18th May 1980- The suicide of Ian Curtis

The loss of a great musician. Twenty three was such a young age. Never have, nor shall, I witnessed such words beautifully devised and placed in a perfect way from a mind so complex. Your epilepsy. Your depression. Your mind. Your perspective. Your love. Cliche to say, but you have changed my life.  Thirty one years today but still your music lives on. And, I honestly think It always will. 

I remember growing up My Grandad would talk about you/your music. As he was friends with Peter Hook from Joy Division, and from a very early age I was hooked on Joy Division. 

I always wish I was alive during the 70's just so that I could have met the great musician, that is Ian. It would have been the best thing ever. It's times like these when I wish my Grandad didn't die last year. Nobody else in my family loves Joy Division and Ian Curtis as much as me. This post is going off track now, but yes. Ian Curtis. 

Rest in Peace. You're simply amazing.

New York City Baby♥

Now if there is ever a place I could escape to New York City would be the place for me definitely. The hustle and bustle of the big city, the quiet streets of Soho, walking through central park on a glorious day, taking the subway, eating at cafeteria, being all touristy and going to times square and just marvel at the beauty of it all. Eversince I can remember I have always said I will live in New York. I can just imagine myself working for a fashion company, in PR or blogging, living in a apartment, a determined career woman. I will have a cat of course. I will spend my days going to Starbucks, with my macbook in tow. Iced mocha for me please! I'll trail the streets of Little Italy, Mulberry street when looking for vintage shoes.Working at NYFW would be amazing, watching shows such as Prada, Dior, Marc Jacobs, Betsey Johnson, BCBG, Balenciaga, Alexander Mcqueen, Chanel...it would just be..wow. 

 I will make my lifelong dream come true. I will be living in a an apartment above Columbus Circle. The bright lights, the big city always have and always will appeal to me. Especially NYC. This is my life. I just need to make it over here, in England now. I haven't got any time to waste. I just want to make something of myself and I know I can do it.

Beauty is in all of us.

I have come to realize that there are so many wonderful and beautiful people in the world. I mean, of course I already knew this yes. But, the amount of people who are being so amazingly honest in a good way, and just fabulous with me is astonishing. I am finding it simply incredible, that people are saying such lovely, warm and enchanting words. I find it so inspirational. At one point, I had a tear in my eye of what some beautiful girl put. People going out of their way, when they do not have to, to people they do not know, to make people happy, is just simply extraordinary, well it is in my experience anyway.

Let's all be happy.

I could do with getting hold of this book. I struggle, to remember, the things I should be happy about. I know I have every reason to be happy, sometimes It's hard to see through the blur of the stars.