Florence & the Machine

A journalist friend got me a free ticket to Lovebox festival this weekend, and I got tosee Florence and the Machine perform for the first time.



I haven't bothered to check her music out before partly because of the hype and partly because the 70s/art nouveau/clowns and fairies aesthetic seems to be aimed right at my demographic (thanks Bat for Lashes!).

She was immense though- what a performer- she went from cute to siren to fucking madthing in a half hour set. And her voice is just fine.

It doesn't hurt that she is achingly, aspirationally beautiful too. She had fake eyelashes on upper and lower lids and two gold rings shaped like raptor claws. As for her hair, well it just reminded me how much I need to go and see the JW Waterhouse mermaid painting again.

Nice lyrics too.

I'm off to cut in a fringe and order her album...

Clothes

Charity shopping

Spoils from last week; Ronald Regan, Mary Pickford, mother of pearl box and Jocob's Room by Virginia Woolfe

Activity

I feel like it's been a year since I did proper outfit photos. It's probably inevitable seeing as I barely have time to do the things I absolutely need to do, let alone frivolous things like photograph myself every morning. But, I'm finding that living life unexamined (even in the most shallow way) make it so difficult to mark time. Months go by, I gain weight, don't cut my hair, wear the same skirt three times a week and no one picks me up on it.

At least photographing myself every morning gave some much needed scrutiny.

Caroline Weeks

From the launch of Songs for Edna in Dalston a few months ago. A really magical evening.


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