A tale of life...

Wow, so much has happened since my last post! I don't even know where to begin!

The snow melted, taking away the beautiful winter wonderland that I'd grown so accustomed to (and the welly wearing weather!) Christmas flew by too! Christmas was quite wonderful, I love christmas time mostly because it bring the whole family together to indulge in the festive spirits... oh and there's also the case of getting some lovely presents too!

So after Christmas was over and everyone was in the process of gorging themselves on left over chocolates, I found myself in a weird situation. I don't even know how to describe it. Well, if you've read my blog for a long time you'll know the story of 'Lover Boy'. Well he seemed interested all the way up to Christmas and to be honest I was warming to him, that's the honest truth. But then I start to get the feeling something wasn't right, he seemed quite interested with my friend, he kept mentioning her. In the end I was just like, so do you like her? I mean, she was single and everything so it was fine, I suppose. But I honestly didn't think he'd replied "Yeah, I like her."

His answer made me feel... strange. My heart started to beat faster, I felt sort of angry, sort of upset but all the while scolding myself because what right did I have to feel like that? I had no right at all. None. And it's bothering me even now... not as much but I have this nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach and it won't go away. Feel free to tell me how stupid I'm being. I all ready know.

So I've just focused on line learning, watching Audrey in Sabrina and Grace Kelly in High society to take my mind off everything... ah winter movies <3

I hope you've all had a happy new year! And a good Christmas! And next time I shall inform you that I may have completed one of my more shallow goals in life... can someone say Serena Van Der Woodsen Hair?

Please comment :)

All my love, A Cat named Cat x

P.S I'm absolutely loving this song at the minute

The things you find...

I have to admit, I've been sleeping in a room that looks more like a bomb site that a bedroom. I just couldn't motivate my self to clean up! Whenever I attempted to I realised "Ooh look, 18 kids and counting is on... I'll just take a little break..." (A little break that went on for infinity and beyond) . Today, however I gave myself a wake up call, I couldn't find anything anymore... the bin bags came out of the cupboard and I hit my room with the force of a hurricane.

Surprising myself with how ruthless I was being, I achieved the result of once again being to see the floor! However in the process I found, Old photographs, An exam timetable I lost the week before my exams and spent the whole time panicking and 'The sound of music' of video (I didn't even know I owned that!). So now, after hours of willing myself to throw things in the bin, an under the bed expedition and hoovering I've finally finished! It's really such a good feeling :)

So, I sit here on my bedroom floor feeling like a very very happy bunny to add to the happiness I just bought a new coat that makes me feel very Audrey Hepburn - esque. I know its not exactly like the one she wore in Breakfast at Tiffany's but it was good enough for me! I love getting new clothes that just make you feel positive as soon as you put them on.

This week just keeps getting better and better. Edinburgh on Wednesday and Beauty and the Beast (tale as old as time...) Rehearsals on Friday :)
This has been a very positive post today, I hope all of you are feeling as happy :) Please comment! (it'll make me even happier...) :)

All My Love, A Cat named Cat x

Desperate Housewives?

The other day I seen this photo of Audrey Hepburn in the kitchen. All dressed up and checking on whatever domestic delight was cooking in the oven. Although I know this photo was probably posed I love the thought of doing the housework all dressed up and looking fabulous (although who could look as fabulous as the ultimate Miss Hepburn!). I really don't think in this day and age it would be much fun to be a housewife but there's something fantastic about the image of a 50's housewife in my opinion. 


I know, I know, it was demeaning and there goal in life was to get the dinner cooked and please their husband but I still can't help thinking that there's something lovely about it. Maybe it's the nostalgia of the decade but I think I'd like to try it just for the day; my hair piled up on my head and hair sprayed to death, in a dress, pearls and rubber gloves. Wow I'm one odd 16 year old :) 

Something tells me Audrey would have made the ultimate domestic goddess too but luckily she gave us all the gift of her magical movies instead... now that's better than baking a cake!


Please comment :)
(thanks for the advice a=on the last post, it really put things in perspective) 
All my love, A Cat named Cat x

Maybe I am a little old fashioned...

I'll admit it, I love myself some vintage. As much as I love the twenty first century and all the opportunities and technology it brings I just like the nostalgia of the past; the clothes, the music and the simpler life. Nothing makes me happier than staying in on a cold winters night and watching an Audrey Hepburn film or Casablanca.

I've been thinking though, could I have actually lived back then? I really don't think so, there's so many things in my life that I wouldn't have the guts to give up, like the internet and all the positive aspects of our society as it is. Would I enjoy the movies and clothes so much if I had actually been there?

Though if I had some sort of Doctor Who time machine (including the delightful Matt Smith maybe?) I would love to visit...

The early 20's in America - the fun, the flappers and the cool jazz music.

The 50's - it just seems so inviting, I don't know why but I would have loved to see what it was like living the 1950's lifestyle.

The 1960's - THE CLOTHES! I would have loved to see Beatle mania in full swing, the peace movement and the music up close.

If you had a time machine which decade would you want to go back to? Any events? Have you ever thought what it would be like to live in a different time?

All my love, A Cat named Cat x

Vintage Paris

I want to wear pretty vintage clothes and pretend to be Audrey Hepburn in Paris. That is what I want. I would like to forget about mobile phones, facebook and twitter and run through the Parisian streets in the rain with a broken umbrella and run into a beautiful man who will fix it for me. Or sit in a tiny Parisian cafe and sip my coffee while getting lost in my new book. Ok... maybe it's seems a bit impossible but I girl can dream can't she?

Sometimes I truly wish I could just escape back to the 1950's for a day, just to see what it was like. Maybe track down Miss Hepburn and see her in the flesh... ah the possibilities. Though I would also settle for a trip to modern day Paris, it looks so romantic and magical, like something out of a book. But unfortunately Paris isn't on the horizon yet... Scotland is though. So I'm going to be going quiet for the next 5 days while my body will be in Scotland but my head will truly be in Paris... won't that look odd :)



Anyone been to Paris? Is it as magical as it seems?

See you next week when I'm rescued from the wilderness.

All my love, A Cat named Cat x