"Keep telling me that we'll be fine"

Spanish Sunsets. They leave me content. I do miss the safe calmness of the countryside.

Everything I'm wearing is vintage. I'm exhausted. Its 1 AM and I just drank a cup of tea. Rather foolish. Feeling incredibly mellow tonight. Good Company & Good Music ease a day of stress, always.

December 1st. Wow, time has swirled out of control. 2009 ending soon, already?! What?! Festive Lights are dangling and twinkling from every angle in Durham. Christmas soon. What is everyone wishing for? I'm leaning towards an abundance of Shoes & Adobe Photoshop. I was so sad when my one month trial ran out.

As soon as I get some money, I'm buying a velvet minidress. I want one. Bad. To wear with ankle socks & badass blazers. Oh and a hat, yes. Please. YES.

Ok. I can hear the drunken people stumble across the cobbles outside. Lots of happy yelling & echoing slurs. I think thats my cue to say goodnight & get some much needed sleep.

xxx

"Like glass, I'm clear, almost like you can see right through me"

-Jennifer Hudson, Invisible

What I'm Wearing:

Vintage Fur Coat, Alexander McQueen Skull Scarf, Topshop Black MiniDress, Babooshka Leggings (You can buy them from Spanish Moss Vintage or the Babooshka online store), Urban Outfitter Boots, H&M Hat and Balenciaga Bag.

(I love this, not entirely sure why)

I've delved into something malicious recently; a state of mind that won't lift, but has sunken down into...well, im not sure, what, exactly. But this happens once in a while, I stumble into some sort of self-pity induced vortex, where I spiral down, down, downwards. And then burst into a frenzy of extreme emotion. After a while, the mood cracks and bursts back into happiness. And then, I'm fine. Fine. Again.

Maybe its just hormonal. Maybe I'm actually going crazy. Either way, I'm dragging my lameass home for the weekend(Spain) to get over myself. I think family & real food & sunshine are pretty much all I need to get back to normal Audrey mode. Plus I'm excited to see my dogs.

Tonight I'm having a carb-fest of a meal at the cosiest restaurant in Durham.

Plus a few couple glasses of wine. And then tomorrow, I'll be at the airport/on an airplane. Hopefully shaking off this awful mood.

xxx

"All her energies were being fused into force, burning and illuminating"

-Virginia Woolf

What I'm Wearing:

Zara Blazer, Vintage Lace Bodysuit, H&M Divided Frilly Skirt & Urban Outfitters Headband.

Escaped to London for the weekend. How Lovely. Saturday, late afternoon, hours upon hours filled with nothing but cappuccinos in cafes. It was raining hard but the wonderfully lavish Christmas lights were beautiful. I loved it. Cannot wait to live in the big, bad city next year.

I think, I might...hmm...possibly be going out tonight? Ofcourse, my hair is unwashed, books have invaded my room & I am perplexed as to what to wear...but that will all sort itself out in due time. And hey, it will be fun. I quite fancy a glass of wine anyway.

Was feeling sorry for myself today. As in, the weather was grey and it was making me sad. So, I went out and bought 74 candles. They are currently all flickering throughout my room. I have all varieties, scented ones, long tall ones that I have stuck in wine bottles, tea lights...and even some strange cinnamon types. What fun. I'm a massive candle freak-always have been, always will be.

A couple of readers have emailed me in the last week or so, and asked for me to include what songs I am listening to as of late. I'll do this as often as I can, so here a couple I am addicted to at the moment:

Still Crazy: Paolo Nutini

Love Has Got Me Stoned: Flamboyant Bella

Scared of Lonely: Beyonce

Without You: Pixie Lott

In The Way: Ne-Yo

Okay, going to the supermarket for a big bag of mandarins for dinner.

Ciaooo xxx

"I know a thing or two about ambitious women, but without trust, you're lost"

-Lilly VanDerWoodsen, Gossip Girl

What I'm Wearing:

Primark Fur Hat & Scarf, Vintage Draped Cardigan & Plaid Blazer, D.I.Y Denim Shorts, Urban Outfitters Van Halen Tee & Boots. Balenciaga Bag.

