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Sunday, 28 October 2012


Over the last two days I've been finally emerging from one of the worst colds I've ever had (I've been comatose in bed for nearly two weeks), and despite it being absolutely horrible while it lasted, the illness's phase of convalescence has been fucking incred. I have literally been euphoric. Like, from being totally overwhelmed and down about everything, everything is now so doable, I'm so positive about doing everything I want, tackling things, making moves, etc etc. It's kind of mad and I'm gearing myself up for a crash any day now, but at the same time I'm trying to think that a crash isn't necessary, that this is a genuine feeling inside of me and not just temporary euphoria at not being ill any more.

In a state of spontaneity (or madness) catalyzed by my feeling better, I went and got tattooed on Friday by the lovely Adam at Into You Brighton. Does anyone else do this? Just go and get a tattoo or a piercing because at that very moment, that's what you want most in the whole world? I think this is a potentially regrettable urge to get, especially as it's a craving that won't go away until you do it... Anyway, luckily I haven't regretted any of my decisions so far, although not warming up to the idea of say, a tattoo of x on y part of the body, does make the finished article more of a shock at first. I began with bare skin. And now I have permanently designed skin.
Adam did three little finger dots for me on Friday, hand poked - a technique of tattooing I'd never had done before, but it was very painless and enjoyable - and I loooooove them. Subtle, ish?

Anyway. I have a week off uni now, over which I need to write an essay about magic and catch up on some reading. I'm looking forward to getting my head down a bit (especially as I can use my essay assignment as an opportunity to read up on crazy 16th Century witch burnings and dark magic) and just taking some time to apply myself. I'll be staying with my parents in Devon for the week too, and I'm hoping that the fresh countryside air and autumnal colours will give me some inspiration.

Very much looking forward to Halloween as well. Fucking hell, bring it on. I purchased some black matte lipstick and white foundation from Illamasqua recently, amongst some other very exciting and colourful eyeshadows (will do a makeup review post soon!) and I am so ready to wear it all and get all witchy, carve a pumpkin, light tones of candles and incense, put on some Gregorian chant, smoke a load of cigarettes, drink red wine, wear all golds and blacks, eat dark chocolate and just freak out a bit in my own little world.

Monday, 22 October 2012

Illustrating Scent?

I was thinking about perfumes this morning, as you do. How they're combined, whisked, perfected... individual scents in various quantities, derived from nature, blended together and magically changing, reforming, creating one new scent with multi-levels and multi-colours. It interests me how smell has a character. How, when you wear a perfume, you ideally just want to feel more you. How perfumes smell different on different people, as they react with your skin.


The visual interpretation of scent fascinates me, in an abstract, experimental way. I thought to myself, how would you create an image that communicates something so unseen and obscure as smell? 

The collage above is my first attempt I guess. Really liked Polyvore as a platform upon which to create collages; it's basic, and I feel I'd be better off using Adobe Illustrator or something, but I love the simplicity of it. I usually just use the word processing software on my computer to do this sort of thing, so compared with that, Polyvore is epically advanced!

Sunday, 21 October 2012


I'm turning into a sixteen year old again. I'm unsatisfied, unsure of what to do or where I'm going. All I want is to be free to do the things I love. I don't want a job unless I love it, unless it gives me more than money. I hate the huge waste of people's lives all in the pursuit of money.

I just want to make lots of art and smoke lots of weed and lay around in my pants, listening to lots of black metal and drum & bass. I'd love to do a tattoo apprenticeship. I'd love to work in an art gallery. I'd love to make music. I'd love to write. I'd love to feel as though I had a purpose.

God, things are getting very existential.

Have some drum & bass.

Friday, 19 October 2012

Poem: Layla

Words mean nothing, she said aloud, forming the words with her lips, which in turn, meant nothing.
What means anything?
What does anything mean?

Here the strings were plucked,
forming a sound which meant something.
The violin picked out its song and she wept with understanding, her lips agape,
her eyes streaming tears that meant something.

What does she hear? Can she say?
Here she knelt beneath waves of melody, droplets of rhythm speckling the skin unknown,
here, meaning nothing, something, anything,
I mean anything - she sung from her throat, clutching the edge, holding fast the ledge.

Inside her cave the walls shone, they glistened, they shimmered with frost.
Inside her body the violin played, plucking through her veins with a pulse like beating blood.
It sent her to the sea, into nothing, she screamed into nothing, the last sound which meant everything.

☾ °☆  ¸. *



Monday, 15 October 2012

Halloween Excitement

October is perhaps my favourite month, partly due to the celebration of Halloween on the 31st. Don't get me wrong, if you want to dress up as a sexualised cat and throw yourself into oblivion via red vodka jellies at a themed house party, go for it, but that's really not what I look forward to.

Halloween has become vastly commercialised and commodified, something which it shares with many other holidays which were adopted by Christianity, but its roots go deep into Pagan, Celtic and Wiccan beginnings.

