Saturday, 12 March 2011

Secret girlish tendencies, dinosaurs in tuxes, and wedding dresses.

So, I have a secret addiction...
It's the addiction of looking at weddings on the internet, and saving images, and loving wedding dresses and secretly planning my own one, far far away in the future. I've got some idea of where I would want it, what type of dress I want, what flavor of cake I want, what flowers I want, who I want there... Everything. I don't know what it is, but everything about weddings captivate me. Maybe it's the fact that I'm not a girly-girl on the outside, and that only very few who know me well enough know that I'm a hopeless romantic on the inside. Maybe that's why, because it's the ultimate girly-girl fantasy that one can have.

Little girls dream of their wedding day, like some sort of game that they can play to know that on that day, while they might not be of royal blood, they are still a princess. I never had those dreams as a kid. I was too busy wanting to be a paleontologist and fantasizing about finding dinosaur bones, and maybe reenacting Jurassic Park. However, over these past couple of years, it's like my inner romantic has just decided to rear it's overwhelmingly pink and flowery head full of cute things and cute stories. It's moved my dinosaur fantasies to the side, and now all of my stumbleupon needs are filled with weddings and dresses and cooking, all for ideas.


(By the way, if any of you who happen across this blog continue to read it, expect to see more of my masterpieces involving photoshop, just like the above image... Because photomanipulation of dinosaurs into tiny hats and bowties is fun.)

On the other hand, I've just stumbled across some amazing vintage dresses, the first one I really, really like. It's so amazingly gorgeous, and gives me slight chills. I shall share this with you, because while I feel like hoarding it to myself and calling it "my precious" while slowly deteriorating, I feel like I need to share this with someone who won't judge my silly secret at the same time. And thus, the anonymity of the internet is a valuable tool to let me air my girlish side out now and then.

And without further ado, here is the amazing dress. Click on the link after if if you want to have a look at the rest of the dresses!


Tuesday, 8 March 2011

Early Morning Love

It's a lovely start to the day when you have your boyfriend on one side of you in bed, your cat on the other side of you, gentle light coming in through the window, and they're both softly snoring, both adorable in their realm of sleep. Occasionally, the boyfriend will sleepily open his eyes, smile sweetly and pull me close, kissing me gently, falling asleep again, but not before he makes sure to whisper a small "I love you" in my ear.

The cat, who always wants to be close for the chance of a petting or a cuddle has fallen asleep too... because really, who could resist this comfy bed?

Cuteness abounds.