The eclipse light is doing something unreal out here — every shadow's gone wrong and the whole sky's turned silver. My camera's been clicking nonstop and I almost forgot I was standing in it too. You should see what this light does to me.
The eclipse light is doing something unreal out here — every shadow's gone wrong and the whole sky's turned silver. My camera's been clicking nonstop and I almost forgot I was standing in it too. You should see what this light does to me.
Boomtown's living city has corners nobody maps — found one between two stages where the bass still shakes the walls through my skin. Didn't plan on my hand wandering but the night had other ideas. Want to know what I'm picturing?
Watching the athletics open in Birmingham and got so caught up I ended up stretching along with them — minus about ninety percent of what I was wearing. Think my form holds up?
Drove out past the city lights to catch the Perseids and the sky is absolutely relentless tonight — being alone under all that dark has me feeling things I didn't plan for. Want to know what I'm doing about it?
Found a quiet bench where the stage lights don't reach and the crowd can't see me — the music's still carrying across the grounds but the night's got other plans. Care to guess what those are?
The bass from Battersea is still living in my body and I couldn't even make it past the sofa — some nights just refuse to end quietly. Care to find out how I'm finishing this one?
Boardmasters pulled me all the way to Newquay and the sea decided to rearrange my bikini for me — not even mad about it. Bet you wish you were the one fixing it back.
Edinburgh Fringe opening night left me too wired to even think about sleeping — came back to my room and the buzz just moved somewhere else entirely. Care to keep me company?
Spent the last hour lying in the grass testing long-exposure settings on my camera because apparently I decided Bristol's balloon fiesta this weekend is the perfect excuse to pretend I'm a real photographer. My knees are green and I don't care. What's the most ambitious thing you've ever talked yourself into?
Woke up before my alarm with my hand already between my legs and zero intention of stopping — some mornings just begin like this. Want to be the reason I don't stop?