Celebration
 SHOUT, LAUGH

Saturday
 Not taken on a Saturday.

Party Time
 Staying up late and having a Photoshop party were I panic every second about photoshop crashing on me whilst I listening to increasingly hip music.

Grit
 Fishing the depths of my photos and finding this picture brings back memories not necessarily good ones but memories nonetheless.

The Tele
 Unlike many of my Saturday night this one won't be spent in front of a television or my handy dandy mac. Who said nanas don't party

Tired
A continuance from the previous post, again forgive my hypocrisy

Chair-e-me
 Went to a little shindig last night and have now resolutely determined that party/large social gatherings/sound is not the thing for me. Although you could say life would be rather plain without it but I propose a smallish argument with the picture above. Simplicity can be one of the best things out there and the idea of having to indulge for you to feel "fun" (fill with another appropriate word if you like) if just well, indulgent.
 Although I expect some might say that I am being a prude and that is probably right, but hey I'm ranting. All I wanted to say was that life doesn't have to be "rucus" to be rad.
 I'm off and I hope in someway that mini rant has some how drawn parallels to clothing/style along with expressing my silliness of the day.
 O and check this space for my up in coming art painting board this year, it is going to be interesting and slightly connected to the said feelings above

I hate it when people do this shit as well.

PS: Just realised I have one of the most elaborate pattern clash pictures below, please don't mind my regular hypocrisy