Is that a spot?

Last night i went to see my Nan. She lives in Birmingham and with me being at Uni i rarely get to see her, so me and my Dad went to surprise her.

The main reason for the visit was so that i could strip the paper off in her bathroom as she is having it decorated in a few weeks. My Dad, being the insanely lovely person that he is, drove us to Birmingham at 8.30pm just so i could strip the paper off that i started when i was five years old!

The wall paper was this floral stuff dad put up over 30 years ago. For as long as i can remember i have been picking at it and it has had little bits missing here and there. When we were younger my brother used to always get the blame for it, and me, being the angelic granddaughter who could do no wrong, got away scot-free!

As i had waited so long to take this paper down i decided to time how long it took me... 8 minutes!! That is all. To remove all of the paper from her bathroom on my own. I was very pleased.

In the 8 minutes it took me to strip the paper my Nan had had her third cherry and lemonade and it was starting to take affect. She noticed my lip piercing and asked, "Is that a spot on your face?" I said no and told her, which prompted her whole, 'if we were meant to be covered in holes God would have made us with them' speech. Dad quickly reminded her that she had her ears pierced.

I went over and showed her it and showed her the back bit inside my mouth which made her literally jump. I found it quite amusing!

I then went in search of things to put on the shoes i am planning to make. My Nan being the greatest hoarder on earth was in no short supply of random crap. I found a jar filled with buttons and buckles and began to look through searching for some interesting ones to sew onto the shoes.

A few more tipsy comments. "You know I love you Amy. And your Dad."

"I know Nan."

"I will love you from the day I die."

"Oh so until then you don't love us?"

Her drunk slurs do make me smile :)

Then came the time to explore her kicthen. She had it completely refitted a few months ago and still hasn't put things back in the cupboards because she doesn't know where to put them. So i decided to explore the depths of her empty cupboards and fridge and found a lone egg. He looked so sad sitting in he fridge on his own that i just had to draw a face on him and take some pictures.

Ed the Egg and His Fridge Adventures

The only exception

Iron Fist

These remind me of Dorothy's shoes in the Wizard of Oz.

So beautiful. So girly but not at the same time.

I really like the tiny amount of art on the side of these :)

Wow. Just wow.

I love the lace affect on these, and the girl sticking her tongue out on the inside.

I love the picture these make when put together and the simple use of colours.

Irregular Choice

My favourite ever pair of shoes were some floral Rocket Dog shoes but I wore them to their death.

These remind me of them and how much I loved those shoes!

I love this entire picture. The colours, the mess, the organisation, the beauty, the childness of it.

This is currently my desktop background.

I love the heal on these and the little charms hanging off the heal <3

I think these appeal to my Gothic side. Very glamours!

Grey is probably one of my favourite colours and I generally love the mixture of patterns on these.

I have wanted these shoes for about five years. They are the first Irregular Choice shoes I saw and fell in love with.

If only I could walk in heals!!

Perfection.

I love how many shades and textures one colour can have. I think this shoe explores them all brilliantly!

I really wanted some Vans, then I found these on Irregular Choice's website...

After touring the shoe shops in Merry Hell for some Vans - or 'fat' shoes as I like to call them - and finding none I like I have decided to make my own out of a £2 Primarni pair of pink pumps...

Where did that fringe come from?

In my part excitement for tomorrow and the general fact that i am a university student and therefore any such notion as a 'bedtime' is a foreign language to me, i am still up at 4am, an hour after ending my online chats stating that i need to go to bed.

To prepare for tomorrow i decided to do my hair now, only to find that my straighteners are on their way out and to discover a block of a fringe i have never before seen! It literally seems to have appeared out of the top of my head over the last hour, as the last time i looked in a mirror i do not recall seeing such a mass amount of hair covering my forehead!

Anyway, for some reason i decided that my new fringe was blog worthy and thought i would share with the world my once again speedy hair growth before i finally enter the land of nod.

So night night world, see you tomorrow for feedback on my day of paid acting! hehehe :)

excited.com!

Tomorrow is going to be a brilliantly exciting day for me, and i am extremely excited to say that it shall be the day of my first ever paid acting job!!!

Saying that makes me smile a great deal and i feel really positive about what opportunities the day may bring to the near future.

I am going to be filming an advert for online viewing on social networking sites such as Twitter, as well as the companies main business websites. To be honest i do not know very much about it at the moment, all i know is that i am acting on me tod and that i am getting paid for it. Oh and that it is for pesticides.

I will no doubt be blogging again tomorrow to tell you all about my experiences and how much fun it was.


