveable. It inspired me to rewatch Multiple Maniacs, and I screenshotted the best bit for you.
Mink Stole, giving it to Divine. Fear not, dear readers, that face is one of ecstasy…
“She inserted her rosary into one of my most private parts”
Lastly, I stalked my cat, Gomez, around the yard. And since he’s SO ADORABLE, I know you want to see these shots. Happy cat snaps!