Winter has certainly set in, the cold, grey air seems to seep into the cobbles and never rise again. Wet & Windy describes the view from my window. My workload is like a darkening shadow that follows me everywhere, and sometimes, in the early morning, my shower doesn't work- and I am having bizarre dreams recently that mess up my sleep- these are the sorts of things that induce a heavy dose of winter blues. But I refuse, I'm staying happy, happy...no matter what goes down each day.

A Vintage Shop recently opened in Durham. This is big news for a town that is severely lacking in sartorial innovation. Today, Frances & I went to explore. What a treasure-chest it is. I bought some slightly weird shoes & another (delicious chocolate brown) fur coat- this fur obsession is developing into a dangerous, not to mention, frivolous addiction. How many do I need?! (Oh, and BY THE WAY, just so you all KNOW. My Furs are FAKE. OKAY? OKAY?!) We then had coffee and talked about men or boys, whatever you choose to call them.

Just so you know, I'm the kind of person that ALWAYS has to be listening to music. From going food shopping to sitting in my room or in the library, my ears are in constant transfer between i-pod headphones and the stereo speakers. "Hey, put some music on would you?" is an annoying question, but only because I always, always ask it.

"It may be normal, darling; but I'd rather be natural"

-Holly Golightly, Breakfast at Tiffany's

What I'm Wearing: Shaggy Fur Coat (Brand Spanking New), American Apparel Dress & Office Shoes. This is my new fur. Say Hello to Shag-a-delic. Its warm, weird and people look at me funny when I wear it; what more could I ever ask for in a garment? Oh and my ring. Topshop. Bold & Big...and I love how it looks with Bright Blue Nails.

Friday Night: Music, Candles & Fun People. Frances wandered over to my house in the rain. She still looked impeccable. How?! We all drank some wine and talked about life. No need for neon-bright clubs, my cosy room was more than sufficient for the subdued night we all had in mind.

Fashion Bloggers made the front page of the Life&Arts Section of the Financial Times Today. This pretty much made my day, (as well as the discovery that Dr. Pepper Zero exists! Who Knew?!) In the article, Nicola Copping, (FT's deputy fashion editor) asserted that "yes: fashion bloggers, like the cool kids in school, have become a kind of elite band". She later quoted Scott Schuman, who explained his blog's appeal by its informal tone, "I speak to you as I speak to any of my other friends".

I think this is pretty much my approach to the writing in my blog, there is nothing formal or stiff-lipped about the words I put here. And while I wish I could write freely as if I was in front of a friend, the hostile anons have once again poured onto this website in full-pathetic flood. All I can say, if you hate my clothes, I'm all up for hearing about that-but as for anything else (my future, my weight, my boyfriend etc...), I can only help but marvel as to why you would even think I would be interested in your opinion?!

"For me, life is about Chapters. Die and Born again, Die and Born again.

It's the story of my life."

-Donatella Versace

What I'm Wearing:

Urban Outfitters Studded Waistcoat,

Urban Outfitters Cut-Shoulders Dress,

Vintage Hat & Zara Knee-High Suede Boots

Recently find myself obsessed & fascinated with knitwear of all types. Craving thick woolly garments, cardigans with an excess of fringe or rodarte-like ripped, shaggy sweaters. Dense, luxurious cashmere is what I want draped all over me during my midnight winter walks in Durham.

I've drifted back into writing poetry, it is a hobby that I walk into and out of with an alarming frequency and intensity. One day all my thoughts revolve around verse, the next I am bored sick of it all, and pick up Vogue/i-D/Pop instead. I guess it just depends on my mood, but even that is subject to change, every hour...or every few minutes.

