Feel good for me. Feel bad for him.

Not much to report to be honest, I am busy with uni work and work work. I would post a picture of my schedule, but I don't really feel like being followed home, or to work. Just rest assured that I am actually busy and have no time for anything. It amazes me that I can get everything done that I need to. Working so that I can pay rent, so that I can live in a house to go to school. Working to pay for school and food so that I can be a functioning adult. Work work work!


I have some good news though!!! I have work experience coming up, and a job that I so desperately want, as a Costume Apprentice at the Royal Opera House. I am contorted into a ball of crossed limbs, a miracle I can even write this.

I also have a new industry contact/friend! I classify this as I have his number and email address. I feel  little bad for the bloke, cause he doesn't know what will happen when I get an idea and want to go through with it. A storm of "We Must!" and "We Have To!" will bombard his email and phone. poor guy, feel bad for him, but please feel good for me. ;)


Until again! When I am not dead on the floor from pure exhaustion.

Devon =)

21 things to do before turning 22

So, *awkward laughs* I've decided to bring this up again. I'm sticking to it though, I have a plan. (As so many good intentions are started.)

I was having a lovely little chat with my good friend Holly on my Birthday, which, if you look at my last post (a year ago. LOL). Anyway we were talking about how the time of firsts is basically over, but I have just turned 21, a twenty "first." it then got me thinking of a million firsts that I could still accomplish. So I have complied a list of  21 things to do before turning 22.

I will post when I remember, as I am not good with routine, I am sure there is evidence to support this.. (lol)


This is my list:

o   See a Westend show

o   Be a tourist for a day and see the London Eye, St. Paul’s, and Westminster Abbey.

o   Have an Alice in Wonderland themed day and go for High tea.

o   Go to Devon

o   See Stone Henge

o   Travel to: Dublin

§  Manchester

§  York

§  Liverpool

§  Bristol

§  Brighton

§  Cambridge

o   Be physically fit

o   Have a £2100 in savings for a trip to Australia

o   Try 21 new food dishes

o   Spend 21 days, throughout the year, without being connected to the internet

o   Design a Fall/Winter Collection and create it

o   Go see 21 exhibitions

o   Work in/on a film

o   Read 21 new books

o   Buy really expensive shoes (like rent money, SJP shoes)

o   Go to Madame Tussauds

o   Go to 11 gigs in London

o   Make 21 new contacts/friends

o   Travel out of the country 21 times:

·      Paris

·      Germany

·      Netherlands

·      Iceland

·      Switzerland

·      Russia

·      Austria

·      Belgium

·      Spain

·      India

·      Japan

·      Korea

·      China

·      Italy

·      Greece

·      New York

·      Hawaii

·      Australia

·      South Africa

·      Egypt

·      Brazil

o   Host a dinner party (Thanksgiving?)

o   Visit 21 new places in/around London

Now I realise that some of the traveling I won't be able to accomplish, but I dreamt i would be in London, so I firmly believe that anything is possible. When I next post it will be to tell you what I can check off my list. 

Also, I found out today that my brother is coming over in 95 days, so there will also be a count down for that. BEST NEWS OF MY LIFE. My Grandad and aunt are also coming over in 28 days, literally buzzing. I head over to Ireland in July, so I thought it was kind of cheating if I put Ireland on the list, I made plans before I turned 21 to go to Northern Ireland.

Catch you later! Byyyeee!!

Devon =)

Indecisive, Whiney, Dreamer, 20yr old baby.

First of all, it's been a while, second of all, this post will be short and sweet for a change.

I recently have gotten a job while in London, I hate it. I hate what I'm doing, I hate the hours, I hate it all. There is nothing about this job that is fulfilling in any way.

