I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker, With Flowers In My Hair

Oh yes, very original, Imogen. Oh what a shame, you feel like you were born in the wrong generation. Boo fucking hoo. 

I mean today's post isn't totally about being born in the wrong generation. It's mainly about how much I bleddy love the 1980s. Like I can't get enough of the clothes and hair, but most importantly, the movies. Sorry to sound completely pretentious and well, duh, but they just don't make movies like that anymore. I mean, blockbusters are nice and all, but I really really could do without an Avengers 9, and Batman Vs Superman-  Really? Really? I just would rather a John Hughes film or When Harry Met Sally than sit through another fucking romcom with another Manic Pixie Dream Girl from hell. And yes, this is essentially a direct quote from the book Life Moves Pretty Fast by Hadley Freeman. Read that yesterday, didn't I, during one of my revision sessions. 

The book is essentially an ode to 80s films, and I feel like Hadley might just be me in about 15 years time. Seriously. In the Ferris Beuller chapter I just couldn't help but think how me it all was. I mean I've held the theory that Ferris is the cool version of Duckie (Pretty in Pink) literally since I saw those films. 

I would just like to thank my parents for never leaving the 80s, or I would never have been treated to all of these films. Gawd I love them. 

I just watched Ghostbusters, dang that is also such a good movie. GAWWWD! 

Such an uninteresting post, sorry kids, I just had a very non-day and would rather be writing a blog post than attempting to learn my spanish speaking (I will never call it my spanish oral, never.) 

Thanks kids. See ya  next time I decide I don't want to do my homework.

ALSO THE TITLE IS A SONG LYRIC ABOUT BEING BORN IN THE WRONG GENERATION

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I'M BACK

Guess who's back back back, back again gain gain... etc etc etc.

So I was just writing a rather extensive description for a YouTube video, when I realised that what I probably should be doing is writing a blog. 

I really love writing. Like I love writing. I can't remember at time before I was writing little stories, I really can't. My earliest memories are either of vomit (literally the birth of a life-long phobia), writing or my 5 year old nose in a Harry Potter book. No lies, I remember waiting for my mother to leave the room before I was reading The Prisoner of Azkaban under the covers, in the dark. My poor eyes. 

And so I wanted to be an author, or a journalist, or obviously, a farmers wife. Let's not discuss the internalized sexism. Why could I not have wanted to be an actual farmer. The mind truly boggles.

In around October I decided I wanted to start myself a diary, which suprisingly I kept up for about a month, before, due to mocks it completely fizzled out. I want to get back on that journalling bandwagon at some point, I loved my chilled out diary sessions. I literally spent an hour some nights just documenting my day. 

And then there was my YouTube thang, which just a quick FYI, I'm doing an *attempt* at #VLOGMAS2K15. I am practically Zoe Sugg. But yanno, without the 8 million subscribers. I have 29. I love my 29 subscribers though, even the ones I know IRL that I *ask* to watch my videos. HI FRIENDS! I mainly do the video thing, because I like the way videos look, the swish montages with shots of the sky, flashing along to that vibey music that is 1000% copyright. I mean, the options for royalty-free music are SO limited, help. No ukuleles, please. 

I just like creating things. Like my Instagram, which just an FYI, I love. I love taking pictures, editing pictures, having a theme, stalking other peoples themes, stalking my own theme. I just love it and I also love the C4 filter on VSCO. Thanks, VSCO, you make my pictures look like I didn't just whip out my iPhone and take a pic of the sky. I mainly love looking back at all the memories and the *sometimes* candid photos of me and my friends. I just love it all. 

Finally, on my list of "Why Imogen Should Start a Blog" is the wonderful blogs that I am absolutely loving at the moment, and the whole fashion blog world. I just want a lil space to be like look at my clothes pls. As much as I love taking *candid* photos and writing extensively about myself, I bloody love clothes. Like, most of the time I'm either thinking about my mom jeans or my Insta theme. No lies detected. Fashion is such an expensive hobby, though, and it would make me feel better about it if I could be like - yeah but it's for my blog, I'm a #blogger. #fbloggers. Also Hannah Gale is great and basically me, I mean, in about 10 years time. Love that woman, what a babe. Also obv I'm not her target market, or whatever, but I don't actually care, yanno. 

SO Welcome to my Blog. The blog I will probably continue for about 6 days, until I get bored, or more likely, actually forget I ever made a blog. I mean it is about half past midnight right now, so I wouldn't really be suprised. 

SEE YA- Imogen 

(also how feckin cute is my new blog name, I basically stole it from my instagram name. Which, incidentally, I would like to thank my lovely friend Leila for the idea, thanks my tall friend)

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favourite humans and the best day ever

October 27th was honestly one of the bestest days of my life. In case you haven't guessed, it was the day I went to Amity Fest Liverpool.

I didn't have VIP tickets or anything, as my decision to go, in the end, was quite spontaneous. However, it was still an amazing experience. There's something awesome about being in the room with not only the humans I've been watching on my laptop since 2012, but hundreds of other people like me. 

People who crave Sunday evenings. People who have district lines bookmarked on their computer. People whose twitter names have "sugg" and "oakley" and "marcus" splattered across them. People whose hands were shaking as Troye's album downloaded from iTunes. People from "team internet." People who, like me queued for 6 hours for closer glimpse of the people on our computer screen. People who chanted "Happy Little Pill" along with me in said queue.

And of course. Zoe Sugg was in the room. Louise Pentland. Tanya Burr. Alfie Deyes. Marcus Butler. Jim Chapman. Niomi Smart. Joe Sugg. Caspar Lee. 

I just could not fathom that the people in front of me were real people. So naturally I whipped out my phone and snapped some pics.

Suggs

Chummies

Lucky Zoe! ;)

Banter of Glitter

Nimbob

Yes- she's smiling at my camera :O

They are even more beaut in person - trust me

bloody hell the beauts

Marcy Butt Butt on the TRACK

hello my name is Caspar Lee (yes he's making a cute joke with the audience *swoons*)

damn, he's hawt

fix that hair

the mirror image of my face the entire night x

me & the girls after about 4 hours of queuing 

And those are all my favourite pictures of one of my favourite nights.

I honestly can't wait to go to another event like this. Hopefully Tyler will bring his tour to Liverpool, and that will be even more amazing because this time VIP tickets are on the MENU!

first ever blog post <3

Imogen x

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new blog

hi this is my blog woo

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