Lady of Leisure...

i have been so very busy since i came home! hard to believe i found time to post on arrival. i was picked up at the airport on friday and taken directly home to dye my hair. i had a little accident in france....
i'd let my roots practically take over my head, we're talking at least five centimeters of brown grow-back. so, as i was flying back a day early specifically for this special ball, i knew i had to sort the bad hair time out. at the tres grande supermarche, i bought a very blonde dye, the closest thing they had to bleach. needless to say, it turned my roots orange and my hair a fetching shade of lavender-mink. i put up for this for a day, then bought another on thursday. it looked dodgy, but it was all honfleur's pharmacie had to offer (such a pretty place, pictures to follow). so off we went and tried again. this time, i came out with the weirdest coloured hair i ever saw. orange, mixed with purple, with an undertone of grey. nice.
anyway, i came home and sorted it out in time for the ball and am now a brunette again! but as i keep telling everyone who seems to like it, don't get used to it. i'm already planning my next hair venture. this is merely transitional.

friday night was lovely. my best friend matthew took me to the Boogaloo Ball - it's to mark the start of our town's jazz festival which apparently is world renound. we went with his family and our other friend matthew's family and girlfriend. after meeting the mayor, a champagne reception, five courses and a slightly off band, we went into town.

the dress i wore belongs to vicky, who was given it by her neighbour. we know it's vintage, we've been told 1950s but we have no means of proof...i've worn it before on my 17th birthday and it fits like a dream. the bag is my mother's.

every picture of me from friday is hilariously unflattering.
it turns out the dress doesn't make me a lady, sadly. but that corsage could! isn't it pretty?

saturday i was in recovery mode from over indulgence. and then on sunday, it was off to the races for my friend emily's 18th - more champagne and more sunshine than i saw in france.

we didn't plan on coordinating. i just pulled out a Topshop handmedown my sister barely ever wore and ran with it.

the flower detail on it is so pretty, it's like an ink sketch with watercolour paints. but it's not as pretty as the birthday girl-to-be.

the past two days, i worked 16hours at a factory. if ever there was an incentive to get a degree and move into a profession, it's that job. i have to package adjustable kitchen cabinet legs and have never felt more like chopping my own off. my cuticles are cut to shreds, my fingers are rougher than tree bark and i feel like my soul is slowly being destroyed. i'm going back next week though. £££!

p.s. tonight, i found a really interesting site to trawl, life less plastic (introduction courtesy of Time Magazine)

18/07: i found these on my camera, they felt excluded.