I've also decided that I am going to continue to hate doing mundane jobs some more, and it seems like all I do is whine, well yes, you are correct. I'm turning into one of the loudest, crying, whiny, baby 20 year olds that you will ever meet. To be honest, I'm not proud of that fact, I've also, just in the past hour, become okay with the fact that I will be turning 20 tomorrow and saying "Adios" to my teenage years. Just like how one of my friends back home is going to Mexico, to be set up on many a hot date by one of our friends who lives there. He's going to leave burnt, and leave others burnt too.

Going into my 20's I've decided, well, not really, sort of, yes and no...No, I've decided- WAIT. I'm not sure... I can tell you that I am the most annoyingly, indecisive human being.

I can say this because I have proof, when I go out to eat, I can never make up my mind in the time frame that is given. I have to weigh all my options. Annoyingly so, this year I have called my mum more times then I care to admit about "I don't know what I want, I'm just not sure. I mean, I want to be a clothing designer, that's what I've always wanted to do, but costume is where I think I will be great, and my tutors think so too." Ultimately, taking a Bachelors in Costume design is the best thing for me, but for the past month I have been really unsure. Until today, like when I eat, I went with my gut feeling. It's always the gut feeling I go back to, the knee jerk response, something I get really excited over. Which is aspiring to be like, Galliano, Biddell, Gaultier and Tracey. I feel that McQueen is too main stream, oh how fashionably hipster of me, and people only love the brand because of the death of Lee, and that it's the only high fashion brand they know. Miss Cambridge is to thank for that.

So here are my goals and my plans, and please, if I steer clear of these plans, direct me back to this post. Save it in your bookmarks bar, that way it's on hand cursor.


There is no way in hell I will be able to afford to pay for my 3 years of school and living in London, so I will be taking another productive year to save up some mula to get my butt back in England. Sooner rather then later, I miss the city already and I haven't even left.

I will also work on some projects of my own to build my design portfolio. I have been given the basics this year and that's all I need to get me going.

Also, if anyone knows of an agent to do some on the side modelling, life style modelling, I'm only 5'2 1/2. The midget of the family.

Last goal, to be back in England, for or before February. I will work 6 jobs if I need to, I am fully prepared to have absolutely no life, this is what dreams are made of.

Life Rules:

The past 2 weeks have been a complete turn around. I have a job, I am at Uni doing what I actually came for and I've made some new friends and gone and acted my age on some nights out. I've also rekindled friendships I had back in Canada. It seems like I have everything I could have ever wanted.

My hitch now, I have no idea what it, actually, is that I want to do after this year. I have a plan, go to Australia, work a bunch, come back to London and continue my studies. But, I'm not even sure if that is what I want to do anymore. I can say that I have completely enjoyed this year, I would not have changed anything. I learned so much about myself and learned some pretty interesting things in the art and Fashion worlds. Although, now that this year is coming towards a close I can't help but feeling a little lost, maybe even confused. My problem is that I know that what I want, which is to be designing and you don't, really, need a degree. I mean yes it is nice to have, and gets you a little further ahead, but you can get by just fine without it. I know that any education is valuable, but if it's going to set you back, financially, it it really worth it?

Growing up I've always had experiences, camping, moving towns, sports, family outings, living in the suburbs and on acreage, going to Disneyland, travelling for medical reasons. I've cherished every single one of those memories, and I can say I have lived quite a lot and I'm only 19. All my experiences have been with very little money, which brought on the doubt about continuing my studies. I could do it, I know I can, without a degree or a certificate, some of the best people in the business never went to college and have won Oscars. So often I dream about having a fabulous life, there are so many places I want to go and live, but staying in college would deprive me of some of those experiences. I would much rather spend my money on living the life I want, then to spend it on something that's  going to get me just a little further ahead. I've been independent for as long as I can remember and the thought about being attached to something for 3 years, which is a very long time and is going to cost me more, in time and money, is a little frightening. I can remember when I was first learning to fasten my own coat zipper, I smacked my mum's hands away and shouted at her "I can do it!!" From then on I think I subconsciously knew that I can do anything I wanted. Proven by my stubbornness and independence. I've always done my own thing, I moved away form a tiny town in Canada to the big city in England, a 10 hour plane journey. Yes I was homesick, now I feel free and in charge of my own life. Which is probably why I am so lost and confused. I don't have anyone to tell me "Yes this is what you should be doing." I am making my own rules, which is really terrifying to come to terms with. If they taught this in high school, think of how much better off we would be?


