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Monday, July 20, 2009
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events & entertainment management + fashion direction + photography.
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†
QUIT YOUR JOB.
BUY A TICKET.
GET A TAN.
FALL IN LOVE.
NEVER RETURN.
fashion. sun. ciggies. vodka. blogs. electronica. lilies. magazines. rock n roll. tattoos. ballet. chanel. love. 90210. champagne.
♥
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i love... to dance all night until the sun rises. black and white photographs. change of scenery. being blonde. everything to do with rock n roll. heavy black eyeliner. cups of herbal tea to help me sleep. high top sneakers to dance in. and heavy electro to dance too. crazy nights out you don't remember with friends you never wanna forget. running around like crazy at music festivals. getting new tattoos. quiet nights in on the couch. cuddles. chanel is my favourite label, ever. cold custard tarts. taking at least 100 photos a night of myself and lovely ladies. the smell of freshly cut grass. leather jackets in winter. reciting lines from the o.c in my every day speech. cuddling my care bears. listening to my ipod as soon as i leave the house. spooning. being part of generation y, whether its good or bad. kisses on the neck. going to the theatre. traveling wherever my pay cheque will take me. sleeping in and waking up without an alarm. tattoos on boys. having tanned skin all year round. lazy hot summer days. anything to do with the beach. gold jewelry. shopping all day and buying only one thing after visiting the store at least 3 times. white chocolate cupcakes. spending hours on facebook doing nothing. boys. performing on a huge stage in front of hundreds of people. simplicity. lots and lots of sleep. anything to do with fashion & style. screaming until no more sound comes out. eating nutella out of the jar with a spoon. learning. getting massages from cute boys. my baby nephew's Seth and Douglas. vegemite on toast. live music. tales of love. 3am conversations. rumors, gossip, receiving letters in the mail instead of email, my independence, pancakes, getting ready to go out, justice, pop art, being backstage, rebellion, hangovers, high hooker heels, freckles, andy warhol, cold showers, 90210 episodes all night long, wearing boys tee's, imagination, daydreaming, coloured pencils, tickling, compliments, messy hair, sunglasses, hippie road trips with friends, watching the sunrise, postcards, jumping out of my comfort zone, walks down memory lane, introducing my old friends to my new world, milo, heart breakers, breaking hearts, drinking and sleeping on the roof watching the stars, talking to my daddy on the phone, shopping with mummy and spending more than we should, downloading and raping music blogs, playing innocent, beer on a hot day, cocktails at the ivy poolclub, northern beaches, salamanca markets, college parties, being silly in the dj booth, mascara, holga cameras, fashion shows, magazine subscriptions, manicures... and so so sooo much more.
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