I feel the need to post things to prove I have some slight control over my blog after the hacking hackers uninvited visit, sigh. Oh well I have an excuse to look for Christmasy things to reblog yaaaay!! (jailbait69 on deviantart.com)
Does anyone else absolutely hate, loathe, and desperately despise IRONING? That is my random question for the day. Because I have an up-ended ironing board, a piece of linen flung angrily onto the couch, and an iron that emits as much heat as Delores Umbridge french-kissing a Mudblood. I cannot take it I am telling you. I would pay a House Elf half my salary to come iron all my shit for me. Although they’d refuse the pay, right?? Ooooh I so want a House Elf!!!!
sorry this is Ingrid Henningsson on flickr
A charming vitrine somewhere in Narnia Paris. I want that clock.
Original image from abitofparis2u.blogspot.com