I think what I've having the most trouble with, is that I want to do it all. I want to travel, I want to go to school, I want to have a fun filled life, i want to meet amazing people, but I don't want any restrictions. I want to be able to fly the nest, come and go as I please and just live. I don't want to be bogged down by simple things, I want my life to be one of the best stories that a stranger will ever hear. I just need a way that I can do this, I think that is what i am going to spend the next year doing. Coming up with a way that I can support myself and have the freedom to do whatever I fee like.




I don't think this post has made any sense, but we'll go with it. I do feel better, a little. =)

My life is lived Selfishly

I live very selfishly and I'm not ashamed of that. I do things everyday with a conscious thought and the benefits it will have to me. I, also like most human beings, want validation. To know that I am interesting and accepted. Because of this selfishness I also want people to like me, to find me interesting and to accept me. Should I really feel like I have to prove to other people that I am worthy of their thought and time? I shouldn't, but I do. It might be because I am a girl and still under the age of adulthood, I hope I never get there to be frank. I selfishly desire to be validated for what I do by my peers, by that, I mean everyone.

And yes, what you are reading is a result of a full day curing a hangover, but still I feel my thoughts are valid and I need them to be validated by something.

-I felt like this year has been is a constant trial.
I feel like I am in the Hunger Games, although if I was I would probably die off in the middle. I have enough self respect to know that I would not be the first to go, but I'm not so cocky as to say I'd win.
-I feel like because of the selfish choices I've made it's validated, for me (a phrase that I now cannot stand, because one of our tutors uses it ALL the time, in a manipulative way) that the school system really does cater to 1 minority. That is a blog post for another time though.
-This year has validated that as much as you may have a plan, you don't. I've changed mine, and will probably change it again.
-This year has let me selfishly choose something or somethings to pursue for the rest of my life, or maybe take a year to think about them.


I am validating my selfishness with this blog post and you are validating my need for validation by reading it. Ah-ha!






Oh, and another thing. Please validate these photos.

Rub it in you face...Just a little.. Sorry

I've been feeling really good lately. It might be the veggies and the diet change, but it is working in my favour. 

This that have been making me feel good:

the amount of energy that I have by taking all the bad things out of my diet.

The clarity of my skin.

The fact that I, now, have a job.

There are very few days left of Uni, and very few days until I get to comeback home. FAMILY TIME.

Snap chat.The amount of doors that are open and possible to walk through in my future.
Dreaming.
Talking to people that I don't normally talk to, and them surprising me.
How my hair is fading after being dyed grey.
I a feeling healthier about my body.
Evan Biddell followed me on Instagram. BEST DAY OF MY LIFE.



I am just, really happy.

Converse With Me

Culture. How exactly do you define something that your brain just 'gets' or understands? How do you know what is culture and what is society? Subconsciously your brain understands the difference, it's just knowledge that is unspoken. 

So, upon having my first Cultural Studies class I didn't really learn anything new, but  culture was explained and defined. The class gave me a grasp and understanding about what my brain already knew, the class just put it all into words, instead of just feelings and vibes.

ugh, I am sorry, I just got incredibly bored of this topic.

I find myself getting bored easily lately. I just get in a funk, and I end up getting frustrated and angry with myself because of it.

Side note, seen the new Catching Fire trailer? Looks AMAZING. 

This post makes no sense whatsoever. I'm not sorry though. It's like we just a normal conversation, but you were mute. That makes me sound like a murder or an evil villain.  I will have to come up with a sweet Kick-Ass kind of name for myself.

Bye, before this post gets any weirder and I can get some food...