Saturday, 28 May 2011

5 Minutes

5 Minutes

The elevator doors opened at exactly 8.32am. She was late. She was nervous. She stepped into the lift by herself and quickly turned to the mirror adjusting her hair, which was ruffled and untidy from yet another too late night and too early morning. She took a deep breath. The heavy doors were just about to close when someone stuck their hand in between them, which immediately made them spring open with force.

Adam came into the elevator and they looked at each other. He smiled politely.

She was the kind of girl that fell in love with a song straight away and then listened to it on repeat for as long as the love lasted. She listened to it loud. When boredom set in, she never listened again. Love is fleeting.

He was the kind of guy who, when he loved a song, rarely listened to it simply because he liked to think ‘it was too precious’. He wanted to keep its beauty preserved for as long as possible. He wanted to make it last forever. Love is everlasting.

Thoughts started shooting through her head. Irreverent thoughts. Adam found it too easy to read her. He could read her face and everything she was thinking. The lines around her eyes became slightly more prominent and her lip moved to the right by the most minuscule stretch. He knew she was his song. Probably the greatest song he ever listened to.

Thoughts started shooting through his head. Irreverent thoughts. What was he supposed to do? You can’t just talk to strangers in elevators. That was pretty clear. He could not NOT to talk to her though. That was pretty clear too.

Caught between a rock and a hard place. Caught in an elevator. Adam decided to press the stop button. He could see the shock in her face. Slightly terrified, but also slightly intrigued. He looked bewildered as she stepped closer, turned fully towards him and said “I was wondering if you had the guts to stop the lift”. He could feel his heart sink into his stomach. She stepped even closer. Close enough to smell his fear. Close enough to kiss him. 

As the doors opened she said “not only is it not all about me, it’s kinda not about me at all.”

5 minutes of his life. The best song he’d ever heard.

Tuesday, 24 May 2011


Isn’t the internet a wonderful place? I think so. Especially since my friend showed me the utterly men-objectifying perv-fest that is 

I love a good old guy-rating site as illustrated with this post and is on a whole other (stalkerish) level. Bless. Below a selection of my favourite tube crushes. 

Friday, 20 May 2011

Fashion Fix #40 - Date Outfits

Fashion Fix. Date Outfits. Important stuff. One for each occasion. 

Beach Date.

Grunge Date.

Nerd Date.

Posh Date.


Wednesday, 18 May 2011

No pain, no gain.

Learned a few things recently. Random ramblings. One of those. Same old, same old. You know you love it.

Maybe drunk dialling is the way forward. I’d give it a go if I didn’t have phone phobia. I’d do it for Ed though. He’s fit. 

If he still replies to shitty texts that totally show you’re high-maintenance, he’s into you.

Boys hate high-maintenance apparently. Doesn’t matter if you’re hot though.

It’s only acceptable to juggle dates, if we’re talking fruit.

Let them come to you. 

Don’t be defensive. Defense wins championships, but it doesn’t score goals.

If you bore a girl, she’ll sit there and stare right past you while smiling politely. If you’re saying something interesting, she’ll look you right in the eye and smirk.

Don’t bore a girl. It’s a cardinal sin. And yes that includes everything from talking about your mum and the world’s greatest guitar solos to your 12 hour shift. Gross.

Self-indulgence. Gross, too.

Love you, Linda x

Monday, 16 May 2011

Sexy Vampires

Right lovers, the time has come. I know I have talked about this one for quite some time, but trust me it’s worth it. Sexy vampires. There you have it.

Recently some sort of obscure vampires renaissance has happened in film and TV and maaaaaan these blood-sucking undead are HOT.  And I don’t only mean in an unattainable, cold and reclusive kinda way hot, I mean in a cheekbone-alert, wifebeater-wearing, pouty kinda way hot.

So let’s tackle this then. From best to worst.

Disclaimer – I apologise for all the bullshit below, but someone had to do it!

Eric from True Blood

Words cannot really describe. Wow. Just wow. I mean look at him. Apart from all the superficial physical attributes (yes girls think like that too), he’s the most intriguing character in the series because he behaves like such a douche, but everybody can tell he’s just a tortured lonely loving soul. Sounds horrid. Is hot.

Always had a thing for Spike. He’s not good-looking in a conventional way with his weird bleach-blonde do and creepy floor-length leather coat. Along with his major attitude problems, that would make him prime marriage material. Not. But he’s just got it in the eyes. And the abs. Fit!

Stefan from Vampire Diaries

Awww the melancholic vamp. Love a bit of mourning and soul-searching and Stefan does plenty of that. He’s a vampire with personality first and looks second, but still hot.

Edward from Twilight

Yadda, yadda I know you love him. Everybody does. He’s fit. He’s a bit whiney. But he’s still fit. Good enough to get on the list and deffo good enough for eye candy.

Friday, 6 May 2011

Fashion Fix #39 - Joy Rich

Yozers. This is Fashion Fix. I have only recently discovered JoyRich and I have to say their stuff is amazers. Just the right mix between laid-back LA summer vibes, geek chic and faux metal. Get on it.