I want a FUR head-band. I wandered out of a lecture the other day and I caught glance of a girl re-adjusting a strap of thick, light-brown fur around her head. I was in awe. I love fur & I adore headbands, so I was baffled as to how I hadn't thought of the accessory before. Which is why I want one of these badly.

"Song for the Soul outside the Soul"

What I'm Wearing:

Vintage Leggings, Head-Scarf & D.I.Y Bleached Denim Waistcoat.

Grey Zipper Topshop Oversized Tee.

Urban Outfitter Boots.

Balenciaga Bag.

Its almost 3 am. Early rise awaits tomorrow, not sure why I am still awake. My mind seems to be swirling with the sting that comes with nostalgia. It is most surely a bout of deep night blues. I'll be fine tomorrow, exuberance restored.

I am curious as to how so many of you know about my personal life. And as an answer to your email inquiries and comments, yes I have a new boyfriend. And while I say "new", the novelty has worn off and I feel like I have known him for a lot longer than I have. I refuse to say much more on the matter, but he wears waistcoats & hats, makes me laugh & we have fun, which is pretty much everything I need. So there you have it.

I have a busy, geek-fest of a week. Will be good to have a calm, work-heavy seven days. I know I will get the nocturnal itch to go out but it will have to be resisted. I need to do well this year, so I can get into the Fashion Journalism Masters Course at Central Saint Martins.

xxx

P.S Lots of Urban Outfitters Goodies to Show You Soon

PLUS new stock added to Frassy Rags this week,

I have made some awesome tote bags!

WHAT I'M WEARING:

I wore this (minus the shades) for a recent night out. Green blazer is my new favourite garment, bought at Salvation Army. Cycling Shorts- Topshop, Hat: H&M and shoes are from random shop called Blanco in Spain. Ohh and the bag is Balenciaga, as always.

Tired. Exhausted. And my room is pure chaos, clothes everywhere, empty tea mugs and wrinkled up piles of notes spilling into disaster. There is nothing I hate more than waking up to a messy room. Boo.

My house is perfect for people-watching. I sit on the door-step at about half eleven and watch all the drunken students en route to various rambunctious locations, teetering and stumbling downhill cobbles. It is both precarious (for them) and hilarious (for me), to say the very least.

I am finding myself heavily drawn to chunky Rodarte-like ripped knits and blazers of all breeds. These days when browsing, my shopping thoughts always revert back to the same question, "Would the Olsens or Alexa Chung buy this?" If I answer yes, I almost always have to buy, not because I am die-hard fans of these style icons but because their choices always embrace a half-way point between versatile and originally on-trend.

More Soon!

XXX

What I'm Wearing: Wildfox Love Potion Tee (£65) from Urban Outfitters, ASOS Jeggings, Vintage Brogues & Blazer, Primark Scarf.

Introducing: My Durham Best Friend, Jade.

Our outfits were not co-ordinated. Promise.

Prior to these photographs, we had stopped into the supermarket for 2 bananas and 2 oranges and subsquently ate them during our post-party walk along the river. Nothing like some fruit and a casual wintery walk to inflict energy into a lethragic mood. The light outdoors was wonderfully soft and the air smelt like Christmas. Perfecttt. Durham is such a gorgeous place, sometimes I feel like I don't appreciate it as much as I should, and seeing as I am biding farewell to it all this coming July, I am determined to get as much from this quaint town as possible.

Weekend:

Happy Hour hits home on a Saturday night when a gaggle of girlfriends, doused in fake blood with maroon-tinted lips, show up at your front door. Living in the centre of town is dangerous, planned quiet nights in almost always roll into rowdy chaos. Why stay in when you can walk two minutes and be in the midst of nocturnal spark and uproar?

I am craving London & blonde hair lately. I def. will be visiting the capital as soon as I can, but will not be indulging in my light-hair desires. A brief recollection of my platinum blonde days brings a swell of embarrassment, so I think I will most def. stick to my natural blonde/brown for now.

I am going to buy a long-sleeved maxi dress a la Olsen twins. Soon. Very, very soon.

xxx