I suppose it's a funny sort of coincidence that Lou Reed had been on my mind a lot in the few days before I heard about his death. Last week my form tutor asked us all which four people we'd invite to a fantasy dinner party and I immediately thought of him, Frida Kahlo, Joan Jett and Courtney Love (if it could be a slightly larger dinner party I'd also invite Bowie, Sylvia Plath, Shakespeare, Cherie Curie and Walt Disney.) I won't pretend to have been his biggest fan because it's kinda tiresome when people do that, but Lou Reed has fascinated me for a long time. I can pinpoint exactly the moment when I first heard each of the songs I love by him and Heroin is one of my all time favourite songs. It's the last song on the top secret mix CD I keep for the absolute worst moments in my life and I can't count how many times I've cried in the dark to it. So I've spent the last 24 hours listening to Perfect Day and Pale Blue Eyes on repeat and getting super emotional.
and weary and could sleep for a thousand years) and have so much coursework to catch up with. On the plus side I have found a college which is absolutely perfect and I finally have some motivation because I kinda have to get into it. I'll be able to do photography and textiles and english and it's near a forest so I can go for walks and everything is exciting. Pretty much all of my friends are staying on at our current school so the idea of leaving them behind is pretty daunting. But I'm excited for next year. It seems like a chance to escape the rut I've been in for far too long. And as is very evident in this picture, I decided that rather than constantly changing around my bedroom, the time is right to completely clear it out and sort of start again with things.
I also wore some badass false eyelashes which weighed like 10kg and nearly ripped off my eyelids. The dress is from H&M and if I cross my arms it says BO #classy.