“Let’s Meet by The Dumpsters”

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Here’s what I’m wearing today, thought it had a bit of a retro-classic vibe so decided to incorporate my house’s beautiful stained 60’s pebble-dash and manky concrete. Pretty casual today, new tee from the Topman Limited range, thrown together with some casual trousers from H&M (found amidst the dazzling array of alternative pieces sold exclusively in the Covent Garden store – get down there) and a classic corduroy sherpa-lined Levi jacket.

Stupid? #SELFIE is hidden genius

BUT FIRST, LEMME TAYK A #SELFIE

If your experience of the #SELFIE song has only been via radio, I urge you to check out the accompanying youtube video (linked below) and especially the comments left by various selfie-culprits. Although the song may seem annoying at this moment in time, like Kimye’s appearance on the cover of Vogue US, its iconographic significance could make it a beloved anthem in years to come.

In a super-intelligent move that exposes my generation as the narcissistic image-obsessives that we are, The Chainsmokers released a statement calling for instagrammers to take selfies to be used in their music video. Asides from the desperate celebrities, ‘The Hoff’ being one of them, who beat the ratpack and briefly feature in the clip, the resultant video is littered with ‘young adults’ capturing their best angle in the harshest of light with the most superficial enhancement; they look great. A stream of these selfies, fired at the viewer in quick succession, is spliced with clips from a nightclub. “Who wants to be in the new Chainsmokers video?!” the DJ booth booms as the sweaty masses spit and shove to find the nearest lens.

All the while, these images of modern desperation are overlaid with the superficial, dumb-bitch voice of a girl spouting the same meaninglessness and empty words that we find ourselves saying all the time. “Oh no, I feel like I’m gonna throw up, oh wait, I’m fine” – the song’s depressing reality may be the reason it’s received such public hatred. I love it.

Unlike the sexism and homophobia that belies popular music without question, this song outwardly ridicules the falseness of the young generations who are maturing in a world that values image over personality and a conventional ‘sexiness’ over intelligence and maturity. The judgemental dumb-bitch voice that whines “did you think that girl was pretty? Did you see her? She is so short and that dress is so tacky” is all too familiar for young people today. Women and men, vying for sexual attention and attacking one another on the grounds that they exhibit more maleness or femaleness than someone less masculine or feminine.

It might not be a Summer anthem but #SELFIE reveals much about the egotism of modern society and our inability to appreciate the seriousness of the themes that belie it are telling of a society scared to face the facts, preferring instead to ‘Just Do It’ regardless of the consequences.

Rebelling against the impermanency and carelessness of the 'Instaselfie', selfie taken using a manual SLR

Rebelling against the impermanency and carelessness of the ‘Instaselfie’, selfie taken using a manual SLR

Spring Breakers at Wuthering Heights

Whether the title ‘Wuthering Heights’ evokes images of a frolicking Kate Bush or a thunderous Heathcliff, Bronte’s tale of unrestrained emotion and raw passion has touched everyone of us in one way or another. A few weeks ago it just so happened that my friend’s uncle, who lives in the heart of the tumultuous Yorkshire moors where the novel is set, needed a couple of wiling dog-sitters. As a student in York whose never before visited the stunning natural abandon of the Northern countryside, I decided it was about time that I slipped into my goretex boots, tied myself in plastic everything and ventured out into the “bleak winds, and bitter, northern skies”.

Whilst I took the occasion to wear my boiled-woollen overcoat and suede desert boots, I was alone in this decision and quite rightly so. Splattered in mud and potentially faeces within minutes of arrival, I became better acquainted than ever before with the trusty anorak/waterproof trouser combo who served me well amidst the various onslaughts from sodden dogs and general country matter. As far as I’m presenting myself as a high-maintenance city kid, DofE and backpacking through Costa Rica mean that I am well-equipped in man’s perpetual battle against nature.

Far from the promises of fatal heartbreak and misery contained in the pages of Emily’s book, the weekend was spent eating good food, drinking good wine, being taken for walks by rambunctious pups through breath-taking scenery and lounging upon the holy grail of student living; sofas and comfy beds. It wasn’t the Spring break advertised on MTV but it was definitely a much needed pause from the monotonous partying that is compulsory in the life of a student.

- no quote about happiness of friendship in entire novel -

– no quote about happiness or friendship in entire novel –

 

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“He might as well plant an oak in a flowerpot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares!”

 

"Every man's hand was against his neighbour"

“Every man’s hand was against his neighbour”

 

"Your cold blood cannot be worked into a fever; your veins are full of ice water; but mine are boiling"

“Your cold blood cannot be worked into a fever; your veins are full of ice water; but mine are boiling”

"it glowed delightfully in the radiance of an immense fire, compounded of coal, peat and wood: and near the table, laid for a plentiful evening meal"

“it glowed delightfully in the radiance of an immense fire, compounded of coal, peat and wood: and near the table, laid for a plentiful evening meal”

I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.”

I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.”

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Me perching on a ledge in clothes

Me perching on a ledge in clothes

One of the most significant things I’ve learnt at university is the undervalued importance of comfortable clothing (next step death). I used to taunt my sister for buying out of comfort as opposed to appearance but I’m slowly joining her on the dark – yet plush – side.

Bought these new kicks on a recent wardrobe replenishment day (ferocious shopping spree) to carry me through Spring and Summer. They’re retro-style, Adidas trainers in navy with turquoise suede patchwork and coral accents. The deconstructed and multi-printed denim jacket is All Saints and the loose-leg drawstring trousers in wool-blend are H&M.

Sunglasses compulsory for Spring