Berlonde! New job new hair. Grateful it’s still all there. Thanks @thestudionorfolk @thelodgehair @avedauk #ittakesavillage
Berlonde! New job new hair. Grateful it’s still all there. Thanks @thestudionorfolk @thelodgehair @avedauk #ittakesavillage
Berlonde! New job new hair. Grateful it’s still all there. Thanks @thestudionorfolk @thelodgehair @avedauk #ittakesavillage
Berlonde! New job new hair. Grateful it’s still all there. Thanks @thestudionorfolk @thelodgehair @avedauk #ittakesavillage
Beta blockers & #paranoia and Northern is no one accent. It’s about 24 different ones. Also “West Country” is now estuary aka roadman
The impermanent and impulsive joy of colour is so strange, so beautiful the way colours have energy, vibration. The way we are drawn to love different colours at different times; a reminder that the strongest opinions are more resonant when we know that the opposite opinion is also worth exploring? Shetland wool jumpers in Fire, Pine and Mulberry @carriercompanyuk
The impermanent and impulsive joy of colour is so strange, so beautiful the way colours have energy, vibration. The way we are drawn to love different colours at different times; a reminder that the strongest opinions are more resonant when we know that the opposite opinion is also worth exploring? Shetland wool jumpers in Fire, Pine and Mulberry @carriercompanyuk
The impermanent and impulsive joy of colour is so strange, so beautiful the way colours have energy, vibration. The way we are drawn to love different colours at different times; a reminder that the strongest opinions are more resonant when we know that the opposite opinion is also worth exploring? Shetland wool jumpers in Fire, Pine and Mulberry @carriercompanyuk
So excited to see #heavyweightfilm gala at @raindancefilmfestival
Not even allowed upstairs in our house, but at my mums Ivor is allowed ON THE BED! Mum never used to allow dogs upstairs; she always said that they become incontinent when they get old, so suddenly banishing them to sleep downstairs when they’re at their most vulnerable is too cruel. I ask her why she now lets the dogs on her bed, she cheerfully tells me it’s fine because they’ll outlast her!
Not even allowed upstairs in our house, but at my mums Ivor is allowed ON THE BED! Mum never used to allow dogs upstairs; she always said that they become incontinent when they get old, so suddenly banishing them to sleep downstairs when they’re at their most vulnerable is too cruel. I ask her why she now lets the dogs on her bed, she cheerfully tells me it’s fine because they’ll outlast her!
Spending the day visiting the orthodontist twice to get a replacement retainer. I’d make her pay but I’m scared of the talons 💅 #teenagers
And then we said let there be glow worms… And the glow worms glew.
Lunch at mum’s, flowers from my garden for her bedside table. I’m so excited about her seeing them in the morning and maybe remembering I’ve been 💗
Nasturtiums, picked by mum 🧡 and a @marthafreud piece from my friend 🙏
Nasturtiums, picked by mum 🧡 and a @marthafreud piece from my friend 🙏
He REALLY wants to eat the cat. She knows.
Broken English @londonfilmfestival premiere This beautiful film explores the ease with which Marianne Faithful settled into the collective consciousness as an overtly sexual, hedonistic vampire preying on talented men and destroying their decent moral fibre. How does one decide if the way a person is portrayed by the media of the time should be perceived as really true? And why it matters so very much. I see a person that seeks connection – Broken English (the song) she sings, “what are you fighting for? It’s not my security”. To me this song is terribly sad, it’s about someone she loves who’s very sophisticated with words and theories because they can’t understand that they are at war with themselves, and trying to intellectualise their perception to find meaning, but that the deeper the language gets the more alienating it is. This person she sings about is unable to speak their truth, or the truth she wants so desperately to hear. It’s very beautiful. Or maybe it’s just a song about homeland security…but it moves me and that’s the point. She moves me. Her words, her yearning, her overflowing love. The album of poetry. I mean what doesn’t scream a yearning for connection more than being grateful for words that somehow express the inexpressible power and sensitivity of experience? I loved her choice of poems in her final album with Warren Evans. She feels very deeply and almost apologetically for the men she loved. Like loving them so deeply was somehow a hindrance to them. It was a privilege to be asked to join in and discuss our thoughts on this beautiful film. Thank you Iain and jane @brokenenglish.film @londonfilmfestival @iainandjane mo
Italian family wedding 👌 da best #Simona&Patrick 🤍
Broken English @londonfilmfestival premiere This beautiful film explores the ease with which Marianne Faithful settled into the collective consciousness as an overtly sexual, hedonistic vampire preying on talented men and destroying their decent moral fibre. How does one decide if the way a person is portrayed by the media of the time should be perceived as really true? And why it matters so very much. I see a person that seeks connection – Broken English (the song) she sings, “what are you fighting for? It’s not my security”. To me this song is terribly sad, it’s about someone she loves who’s very sophisticated with words and theories because they can’t understand that they are at war with themselves, and trying to intellectualise their perception to find meaning, but that the deeper the language gets the more alienating it is. This person she sings about is unable to speak their truth, or the truth she wants so desperately to hear. It’s very beautiful. Or maybe it’s just a song about homeland security…but it moves me and that’s the point. She moves me. Her words, her yearning, her overflowing love. The album of poetry. I mean what doesn’t scream a yearning for connection more than being grateful for words that somehow express the inexpressible power and sensitivity of experience? I loved her choice of poems in her final album with Warren Evans. She feels very deeply and almost apologetically for the men she loved. Like loving them so deeply was somehow a hindrance to them. It was a privilege to be asked to join in and discuss our thoughts on this beautiful film. Thank you Iain and jane @brokenenglish.film @londonfilmfestival @iainandjane mo
Broken English @londonfilmfestival premiere This beautiful film explores the ease with which Marianne Faithful settled into the collective consciousness as an overtly sexual, hedonistic vampire preying on talented men and destroying their decent moral fibre. How does one decide if the way a person is portrayed by the media of the time should be perceived as really true? And why it matters so very much. I see a person that seeks connection – Broken English (the song) she sings, “what are you fighting for? It’s not my security”. To me this song is terribly sad, it’s about someone she loves who’s very sophisticated with words and theories because they can’t understand that they are at war with themselves, and trying to intellectualise their perception to find meaning, but that the deeper the language gets the more alienating it is. This person she sings about is unable to speak their truth, or the truth she wants so desperately to hear. It’s very beautiful. Or maybe it’s just a song about homeland security…but it moves me and that’s the point. She moves me. Her words, her yearning, her overflowing love. The album of poetry. I mean what doesn’t scream a yearning for connection more than being grateful for words that somehow express the inexpressible power and sensitivity of experience? I loved her choice of poems in her final album with Warren Evans. She feels very deeply and almost apologetically for the men she loved. Like loving them so deeply was somehow a hindrance to them. It was a privilege to be asked to join in and discuss our thoughts on this beautiful film. Thank you Iain and jane @brokenenglish.film @londonfilmfestival @iainandjane mo
my house is ghetto spaghetti, on Sundays everybody gets spaghetti 🙏
