DOUBLE ENTENDRES GET LOST IN THE TUNDRA
I went on a bit of a friending spree as of late, so if you're one of those people, hi. Hell, even if you're not one of those people: Hi. You are most probably an insanely interesting person and it's starkly apparent to me that it is a lot easier to friend you, than for me to bookmark your journal, sort it into an appropriate bookmark folder lest I lose it in the diseased spaghetti junction that is my browsing history, and sporadically lurk through tabbing. So. That's that.
On another note, I've been practicing my fashion illustration techniques as of late, which are appalling. You think: Lines! Curvy, sinuous lines! My hand just needs to glide smoothly across the page like a gentle breeze among willows! Alas, tis not so simple. Renewed respect, hear ye hear ye. Much practice in order.
ON ANOTHER ANOTHER NOTE.
Castaway on the Moon (2009) is legitimately one of the most brilliant, heartwarming, fantastically cushiony films I have ever seen. I am ridiculously smitten; it's one of those pictures which leaves you smiling long after the credits, chest inflated like a balloon, and with a renewed sense of just plain happiness.
What are your favourite films?
On another note, I've been practicing my fashion illustration techniques as of late, which are appalling. You think: Lines! Curvy, sinuous lines! My hand just needs to glide smoothly across the page like a gentle breeze among willows! Alas, tis not so simple. Renewed respect, hear ye hear ye. Much practice in order.
ON ANOTHER ANOTHER NOTE.
Castaway on the Moon (2009) is legitimately one of the most brilliant, heartwarming, fantastically cushiony films I have ever seen. I am ridiculously smitten; it's one of those pictures which leaves you smiling long after the credits, chest inflated like a balloon, and with a renewed sense of just plain happiness.
What are your favourite films?