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YOU MISSED OUT. nuff said. going to festivals with intentions of photo journalism is not my forte'. im way too musically inclined than i am photography, to be canceling out dance sessions to catch out a few memorable moments, so forgive the lack of "kodak" moment images. with nine hours of dancing under mine and traceys belt, i sure as hell hope my next weigh in is mad impressive. after about twenty minutes of being there i already swapped outfits - well took my shirt off and threw on a vest actually. dozen's of fear for my lives, as you do when your 5'7 and dancing behind 6ft men and them being way too excited *memorys from parklife start to flood back* and then being dance molested by a dude way too keen to sing shaggy in my ear haha. there were alcohol busts, a serious amount of marijuanna, baby mama fist fights, and just a whole lotta ish that can't even come to mind right now. the musical performances were ridiculous! - as to be expected. their bands, and solo's were just, amazing is an understatement and take that however you will. hope everyones weekend was extra good! i have a semi-busy week coming up, fucking awesome! + a hi and hello, thanks for the follow to the four new followers i gained! im not sure why blogger has a follow feature, seeing as this is mostly a pursuit for life documentation, than for actual social content. but i do appreciate your interest's and nice comments you leave me :) scope out my flickr --> here for some extra insight. xo
but here we go again.summer skin, ripped denim, and shirts with knots. last week's uniform.
(peep more pictures --> here)
SUP BRUCES. whats good? hella girl day. not even worth writting bout, i will infact try and manipulate our australia day into a nutshell though, from catching wrong delayed trains, endless bus/train ride conversations, using 1800 torture techniques on our poor little delicate feet - ultimately burning the shit out of them when running on the pavement and sand - making music with my mouth while tia moves to it, awkward misunderstandings, stalking, cluttered bathrooms, tanning -more the less triple tanning in my account - watermelon and ice block lunches, seeing a semi-familiar handsome face ;), human towers, and crazy freakout sessions for every above average looking guy to be seated within a 40 mile raduis, haha i kid you not. and though that still serves our day no justice, i do hope your day was of the awesome kind :) I start work again tomorow, so effortless productivity for the win! ill see you handsome kids on the flipside. xo
YOU MISSED OUT. nuff said. going to festivals with intentions of photo journalism is not my forte'. im way too musically inclined than i am photography, to be canceling out dance sessions to catch out a few memorable moments, so forgive the lack of "kodak" moment images. with nine hours of dancing under mine and traceys belt, i sure as hell hope my next weigh in is mad impressive. after about twenty minutes of being there i already swapped outfits - well took my shirt off and threw on a vest actually. dozen's of fear for my lives, as you do when your 5'7 and dancing behind 6ft men and them being way too excited *memorys from parklife start to flood back* and then being dance molested by a dude way too keen to sing shaggy in my ear haha. there were alcohol busts, a serious amount of marijuanna, baby mama fist fights, and just a whole lotta ish that can't even come to mind right now. the musical performances were ridiculous! - as to be expected. their bands, and solo's were just, amazing is an understatement and take that however you will. hope everyones weekend was extra good! i have a semi-busy week coming up, fucking awesome! + a hi and hello, thanks for the follow to the four new followers i gained! im not sure why blogger has a follow feature, seeing as this is mostly a pursuit for life documentation, than for actual social content. but i do appreciate your interest's and nice comments you leave me :) scope out my flickr --> here for some extra insight. xo
