Look lovely in a colour.

Now, I'm not one to wear pink often...in fact- at all...I close to dread wearing the colour or having its presence in my bedroom. 

But it was today, whilst doing some unnecessary post Christmas shopping, that I noticed how delightfully gorgeous girls look in the colour. And also, just how delightful things that in general are in pink.

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A smile also never fails in making you look lovely...

Have a Happy Day.

Merry Christmas you wonderful people (^.^)

Be in the minority of festivity.

If you are a Christmas music lover (and sadly yes, we are turning into a minority) create a new tab, and go to this site...

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Look for Corny.

I understand that films aren't real. They're not reality. I know this. Truly, I do. But whoever wrote them is real. And the person who directed them are real. So I choose to believe in movies. 

Oh, yes, they fucking do. 

It's Christmas time. And thus far I have watched Bridget Jones and The Holiday. 

I easily believe in them. 

I believe in the blue ribbon tieing up Sophie's hair. 

I believe in the cut out stars hanging inside the dream of a tent. 

 I believe in liking someone-just as they are. 

And until a Christmas Eve comes, or a New Years Dawn, with a real life plot resembling something similar to that which involves a Miles, a Grahame or a Mr Darcy, I will continue playing Christmas movies, to be the leading lady in my film and continuously look for corny in my life.

Make a choice and let others make theirs.

I've been doing this paper in Summer school which is close to an analogy of ones self. 

There is nothing more natural than being ones self. Obviously. But to be that person, is ironically a mission through and through. 

To analyse is easy. 

To be; is a whole other story. 

To be with one that is them selves, or an other half of you, is just as much of a mission- as it is to be you. There are many people that come into your life that make you surpass even the idea which is in your head of adrenaline, lust, love...but for them to really fit is... well...  actually............ easy.

 But for them to be right, well....only time will tell. 

We can't be the judge. Sadly. 

To distinguish isn't our job. 

A normal, sane self won't let us be the right judge. 

But the most wonderful part of life is being part of these judgments of time. 

So don't worry too much about those that come into your life that don't succumb to your world.  It's only their choice, in their world, and they'll find what they're looking for, as will you. If you want to. You will. 

Enjoy what it is, while it is.

Count multitude times.

One should love what they want to love. To create a line between image and want, is a journey to say the least. But at the end of the day, the only thing that can make you happy, is doing what you love. 

Be that in; partying in a status driven (for the worse) bar, a style that you've been too weary to take on, a book club you've been dreaming about joining, a boy that you've been meaning to talk to, a rabbit you've been meaning to befriend...

What ever the idea, what ever the hidden love, don't be scared to embrace it. Because what's life if we don't embrace things- only but one life in time...when it could be a multitude of times in life...

It's Christmas. Be thankful.

Now, if not every day, is the time to be thankful.

This picture is from a deliciously, adorable, wonderful, little new person in my life- Malibu .  Thank you for coming into my life Malibu. 

Thank you to my followers for following me, I get very excited when each one of you clicks follow and share your 'thoughts'. 

Thank you Wellington, for your buskers, your bars, your buildings, your cafes with courtyards, for introducing us to your adopted Sun.

Thank you to my delicious friends MR DJ L JACKS TV PEGS.

Thank you to meeting new people. 

Thank you to my new friends from university. 

Thank you university. 

Thank you to friendly store people.

Thank you to cute boys. 

Thank you to new music. 

Thank you snuggles and spoons.

Thank you coffee.

Thank you to Aro Valley.

Thank you to suede shoes.

Thank you to frilly  and high knee socks.

Thank you Uncle John for my Levi denim jacket. 

Thank you Mother for my knitted xmas jersey.

Thank you father for your grown vegetables.

Thank you deck. 

Thank you giant bean bag.

Thank you new food. 

Thank you Kylie Kwong.

Thank you Aro park.

Thank you nights in Mighty Mighty.

Thank you extra goodies with gelato. 

I could write more but I think this already surpasses the length I like my posts to be.

Thank you.

Find many pairs!

Yes, I did just buy these cute little frilly socks. I was very excited to wear them indeed! 

Frilly socks, polka dot socks, soccer socks, woolen socks, striped socks...any kinda socks...I love/want them all!

Swim on the way.

A good road trip, as I've been experiencing over the last few weekends, must consist of junk food, home made food, sing along songs, windows that open, and no maps...

Also, if the trip provides it, the perfect opportunity for beach swims and drying the rest of the trip in your bikini (or a cute black & white striped full piece swimsuit like the one I just purchased!)...I finally took my first summer beach swim this weekend...beyond delicious...bless Taranaki...

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