Stylish gear.

What to wear for a Badminton match.



We hit up Terenures Badminton Club today with these two stylish chaps, they wore red short shorts (American Apparel), knee striped socks (AA), white wife-beaters (pennys), white sweatbands(AA) and sun visors (AA). cos everyone knows the sun is constantly in your eyes when you play this indoor sport. it's a rookie mistake when you leave your visor at home.
This all came to 42.60 squids, as Alex said "the sales girl was both pleased and disgusted with our shopping.." they really went all out for this 2hr game, but it made the game.

They lost. but they still kept their spirit up. Their stylish spirit.
i dunno what that blob is, guessing dust, or an orb spirit. i totally went all 'Most Haunted' on this picture.

They were both ment to wear convereses to finish off this whole look, but one, as you can see forgot his.tut... This was one of their game stratorgie breaks.

For those of you who doubted me...

Cedric Diggory (1977 – June 24, 1995) was the son of Amos Diggory .He attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in 1989, and was sorted into Hufflepuff. During his time at the school, he was a Prefect, and captained the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, playing as Seeker. In sixth year, Cedric was selected as the Hogwarts Triwizard Champion, and, although overshadowed in the press by the entry of Harry Potter, Cedric enjoyed almost overwhelming support from the student body, and, after the first two tasks, tied with Harry for first place. Cedric and Harry completed the Third Task together, and both took hold of the Triwizard Cup which transported them to the Little Hangleton graveyard. In the graveyard, Cedric was murdered by Peter Pettigrew on the orders of Lord Voldemort.

"Cedric was a person who exemplified many of the qualities that distinguish Huffelpuff house. He was a good and loyal friend, a hard worker, he valued fair play."

Albus Dumbledore, JK Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, at Chapter 37

That is the ugliest effing skirt I've ever seen...Oh it's a shirt.

I watched the 'Cool Party' episode of Hey Arnold (thanks to Eimears status to remind me of it) where Rhonda invites Arnold to a "High tea party at the home of Miss Rhonda Wellington Loyd", only a few were selected as she was "elimnating the geeks"..anyway she went on to talk about why Arnold is cool.

Rhonda - see, you Arnold made the cool list.

Arnold- how did i do that?

Rhonda- oh i dunno, i guess it's your moodyness that bruding air of mystery you have Arnold, your unique sense of style.

Arnold - my unique sense of style?

Rhonda- yeah! like that weird little skirt-thing you always wear it's cool.

Arnold - it's my shirt.

Rhonda - see that's what i mean, the way you call it a "shirt", it's so cool, it's bold Arnold. You're a bold kid. So are you coming?

I'd put him on the list for having that cool bedroom. WANT.

Come to Howth, i know you want to.

Some Pub on the hill. It's whop. Looks like Liam is praying in this one, but he's not. just clasping his hands together with food joy.

All goneeeeeeeeee

Then we hit up Mauds.

Finished off with a mint chocolatechip single scoop.
Can't go wrong with mint. it's true.

This is my Christmas Jumper.

But you can't have it when I die, it has already been dibs-ed.

Just A Few Essentials

Guess what fashion blogger owns what

P.S. Whats in your bag?

Also, if you zoom in you can totally see that text.

If You Are From Israel, Why Are You White?

And that's it

All The Single White Females

TODAY, I made a camera out of a Pringles can. My Life is Indie.

But until I get a go of Tuck's scanner, I can't post my pretentious protestant shots. This'll have to do- a holiday snap from my parents

reunioun post

(anne and sir paul back in the day)

so we're sitting here in mick and betty's house, eating pringles and carmel nibbles on stacks big momma bed and then waylon decides to go visit ye ould hedwig blog. she has one ting and one ting only to say "we're here, we're queer and we don't want anymore ferrets!!!" (no beef to tuck tho but the audiences just ain't digging the sweet baby ferret no more...eeeeeeeek!) with this reunion blog i realised that i should finally get round to writing that blog about DR. anne trappe that i promised i would write a long time ago. anne trappe is a world renounded traveller, doctor, artist and scientist. she wears baggy tshirts, scarfs, berets, skinny jeans and little brouge heels- so parisian oh10. chic bitch. in her spare time she likes to sky dive but her parents tessy and pat aren't so fond of her rock and roll dare devil lifestyle. in the 60's she once toured with the beatles and influenced many of their number 1 hits with her psychadelic bouncing blonde curls. one time she sucked che gueavera in the omni toilets whilst being shot in the ass. so ye thats basically anne tran in a nut shell. ps she's also a fire breathing dragon trainer! pps she goes by many names so the paps cannay find her ie. monster, godzilla pronounced gozilla, rasputin, flano...and dr mac lovely. she also writes books by the way

Fuckfuckfuckfuck

WHY did I buy all that other shit?

Someone give me €900 and I swear I'll do anything.

Ah. Ney. Thing.

How good would that look all beat up from the falling and general process everything I own is subjected to?

Here and Brown Thomas, ugh.