The Irony of Dying On Your Birthday.. AKA; Milly's 20, Let's go and drink until we can't talk....

As the title suggests, it was Milly's birthday this week!  Tuesday to be exact.  Soooooo, seeing as she's fricking awesome and one of the best chicks I've met, ever, I decided to brave Yorkshire and the 2 hour trip to go see her for this momentous occasion!  Pretty proud of myself for not managing to miss any of the trains or buses, AND managing to get there in one piece (even if my feet were about to give way after standing up for the whole of the second train).  Either way, I doubt anything would've made much of a difference, well not enough to detract from what a BLOODY AWESOME time that was had.


I never really go out with girls, and since I don't live at uni and commute even for nights out, the whole 'girly getting ready and doing makeup' ritual brought back memories of old nights out with the girls from 6th form... just with better company.  Unfortunately, none of the pictures really show my outfit, which I'm not too happy with. :(  I wore a short 'little black dress' with a mesh panel at the top, Wolford rip off 'bondage' printed tights which I managed to find for £10 on eBay, bottle green velvet Doc Marten Boots, and my trusty faux leather biker jacket.  Oh, and black sequined hotpants the lovely Milly gave me to wear under the dress 'just incase', which Will managed to amusingly nickname "the roller derby pants".  


Makeup wise, as far as I remember I just went for a thin line of black liquid liner with silver glitter in it, over the brown and grey eyeshadow I'd been wearing during the day, along with a classic red lip (which conveniently matched my hair perfectly) and light blush/highlight.  I always end up relying on this type of makeup, not that it's a negative.


Commence photo spam of drunken derps and epicness....

Milly hijacks my camera to myspace pose... STANDARD

Something tells me we probably should've opened a window

Me and the wonderful Milly, before the alcohol took control of our expressions.  Hmm....

...And after

Quite possibly the least Asian Japanese tourists, ever

We still have a slight suspicion that Toby may actually be 12

This is the end.. (my only friendddddddd the endddd).  Doors puns aside, end of the night.
Slightly worse for wear, but totally worth it!

So that concludes Tuesday night's carnage.  Absolutely LOVED IT.  Needless to say, as soon as I can afford it and know when to book tickets for, I am getting myself back to to Leeds sharpish!  I never normally bond with anyone that quickly, but I may even go as far as to say that the people I met in that one night for Milly's birthday are better than anyone I've met in Chester in my whole time of living here.  Strong words, but so true.     I'd appreciate if someone would invent a contraption to just stick the group from Leeds, right here in Chester (if anyone says "a train?" I will slap you with a brick), hmph.  I miss Leeds, and I miss the guys.

It may well be 3 days late, but if anyone wants to go and wish Milly an extra happy birthday, by all means go for it, she deserves it!  http://millydarling.blogspot.com

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Anyone who knows me, will know how much I live for music... And how 'odd' my music taste is, eclectic at best.  I tend to alternate between folk and acoustic as a musical staple, mixed in with some of the heavier glitchy stuff, as well as the odd sprinkling of electro and metal.  See, told you it was a tad odd.

1; Beirut- Gulag Orkestar

2; At The Drive In- Relationship Of Command

3; Incubus- Morning View

4; Horse Feathers- Self Titled

5; Death From Above 1979- You're A Woman, I'm A Machine

6; The Smiths- The Queen Is Dead

7; Jeff Buckley- Sketches For My Sweetheart The Drunk

8; Jethro Tull- Living In The Past

9; Tom Waits- Rain Dogs

10; Blind Pilot- 3 Rounds And A Sound

11; The Presets- Beams

12; Funeral For A Friend- Casually Dressed And Deep In Conversation

13; Cream- Disraeli Gears

14; The Cure- Pornography

15; Thrice- Vheissu

A good mix of all sorts, from old to new.  Just how I like my music collection to be.

First non fashion related post of the blog.  Always a first for everything, and one of many to come; variety is the spice of life afterall.  This past tuesday, me and a few University friends decided to have a little adventure around Chester, since they'd still not taken time to explore it, and I was in some ways, a Cestrian veteran!

We set off at around 1pm for a wander around town, camera in tow- taking in the river, venturing all of 10 metres into Handbridge (needless to say they weren't too impressed with it), exploring the Roman Gardens and Grosvenor park, then the obligatory Eastgate clock snaps.  I'm pretty proud of some of the photographs I took.

I'm especially proud of the above photo, especially taking into account that other than crafty shots around town and a few live gigs for friends' bands, I have no photography experience.  This is Chester's famous Eastgate clock bridge across the main street.  Instantly recognisable to anyone with knowledge of Chester, and a perfect place for people watching on the street below.

And here, we have the view from the above Clock Bridge.  Eastgate street wth an early autumn sunset.  Don't you just love the mixture of old buildings, the elaborate brick facades contrasting with the black and white mock tudor ones.

So I thought I'd try out this whole blogging lark out, I think I'll try and concentrate on the Beauty/Fashion/Music front, with a little personal and random extras thrown in. Fingers crossed for this venture, I'm actually quite excited to start out.

I'm Kirsten, A 19 year old student from Chester... Ditching the stereotype of dirty dusty archaeologists hopefully and loving it.  Honestly not sure what else I can say about myself but it'll all become apparent in future posts.. I hope.

That there, that'd be me. Hopefully be seeing more of that around here, along with whatever goodies and purchases take my fancy. But for now,

Au Revoir!

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