Airing my Lungs

Technology failed me during the weekend. She probably decided to take a break too. I have been overusing her the last few years but she has been such a close friend in developing three dimensional characters and plot points, I couldn't not.

I spent the easter weekend in Wales and as much as I missed all the Greek traditions of red dyed eggs, sweet braided bread, fireworks and flower donned candles, I had a brilliant time eating my body weight in chocolate, climbing a mountain pronounced nothing like what it was spelt (moel famau/pronounced:movamai) and airing my lungs in Chester. 

My original idea was to do a monochrome outfit, like a rebel without a cause, I wanted it to clash with my previous post. I gave in in the last minute however, my boots were just standing there on their own looking so... blue (....sorry) they broke my heart. And once that had happened, well, I am known to be unable to resist anything ethnic looking..

I am back in London now, guiding the five characters of Orange Juice (my play), through their reactions and emotions. What a great responsibility :) !!

Lungs top: asos

Blue Boots: asos

Denim Jacket: zara

Bag: zara

Ethnic necklace: vintage