One Love

Just watched the first half of this. Such a treat. The rest is saved for tomorrow's Valentines night when I'm all on my lonesome. 
How the Loyal Minder loves her sexy children...

You don't know-oh-oh

I just can't help myself. One Direction make my life better. I watched the above numbers back four times last night, much to the disgust of my mother and the cat. I squealed, squawked, squirmed, shook and screamed - they're so fucking amazing, and I'm such a rampant fan girl that I cannot even put it in to words. Time to go flick through my OD calendar again and try to calm down...

Molly has some chambers.

 Shall we go investigate?

You'll be holding all the tickets and I'll be paying all the fines

Who's gonna love you?
Who's gonna fall far behind?

So, when it comes to songs such as the above, it is quite tragically painfully difficult to remember, three to four years on, quite how much they meant to you. Once all your friends, your falacies and your foes start raving about itm and the facebook status' that used to be obscure soon become predictable...

Once theings as lovely and pure and raw and as wonderfully wordily, lyrically and luxuriously lovely as this end up trending on twitter and being tattooed on indie/emo girl's fat thighs, they lose that certain je ne sais quoi...

But, then again, Skinny Love, even now, means the world to me, and more.

Toothpaste Kisses

Dedicated especially for my leggy lady (and of course, to Little Miss Birthday Brat - Penny Lainne).

All my love, forever ever more. 

Yonkahz

Ain't nevah gunnah cease to adore this kid.

The world's a mess

and you're my only cure.

The only words I know are

More.

More.

And more.

We all recognise that I'm the problem here

Tearin'loveapart

Is it bad that I kinda fancy the Xfactor's Craig Colton? Dear me. I should be ashamed of myself. Just can't control myself around them Northern lads.

Wink wink, nudge nudge...

Bratty Hatty

Ryan gosling is a modern day adonis if i ever saw one,made by greek angel cherubs and placed on earth amongst a bed of roses


too right...

Too Good, number one

There is almost definitely something quite wrong with this man.

Boy

PICK UP THE PHONE. 

BITCH.

Baby boys. Missin' yahh

 

Miss these baby boys, been too long. Nice mix, kinda nasty.

Sly track, Number Two

Housewife Envy

Paul Smith has just released these beauties. Housewife envy. Want them. Deffs the ultimate Christmas present. Get in line babies.

Tease, part one

Just you wait baby,
Just you wait...

Drivin'

So the Independent News Paper reviewed Drive pretty well. Read away.
And, if you haven't already viewed the beauty, go see it, and fall in love. Agh.

Watch that throne, N*****

Yeah baby. That's my bitch.

With the lights turned on

Too hawt.

Baby Boy, number one (and only)