Pure shores

Today I downloaded Picasa, a photo editing program, so hopefully from now on the photos on my blog will slightly less crap. I've been playing around with it all day, it's so fun and easy to use and manages to repair some of the hopelessness in the pictures my camera takes. Speaking of which, my friend is selling me her (practically brand new) camera for a dirt cheap price, so in a few weeks I should be able to start taking better pictures. Although then I won't have an excuse for why I manage to look terrible in photos (I stopped being photogenic at around 5, unfortunately).

I've almost recovered from the whole wisdom teeth ordeal (numbness-pain-painkillers-sleepy-giant face-no food equaled a very grumpy elly) but I still have a bruise on the side of my face that looks like I've been decorating myself with yellow highlighter. Thought it would be best to cover it up. Also I really should start wearing shoes in my outfit pictures, but I don't normally throw them on until I'm madly running out the door, forever late.

The denim thingy is an old pair of jeans I cut up to create a rather large belt. I've always been a massive belt person (my towel rack is dedicated to their storage) so im fairly proud I managed to put three on today.


I've been reading Penguin Classics all holidays (10 bucks!), and the one covering my face is The Beach by Alex Garland, which I've just finished. I really enjoyed it-although the spectacularly gory scene towards the end was very unexpected-but I felt as though there could have been at least another two hundred pages to it. Surprisingly I didn't find the movie version to be a total let down, like most page to screen adaptations are. The added romance certainly added a stronger touch of (slightly unecessary) hollywood to it, however.

It feels gooooooooooooooooood to be back on my feet :)