I'm Kristen and I'm living in Crawley, Sussex (hoping to return to my beloved Brighton 'n' Hove when my ME/CFS allows). I drink a lot of tea, ride a lot of buses, go in a lot of charity shops, draw, sew and knit (and attempt to crochet), take a lot of photos, spend a lot of time sleeping, read a lot of history books and follow Jesus Christ. <3
Email: busstopgirl (at) googlemail (dot) com
Don't call me Ska Face!
Does the music you listen to whilst deciding what to wear affect your final choice? I only ask this because I was slightly freaked this morning when, after getting dressed to a ska compilation, my final glance in the mirror displayed a girl entirely dressed in black and white. Now that's what I call Two Tone...
Coz I'll be you and you'll be me
There's lots and lots for us to see
There's lots and lots for us to do
She is electric, can I be electric too-oooooooooo?
Today is brought to you by Oasis' She's Electric, and (later that same day, I hope) fresh-from-the-freezer Weston's Organic Cider. Mmmmmmmm. Hic!
'It was after witnessing the birth of a friend’s baby that Dijkstra decided to make these portraits. She photographed three women, one hour (Julie), one day (Tecla) and one week (Saskia) after giving birth. The raw immediacy of these images captures something of the contradictions inherent in this common and yet most singular of human experiences. The women appear at once vulnerable and invincible, traumatised and self-composed.'
And lots of love to Amanda, who at this very moment has a team of medics faffing about with her nether regions in an effort to persuade her body to Start Giving Birth. Having listened to various people I work with describe the methods they could be trying, I'm feeling rather queasy and resisting the urge to race to Ms Nunn's side and jiggle her up and down till her waters break.
'You've always got a good bag on the go.'
This from my no-not-gay-just-from-public-school gentleman companion on Saturday night, as he admired my handbag. Meant to be a compliment, but a girl could take it the wrong way...