"Peaches Geldof turns to music?"

http://www.stylenoir.co.uk/newnewsdetail.aspx?id=366


what's the point? the media would be way more interested if she became an accountant or a teacher. plus that would be much less predictable. maybe the daily mail's just stirring shit though because they're misanthropic bastards with a taste for degrading female celebrities.

i reckon a bit of both

waist not want not?

so a small waist has been desirable, even if out of fashion occasionally, for a considerably long amount of time. but how small is too small?

betty brosmer


verdict: not too small


cathie jung (the worlds smallest waist)

verdict:WAY WAY TOO SMALL, loosen those corset strings gurrrl *snaps fingers*
" Cathie Jung's waist is about the same size as a regular jar of mayonnaise.
Cathie Jung's astonishing midriff is not a result of malnutrition or disorder. Rather, her 39-15-39 figure is a product of spending the last 25 years laced into tight corsets, which are removed, only when Cathie showers. Only when the weather is unbearably hot, the corset is taken off for a short while."
ARGH BLERRRRRRRRRRRRRR

but wai(s)t for it - the smallest waist recorded is that of Ethel Granger:


it is easy to shrug off this image off, but just consider what she would have looked like with her corset OFF.



sorry i just had to get that off my waist, i mean, chest

Granny Mary

i'm really freaking out about exams - i need to get ABB to get into glasgow, so i've been revising all of the easter break so far. i went to my grandparents, my dad's parents, from saturday until wednesday, and it wasn't exciting, but it was so relaxing. the only place in the world where i can sleep soundly. my grandma is called Mary Douglas, and she is the best cook ever (but of course i would say that). grandpa is called Duncan, and he used to be a lawyer. they are both really 'with it', even though they are in their mid-eighties. my granny talks in a high pitched, posh voice, and she talks alot. when i stay with them in cheltenham, i don't talk much but normally just listen. granny tells stories about when she was a 'WAAF', in the Women's Auxiliary Air Force during the war. she worked on the radars, and the americans were the best dancers, and tried to corrupt girls by offering them nylons, a great luxury. the american marines had the smartest uniforms too. there are a couple of large photo albums, with photos dating back to the victorian generation of our family.

we visited blockley in the cotswolds, but forgot to go and visit my grandpa's childhood home, which is called the old silk mill. it used to be known as Sleepy Hollow, as the 1897 silent film of Rip Van Winkle was filmed there;
"The silent film of 'Rip Van Winkle' was made in Blockley, the property where it was filmed was named 'Sleepy Hollow' after it. Only one copy of the film was made and the cinema in which it was housed burnt down and it was destroyed, only stills remain."


sorry this post hasn't been much more than a rather disjointed account of the beginning of my hols, i will rack my brains out and write a bit more soon