There's a wind behind everyone

O My Heart

So in case you've never heard of Mother Mother, they're a fantastic band from Vancouver.

Have a listen and watch the pop-art inspired, Edward Scissorhands-esque video!

We apologise for the fault in the subtitles.

Monty Python and the Holy Grail: quite possibly my favourite opening credits of all time.

Enough said.

"Cut down a tree with a herring? It can't be done."

- King Arthur

Thrifted.

Here are a few of my recent finds :)

I love the album cover on this one

ABBA: Greatest Hits record

Value Village

 Shirt - Apostrophe

The River Vintage Clothing and Musical Instruments

Leather Handbag - Eliana Design

Value Village

Purse - Due Fratelli

Garage Sale

Flats - Nine West

(Okay, so the shoes aren't thrifted but I did get a good deal!)

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Let's Dance

David Bowie - Let's Dance by foxalike

I'm just like you, but ten times better.

Oh Steve Nash...why are you so great.

Lend me your eyes, I can change what you see

I love people.

As I was driving home from work this evening, I began to think about the people in my life - those who I've known for a long time, those I've recently met, and the strangers I've encountered and passed by on the street. In the process, I realized how much I value each and every person. Everyone has a unique story to tell, and even if the details of their life's story seem mundane to them, there is something so beautiful in each of their stories. This beauty may take form in various ways, but it is there. The heartaches and the joys of every individual have shaped who they are as a person. They may not have the most perfect life (no one is perfect), yet there is still beauty in their brokenness. 

This is just one reason why I am currently studying psychology. I really enjoy meeting new people and listening to their stories. Most of all though, I want to understand where they're coming from - what they've been through, what has shaped their personality. I desire to understand better, so that I can love better. Everyone deserves to be loved and accepted for who they are.

Who cares what ideals media and culture tell us to conform to?

Everyone is beautiful in their own way.

                                            


Mumford & Sons - Awake my soul by ptrck

The Sound of Silence

I often find myself in the most creative of moods when deadlines are looming and lists of things to do seem endless. It's the most inconvenient time for my mind to plant great ideas into my head, yet my mind seems to be convinced otherwise. Why is it that when I'm bored, I can't think of anything new and exciting to do, but when I'm busy (or it's late at night and getting a good night's sleep should be taking precedence over anything else), I can think of endless things I feel like doing?

I found myself in such a situation last night. Procrastinating on my data analysis assignment, I had the sudden impulse to start a blog. The idea had occured to me several times in the past, but I just never got around to it. So I started taking pictures of things I could include in future blog entries, such as my small (but growing) collection of records and various thrifted items that are worth mention, among other things. (I'm a pro at procrastination). After dragging myself back to the computer to complete my assignment, and after plenty of lengthy facebook breaks during the completion thereof, I created this blog. Hopefully it will be of some interest to you!

And on that note, here are a couple of the photos I took yesterday. I unearthed this Simon and Garfunkel record at a garage sale last weekend for 50 cents. Score!!

Sail To The Moon (Brush The Cobwebs Of The Sky)

I sailed the moon
I spoke too soon
And how much did it cost?
I was dropped from
Moonbeams
And sailed on shooting stars


Maybe you'll
Be president
But know right from wrong
Or in the flood
You'll build an Ark


And sail us to the moon
Sail us to the moon
Sail us to the moon
Sail us to the moon


Sail To The Moon (Brush The Cobwebs Of The Sky) by GlitchComputer