HALLOWEEEEEEN

this year halloween had to take a backseat to steven's birthday, but this certainly did not stop alice and i from dressing up (although it did stop everyone else at the party....) unfortunately no one thought to get a camera out until we had had a few drinks so here is what was left of my costume at that point.

the loverly joey and i showing off our fantastic moves

 tom and alexandria can come too...

things i can make that keep me warm

i recently knit myself this hat and scarf combo to keep from freezing to death

"he thawed himself with the heat stored in his mustache..."

mr sun

i haven't seen the sun for days at this point, to be honest i'm not sure it's even still there. it may have been replaced by the shard, which emanates rays of light down onto london. they sent a note to international students recommending that we take vitamin C supplements, to keep from getting too depressed. the good news is that in this sunless environment no one seems to question my obscene paleness. clearly this is where i'm meant to be. so take that all of you tan ppl who used to point and laugh, pale IS coming back. perhaps i am a bit too excited about this... but really, it is deserved. i still have italian family members who believe i have a genetic disorder.

dorm life is glamerous

the driers are broken, so i've strung up yarn and hung everything i own across my room. now i just have to hope no one comes to visit as there isn't anywhere to stand in my room. i'm thinking this is the gods telling me it's time for a study break, so i am off exploring courtesy of kings college halls maintenance department.

them little chickies are growing up quick.

the baby chicks have clearly reached that awkward chicken phase where they are losing there baby fluff but haven't quite grown enough feathers to look alright again. i lurve them!

the two red ones are chick pea (my baby!) and sweet pea, the funny looking brown gal with fluff sticking out the sides of her head is betty boop, and the two yellow chicks are nelly bells and squeaker.

a few of my favorite things

in continuing our tradition of being old ladies, allison and i attended knitting club at knit london. there was tea, wine, middle aged women complaining about their children, and a plethora of fancy organic yarns. it was everything one could want from a thursday night. AND there was a yarn baller, which is by far the coolest thing i have every seen.

my newest knit creation... still looking for a name.

shiny things.

there was a time when gay clubs were a fun place to go because you could wear glitter and didn't have to worry about being hit on by creepy men. unfortunately, the creepy men have caught on to this strategy and begun frequenting gay clubs as well. nothing like a 40-something year old german man with a comb over asking if you and your lover girls want to come back to his place. this all may still be worth the array of beautiful shirtless men paid to walk around being beautiful and dance on pedestals and the excuse to wear really shiny things.