I know that all my rambles are self-indulgent, particularly as no one really cares and its for those of you that are bored beyond your wits until university, jobs, life starts up again. Believe me. I know.
But for now... I took some photos of my cousin in July. She was THE most reluctant model but I was determined to get some photos taken at our grandparents house.
I dressed her in her bikini and then draped a black sarong around her to make different dress styles. (This was just before we were to go on holiday to Portugal.)
I used a black and gold silk belt to tie it in place and then co-ordinated with jewellery and flip-flops.
The mask I've had for ages, there might have been some thought behind it originally but now I just think it's beautiful. I have another red, feathered one but its already in Liverpool looking after my room. My cousin has such attitude. I've never met anyone quite like her.
She hates her hair.
How, I have no idea. But she does.
When we were in Portugal we met a straight (!) hairdresser out there who loved her hair. On the night out that we met him, he handcuffed one of our guy friends and dragged him into this club called Garage and his other associate/colleague handcuffed me, put me over his shoulder, and proceeded to take advantage! It was hilarious.
On one of the other nights out, once we had the full acquaintance of... Frankenstein and Tub Tubs (they're really not half as bad as they sound), my cousin was lucky enough to have her hair backcombed within an inch of its life. I wish there were photos but I think we were all a wee bit too inebriated to really care at the time.
Back at the ranch... or rather the grandparents... we even indulged a crazy lil mofo. Or rather Crazy Lil Mofo. Yes, that is the name of the sweet, cute, fluffy, 6 month old baby bunny. You can thank my cousin for that one.
Ciao Bellas Xx
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