Funny how it rained all day

Hello again, I've returned from bonny Scotland in one piece! It was quite a good trip although I spent most of the time with my nose stuck in a book, which is fortunate considering I packed nearly as many as in the picture to take with me. One of the best that I took was 'The year I turned sixteen' by Diane Schwemm. I couldn't tear myself away! The plot followed four sisters (though four different sections of the book) and each narrated what happened the year they turned sixteen. It had me smiling, laughing and crying; I'm so glad I picked it up even if was only because the cover looked nice!


Other highlights of the trip included the thrill of finding shelter from the numerous rain storms and an oddly hot day at the beach (which we had to dash of after two hours because of an unexpected downpour - best of both worlds really) . There was also the trips to a small farm shop just down the road from where we were staying, it was rather miniscule but lovely... and there was also the matter of the extremely gorgeous boy who worked there who kept me going back. Though I think he may have caught on in all honesty, after I went in for the third time, looked at the same stuff without buying anything and left. Well, I really didn't need anymore organic orange juice.

I'm glad to be back to civilisation though with all the interruptions that come with internet access and mobile phone signal... and my blog of course :)

Have any of you ever read 'the year I turned sixteen' and what's been your favourite summer read so far?

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

Because I want Serena Van Der Woodsen's hair.

There are many things I wish for in this life; an unlimited book budget, a danish pastry with just the right amount of icing and for snow every christmas. But if there's one thing I truly do long for it is the hair of Gossip Girl's Serena Van Der Woodsen . I've always been a fan of the character both in the fabulous books and the TV series but I'm a super fan of long, wavy, blonde and at times completely unkempt hair. Now, it seems a very easy thing to achieve... yeah right. I've had several failed attempts at this style and I'm beginning to think it may just be Blake Lively who can actually pull it off. So I'm making one last resort..... Dear Santa, I've been a very good girl this year, so maybe on christmas morning I could wake up with blonder hair in Van Der Woodsen Style? Yes?


Hmm, maybe a bit too much to ask but it was worth a try! Are you a gossip girl fan? Books or TV... who's your favourite character?

Very shallow post today, I promise something of more substance later.

All my love, a Cat named Cat x

Would you like to see that in 3D? NO!

So lately it's been hard to miss the signs of "new and better" technology on the horizon. First it was HD! Everyone went HD mad when at first a great number of us even knew what HD even meant now we're onto tri colour tellys because we've never experienced blue like it! (apparently...) . However one of the most obvious new trends is the 3D film craze. Now, call me old fashioned but I don't want to go to the cinema to sit with silly glasses on to see cars flying towards me. Now I do appreciate the thrill factor, the new cinematic experience that having a flailing piece of virtual metal hurled towards you can bring but come on, lets not let this take over our cinemas!

The cinema experience should remain as classic as it does modern. The quiet intimate experience like in a brief encounter... Ok yes, I realise I'm severely romanticising things but would we have liked to have seen the train pulling out of the station with our monstrous glasses on just for the thrill of it? And how would anyone share a natural back row kiss with those things in the way? Lets be practical guys. Classic Cinema will never get old.

How could you resist a classic cinema kiss? 

All my love, A Cat named Cat x

 

Empire State Of Mind

I have seen, heard and read about so many interpretations of one of the greatest city's on earth; New York. For example the rich kids of the upper east side in Gossip Girl where luxury drips from every bendels bag and the city is their ultimate play ground. The best of the best is displayed. The best of Manhattan (Central Park, the Met, Fifth Avenue) and the best of Brooklyn (Arts Cafe's and Mr Dan Humphrey) it all has a magical air about it that just makes me want to hop on a plane! 

Then there's the city (all be it, the city in the 1950's) through Holden Caufield's eyes. In 'The Catcher in the rye' the character of Holden portrays New York as a cold, dark and dangerous city of sin. A place without innocence where no one can be trusted and there's an almost fake edge to the beautiful parts of town. Though this is partially because of Holden's isolated state of mind it still makes me think in a city that big where one person really counts for nothing, it could be a terrifying place to be. (By the way if you've never read the catcher in the rye, I strongly recommend it!) 

Finally, a song that regularly plays  on my ipod. Empire State Of Mind (part one and two!) is so full of the inspiration New York can give someone. The dreams, the confidence but also how it can swallow you and spit you out. So from what I can tell New York is a city of many faces, both inspirational and devastating. I hope I get to find out for myself one day. Have you ever been to NYC? What were your experiences? Please comment!

"These streets will make you feel brand new,

big lights will inspire you, 

lets hear it for New York, New York, New York!" 

All my love, A Cat named Cat x

They don't think what they say before they open their mouths..

I love Eliza Doolittle's song 'Pack up' in fact I think it's brilliant! It has become my instant "cheer up life's not that bad!" song. Pack up got me thinking today; a lot of us spend so much time thinking about what other people think of us, the way we look, things we like, the things listen to and even the way we dress. For one I think it's ridiculous. Can we not just enjoy our lives without worrying about scrutiny from the outside world? I am past the point of caring what people think about my taste in music and my opinions. Just live your life without worrying about it... In fact just.....

    "Pack up your troubles in you old kit bag and bury them beneath the sea. 

CAUSE I DON'T CARE WHAT THE PEOPLE MAY SAY WHAT THE PEOPLE MAY SAY,

WHAT THE PEOPLE MAY SAY ABOUT ME.

Pack up you're troubles in your old kit bag don't worry bout the cavalry.

I DON'T CARE WHAT THE WHISPERS SAY CAUSE THEY WHISPER TOO LOUD FOR ME "

Just a quick post today,  I hope you liked it though.

All my Love, A Cat named Cat x

The look....

Hello stranger, thank you if you're reading this.

So today, something happened, something that many of you out there will be familiar with whereas me... not so much. The day began normally, throwing myself out of bed, watching gmtv and reading my latest book obsession (I heart Paris by Lindsey Kelk - it's part of the I heat series-and it's really rather fabulous) . Then we move on to the much  more exciting bit. I was out shopping, browsing the shelves of a second hand book store ever so casually, not even really taking notice of the rest of the world. That's when it happened. I lift my head and see someone... a rather gorgeous someone. He looks as if he's been looking at me but there's no way to tell. I shake it off, still feeling butterflies at the possibility. Looking back at the books I can't concentrate, he had a certain twinkle in his eye... something inside tells me he may have been looking at me after all. When I look up again the same thing happens, except this time Mr. Gorgeous smiles at me and all I can do is throw a smile back. Then I go back to browsing, feeling rather happy inside before swiftly exiting the shop. So yes, it appears I may have got the look down, now I just need to master the 'don't run away without saying hi' mantra. 

Like I say this must sound like a regular occurrence in most of your lives I would imagine. So lucky you. But for me it was a rather big deal and one I hope to have a repeat of. So now I bid you goodbye to go back to my book and have a quick day dream about Mr Gorgeous. 

Please comment if you wish :)

All my love, A cat named cat x