'The girl with the dragon tattoo' also has an awesome collection

H&M are releasing a collection on the 14th of December created by the costume designer Trish Summerville who worked with Lisbeth Salander in the movie adaption of the novel 'The girl with the dragon tattoo'. Im going to be doing my best to find any collection that mirrors the style GRUNGE which is what im into right now (not in an extreme way lol) This collection from H&M is one of them now worn together they aint grunge they are more post apocalyptic rebel style haha if you know what i mean, but separated and added with converse a lil plaid and some dark stripes it creates a Grunge revival effect anyway heres the collection check it out.

See what i mean?

Snuggle up in River Islands knitwear!

River Island have got a great knitwear selection this season here are some of my favorites!

Girls

Guys

I so want a shawl collar cream loose fitting cardigan and this one is on the top of my list!

                                                                                 

I actually have this jumper just got it in the mail yesterday evening, so i had to add it to my RI knitwear faves also its totally grunge but thats for another post! (£15 in the sale BARGAIN)

The greatest show right now!

American Horror story!

I wasnt sure about this show when i saw the previews on FX during the run up to halloween but i recorded it because it had a draw to it (or subliminal messaging) anyways i fell in love with every thing about the show! My favorite character being Tate (above) a dark troubled teenager, but thats only the surface, as far as i can grasp........Hes kinda dead lol but anyway its a really great story, theres alot of intricate parts that make it such an interesting watch, every so often we will find out about the various families that have lived in the house and gone on to die a horrible death there.

(Violet the latest families daughter also tates kick ass girlfriend, oh yeah and the rubber man...hes some crazy mo***r f***er that can attack people in the house, we dont know his identity yet my bids are on Costnats ex husband whom she shot dead in the house in the mid 80's because he had been having an affair with 'the maid' when she was young and still technically alive)

Im up to episode 6 i sooo wish the episodes were as long as Boardwalk Empires (90 mins) because as soon as it finishes i cant believe i have to wait another week for the next one!
So for anyone who hasnt yet watched it check it out its like visual METH!! haha.

(from left to right: Tate Constants son who i think was shot down by the police in the 90's after he shot up some kids from his school, Constance the creepy neighbor and the maid who's soul is trapped on the property)

Theres certainly some room for a weekly fashion pick from the show (guys and girls)

Exposure

Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knife us . . .
Wearied we keep awake because the night is silent . . .
Low drooping flares confuse our memory of the salient . . .
Worried by silence, sentries whisper, curious, nervous,
        But nothing happens.

Watching, we hear the mad gusts tugging on the wire.
Like twitching agonies of men among its brambles.
Northward incessantly, the flickering gunnery rumbles,
Far off, like a dull rumour of some other war.
        What are we doing here?

The poignant misery of dawn begins to grow . . .
We only know war lasts, rain soaks, and clouds sag stormy.
Dawn massing in the east her melancholy army
Attacks once more in ranks on shivering ranks of gray,
        But nothing happens.

Sudden successive flights of bullets streak the silence.
Less deadly than the air that shudders black with snow,
With sidelong flowing flakes that flock, pause and renew,
We watch them wandering up and down the wind's nonchalance,
        But nothing happens.

Pale flakes with lingering stealth come feeling for our faces -
We cringe in holes, back on forgotten dreams, and stare, snow-dazed,
Deep into grassier ditches.  So we drowse, sun-dozed,
Littered with blossoms trickling where the blackbird fusses.
        Is it that we are dying?

Slowly our ghosts drag home:  glimpsing the sunk fires glozed
With crusted dark-red jewels; crickets jingle there;
For hours the innocent mice rejoice:  the house is theirs;
Shutters and doors all closed:  on us the doors are closed -
        We turn back to our dying.

Since we believe not otherwise can kind fires burn;
Now ever suns smile true on child, or field, or fruit.
For God's invincible spring our love is made afraid;
Therefore, not loath, we lie out here; therefore were born,
        For love of God seems dying.

To-night, His frost will fasten on this mud and us,
Shrivelling many hands and puckering foreheads crisp.
The burying-party, picks and shovels in their shaking grasp,
Pause over half-known faces.  All their eyes are ice,
        But nothing happens.

-Wilfred Owen

Asian Tomboys! SO KAWAII!

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE asian tomboys they are just too adorable and their fashion and hair are amazing!

-Megan