Tooth Fury

 This week has been a sad week. My teeth moved out (were forcibly removed) by a dentist man and I got a job and heaven knows I'm miserable now.
I've got severe dental phobia so I had to be sedated for the procedure and had to bring an escort (my pap) along with me. Sadly he decided to almost faint watching MY mouth being sliced and diced and we had to go in an ambulance to the hospital while I was still sedated. I don't remember how I got out of the dentist's chair and down the stairs but I DO remember telling dad to get out of hospital bed because I needed to sleep. I also remember letting the blood soaker uppers slop out of my mouth onto the hospital reception desk while I was trying to ask the nice lady for some more dressing.
At least now I have some extra friends. I really like their little legs, I might buy some barbie shoes for them. Another new buddy in the bedroom clan is my tamagotchi, Pumpernickel. In other news, I have so many great new things for the shop which will be put up over the next week or so, yipee!

Necklace by Natali Koromoto

90s Metallic Tshirt for sale here.

Vintage 80s Ghostbusters Carry Case for sale here.

Witchboy

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You look wonderful xo

Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows

Spring has finally sprung, the daffodils are daffodiling about and the smell of grass is lingering in the air. It's the perfect day for a cemetery book reading. It's days like this when I miss the uni cemetery and my lunchtime break spot. Alas, to quench my thirst I thought a swing on some swings might help and it did. So while I was swinging on the swings and reading the signs in the playground saying 'no ball games, no skating, no people above this height', a lady walked past me with her dog and kind of gave me a half smile/half pity look, I'm sure you know the type. I figured it must be because I'm 22, alone in a playground and sucking on a lollipop. Then I started to think, why is that lady denying herself the pleasure of a swing?! She walked right past it, there was one free, it was right there. To me, this is some kind of sacrilege. I thought it was kind of sad how people older than 10 are looked down upon for playing in playgrounds. They're built for kids specifically which is annoying because my legs kept hitting the rubber floor, but why? Being a kid, I'm talking about age 2-8 here, mostly involves playing around, colouring in, screaming, pooping and people putting on a ridiculous voice and telling you whatever you want to hear. Being an adult so far has included exams, essays, job seeking, failure and an overall sense of inadequacy. Wouldn't it be a better idea to build playgrounds for adults so that when you're having a cruddy day, you can just pop off for 5mins and have a swing or sit on a roundabout, release some stress. No kids allowed because they've got it best if anything. I miss the days of sliding down a slide without my feet hitting the floor after a millisecond and without being with anyone who says 'don't touch the slide, that's where the tramps piss.' I would rather get 100 tramp piss patches on my jeans than walk past a slide.

Witch Trash

 Jumper: Vintage    Shirt: Topshop     Necklace: Extollo Jewelry    Spooky Barrette: Still Jolly   
 Witch & Trash Banner Pins: Pizza Brat

I woke up to a wonderous bunch of packages this morning from some really cute crafty girls. I'll be doing proper blogposts about the precious booty in the next few days but for now here's a sneak peek!