week 3: what's in my bag
Much to my surprise, there wasn't any junk in it. I'm most confused.
Let's see...top row has my Playboy notebook & pen. It's the only notebook with free pages in it that fits in my bag, but Paperchase have a new range of stationary with SKULLS on them and so it will be replaced soon. The unauthorised Led Zeppelin Hammer Of The Gods biog which I love. Then we have my sunglasses which I lost in a circle pit at Reading Festival last month and then miraculously found them again afterwards, unbroken! Traffic-light lollipops, my passport which serves as my ID for when venue staff like to make me feel young and my phone. Vaseline, my new, shiny purse that I love because it's covered in slogans and skulls and hearts and it officially ROCKS. Arm-warmer things which I am awfully fond of and prefer to proper gloves. Plus, they have skulls on them. I might be on a bit of a skull kick lately. My mp3 player and then my ticket from the Chris Cornell gig I went to on Monday. I usually have a sharpie floating around as well, but my Dad seems to have nicked it to label up packages. There's also usually a stripy cardigan in there, but it's cold so I'm wearing it.
I never grew out of decorating my bags. When I was 16 I had a bag that was a work of art, covered with fabric paint, badges and patches. This one has yet to be attacked by fabric paint, but it's probably only a matter of time before it happens. Until then, there are badges of Motley Crue, Nikki Sixx, a Playboy bunny, the club I work at (which is the one that caught the glare), Guns N Roses, Hole, Trash Light Vision, Evil Rocks! (which was a club night I used to go to), one saying 'Dominatrix Bitch From Hell' that an ex gave to me and The Clash.
Let's see...top row has my Playboy notebook & pen. It's the only notebook with free pages in it that fits in my bag, but Paperchase have a new range of stationary with SKULLS on them and so it will be replaced soon. The unauthorised Led Zeppelin Hammer Of The Gods biog which I love. Then we have my sunglasses which I lost in a circle pit at Reading Festival last month and then miraculously found them again afterwards, unbroken! Traffic-light lollipops, my passport which serves as my ID for when venue staff like to make me feel young and my phone. Vaseline, my new, shiny purse that I love because it's covered in slogans and skulls and hearts and it officially ROCKS. Arm-warmer things which I am awfully fond of and prefer to proper gloves. Plus, they have skulls on them. I might be on a bit of a skull kick lately. My mp3 player and then my ticket from the Chris Cornell gig I went to on Monday. I usually have a sharpie floating around as well, but my Dad seems to have nicked it to label up packages. There's also usually a stripy cardigan in there, but it's cold so I'm wearing it.
I never grew out of decorating my bags. When I was 16 I had a bag that was a work of art, covered with fabric paint, badges and patches. This one has yet to be attacked by fabric paint, but it's probably only a matter of time before it happens. Until then, there are badges of Motley Crue, Nikki Sixx, a Playboy bunny, the club I work at (which is the one that caught the glare), Guns N Roses, Hole, Trash Light Vision, Evil Rocks! (which was a club night I used to go to), one saying 'Dominatrix Bitch From Hell' that an ex gave to me and The Clash.