In other acting news:

I have finally signed the contract for the film, Musik, which i recorded last summer. This means that it will soon be shown somewhere. Again i do not know a great deal about the ins and outs of the future for the film as i am simply an actor involved with it and all of that business is for the producers minds only, but i do know that a company in London have shown some interest in it and that Jeremy Bulloch who played Bobba Fett in the Star Wars movies is in it. Sadly i did not get to meet him - not that i would have known who he was as i have never seen a single Star Wars movie in my life. To see the trailer go to eapfilms.com and go onto the multimedia section :)

At the end of July i am off to Brighton for a few days to spend some time with my lovely best friend Boodge Lane and i shall be accompanying him on the recording of his solo album The City Limits. I am very excited and feel extremely privileged to be asked to come and help him with this project and i think the final outcome will be bloody marvelous!!

I shall then be traveling straight from Brighton to London to spend three weeks working with National Youth Theatre on their summer season in a show called S'Warm. The show will explore the growing issue of climate change and the theory that the death of the bee will equal the death of the planet. But again, apart from that, i do not know much else about it, except that i shall be lodging at my friends house with a collection of the people who i spent my last summer with when i did my training course with NYT. I cannot wait to see these people again!!!


So far that is all the news where my acting/singing/performing is concerned. I hope that from every one of these projects more will come available to me and i am looking forward to a fun filled summer with some truly amazing friends and some talented people i am yet to meet :)

Here comes cider season

I work in a pub, I have done now for 8 months, at this pub at least, and something that always strikes me about the Summer season is the varieties of people it brings with it.

Today I served a deaf and dumb man. Thankfully it was at quite a quiet point in the day so I could dedicate my time to him fully to understand what it was he was trying to order.

He is not the first deaf and dumb person I have served, at this pub or at others I have worked at, and I very much doubt he will be the last.

Each time I serve someone like that, or see someone in a shop being served it pains me a little and I occasionally get annoyed at myself.


I wish I knew sign language.

One of my oldest friends little brothers is deaf, he has been all his life. When he was born I remember starting to learn bits of sign language with my friend and his Mom, sadly no where near enough to be able to form a sentence or understand someone else's.

When I think about a life with no sound, I feel as though I would be missing the most vital part of myself. To live in a world with no music. To live a life where you would never wake up to the sound of birds singing, or hear a baby laugh for the first time. To not know when someone is calling you. A life like that seems quite empty to me somehow.

A life with no speech equally fills me with the same sorrow. To never sing a lyric of my favourite song, or tell my best friend the stories of my day. To never be able to voice my anger at someone in a blazing row in the middle of the street.

I think we all take things far too much for granted sometimes.

And every time I see a person who cannot voice their own joy or happiness or pain, who cannot hear the joy or happiness or pain of others, saddens me. I try to imagine what it must be like for them, to put myself in their shoes.

They are shoes I would not like to travel very far in to say the least.

And each time I think these thoughts I give myself the same, never materialising task, learn sign language.

If one day I could ask a deaf and dumb person what table number they are seated at, or if they would like ice in their drink, in a way they could understand, I think that would be an amazing gift.

So here it is, in writing, my want and why to learn sign language. Lets hope maybe this time I mean it!

"You have chilli on your face"

Tuesday I had my lip pierced. This is something I have wanted done since I was about 13 but never thought I'd do. My best girl used to photo shop lip rings onto photos of me when we were younger, but no more!

My parents were not best pleased when I came home with the surprise piercing and my mom decided to blame my friend Nikki for my new look, saying she was a bad influence on me. I find this quite funny as I was the one who made her go through with getting hers done a week previously.

Today was my first day at work with my new piercing and at first I found it quite odd to talk so much, catching the bar on my teeth occasionally when I spoke, but by tonight I was out in Velvet with my best friend and some people from work and by 2am I didn't even notice it.

It feels already like this is becoming a part of me that has always been there. And apparently it suits me quite a lot.. Always a good thing!! (Y)

just get back up

tonight i went back to the bungabow to collect a few things i had forgotten while i am back in worcester for work. i took jake into my bedroom - can i call it that anymore as it technically isn't?! - to show him how different it looks without my things everywhere. as soon as i opened the door to the room i was welcomed by the reminding smell that this is no longer my home. my scent had been completely replaced in the room by the same smell that housed it when i moved in a year ago.

the room looked different, bigger somehow. it had lost its homely feel to it, its comforting welcome upon opening the door, most importantly it no longer seemed to hold the memories it so often reminded me of. i didn't look around the room and see the face that that room reminds me of so often, and as comforting as that was in some respect it was also quite upsetting, but a lot of that i think was due to the natural emotion of moving out of a place that for so long was your home.

i am now looking forward to an amazing summer, to spending time commuting to work, sleeping on peoples floors, visiting friends in wales and brighton and leicester, and to spending three amazing weeks with some wonderful friends in london before finally taking my final steps as a student to living with some truly incredible friends. i know at times, that part especially, will be difficult, or in a polite way 'interesting' but i am trying to look at it with open, eager and hopeful eyes. i do not want to fear the last part of my student journey, i want to enjoy it. even the hard bits.

so roll on summer 2010 and here's to not missing a thing!