Wednesday, 2 June 2010


5 things you cannot live without? 4 things you like about yourself? 3 things that can always make you happy? 2 things you are passionate about? 1 thing you will always remember?

5 things I cannot live without:

1. Notebooks - I have notebooks for everything. I have one that is solely for lists, another for bits and pieces of poems - just the idea, or a first line, or an image. I have another for drawings and doodlings. I have another where I keep a note of all the books I have read. Another for things I want to remember. And so on and so on, to notebook infinity : )

2. Poetry - I literally eat, breathe and sleep poetry. I read it, I write it. I honestly think poetry keeps me from going crazy. It's my way of putting the world into some sort of order.

3. Lipbalm - I keep a different lipbalm in every bag I own so that even if I forget to take one with me, I have one available. My favourite is strawberry chapstick, which actually tastes like candyfloss.

4. Moisturiser - Even when I hated everything about the way I looked, I was grateful for my good skin. Consequently, I have always looked after it. I also love that good moisturisers smell amazing so that you get a gorgeous scent every time you move. I particularly love the Kate Moss moisturiser - it smells like roses, and lasts for ever.

5. Cheese - if I could only eat one food for the rest of my life, it would be cheese. I love it. Brie with grapes. Stinky blue-veined Stilton. Mature cheddar with pickle. Crumbly goats' cheese. Any cheese! All cheese!

4 things I like about myself:

1. I am very creative.
2. I am a hopeless romantic.

3. I'm a bit odd.

4. I will do anything I can to help you or make you happy.

3 things that can always make me happy:

1. Poems!

2. Black and white photographs.

3. A bubblebath with a glass of wine and a book.

2 things I am passionate about:

1. Literature.
2. Beauty.

1 thing I will always remember:

The night in Las Vegas where my two closest friends and I went dancing all night and then instead of going back to our hotel and going to bed, we climbed the padlocked railings by the pool and curled up on the sunloungers in the dark. We trailed our hands in the water and looked up at all the neon lights and talked for hours and hours, and then we watched the sun rise over the Strip. I took a photograph of the three of us, and we look so young and happy and lovely - I framed it afterwards, and I keep it by my bed.