Halloween, or Samhain, is an important date in the Pagan calendar. October 31st signals a time of change, of winter laying over us, of the leaves falling, of the earth hardening and closing for the next portion of the year. Samhain (literally meaning "summer's end") celebrates the changing earth, the dying summer, acknowledging the cyclical nature of things. 
It's a time to honor our own dead, too, and remember our ancestors who have lived before us. They are what brought us here, in some way or another; we’re all connected and it’s important to remember this, to feel cyclical, like the earth, and cast an eye to your bloodlines.

Death is not to be feared and so, neither are the dead. We cannot have life without death, or death without life; we walk beside our death always, and should feel safe knowing that to die is just as precious as it is to live. And I think honoring the dead automatically shines a light on our condition as alive, breathing, functioning human beings - that our time here is limited, and so we should always be true to ourselves, making the best of life that we can.
I believe in this fully.

 Death is symbolic of endings too, and Samhain gives us a marked chance in the calendar to look back and draw things to a close, as well as prepare for the new. With summer's end as the sun goes down, nightfall on Samhain signifies the lighting of lights and wrapping up warm; midnight is known to some as the witch’s new year, and I seem to connect with this innately. The feelings of reflection I get at this time of year are incredibly strong. There are things I want to resolve and things I want to change, and every year I feel like now is always the time to do it. Endings and beginnings, cycles, life and death.

What with the interweaving of Pagan, Celtic, Wiccan and Christian traditions, Halloween has become a real witch's brew of influences. It's veiled and mysterious. You are free to celebrate it how you wish. My Samhain is darkening and lightening, and I'm a witch, and there is strength coming from somewhere, and life is all we have. It's change, growth and inner fire for the winter months. It's casting spells and shaking free from the old to look ahead, facing the new. It's dressing up in black and gold, lighting candles and incense, carving a pumpkin lantern and eating chocolates to keep warm.

Thursday, 11 October 2012

Sea Draft

A rough sketch I made the other day. I think it needs listening to on headphones for best results! Hope you like guys.

Autumnul Soup

I made a soup last night, just with what we had in the cupboards, and it turned out absolutely delicious so I thought I'd share it with you! It was really warming, glorious and golden like the sun, and absolutely lovely for a chilly autumn evening.

Ingredients (serves two):

1 shallot onion
1 clove of garlic
1/2 a butternut squash
2 carrots
Red lentils (about two handfuls)
Veggie stock cube
Herbs and spices to flavour (I used about a teaspoon each of salt, pepper, cumin, mustard powder, ground ginger and dried coriander)
Meat or veggie sausages

Chop and fry the shallot and garlic in some oil. When they're soft and the oil has had a chance to soak in all their flavours, add your carrots, diced into little pieces.

Fry the carrots for 5-10 minutes with the onion and garlic, so they're just starting to soften.

Boil up some water and pour into the pan, over the carrots and oniony garlicy goodness. I have no idea how much water I used! I'd say you want a good few inches, as you're going to add your lentils to the pan now, and they soak up a lot of water when they cook. Don't go too overboard with water; if you end up not having enough in there you can always add more.

Add your butternut squash, diced into cubes, to the pan. Then crumble in a stock cube and add spices to taste.

Bring everything to the boil and then turn down the heat, whack a lid onto the pan, and cook for around 40 minutes. Stir every now and then to ensure the lentils don't stick to the bottom.

When you're almost ready to eat, put some sausages under the grill and cook until they're done.

Then just whizz up your soup so it's completely smooth, it should be lovely and thick and smelling delicious... Serve into bowls, throw in your sausages (you can chop them up into coins or just keep them whole) and voila. Enjoy as it is, or with cheese, bread, yoghurt etc!

Monday, 8 October 2012


I am very excited to say that I will be a Christmas Temp at the Lush store in Brighton this year! Fingers crossed it'll all be good fun, and bring on the madness I say, I'm really looking forward to it. Anyway, with that in mind I'm going to dedicate this post to Snow Fairy; she has been one of my favourite Lush products since childhood and only comes out at Christmas, so you really need to make the most of this deliciously divine little nymph while she's around!

My mum always used to buy me a bottle of Snow Fairy every year for my Christmas stocking. We'd go and visit my auntie in London around Christmas time and we'd all go shopping in Covent Garden; I have such vivid memories of the lights and festive crowds and the different smells wafting around, buying fresh strawberries dipped in melted chocolate, feeling girly and excited and in wonder of this totally different, busy and magical world. Anyway. This, to me, is Snow Fairy. The smell of this little pink bottle is so nostalgic for me, and I can see why people across the world get so attached to it. Snow Fairy is wrapping up in layers and walking through twinkling decorated streets, she's feeling the weight of your stocking at the end of your bed, she's waking up to the first snowy morning of winter, she's your breath sparkling in the air, she's Christmas magic, she's candyfloss and glitter, she's bubblegum, she's sugar, she's talking for hours into the night, she's the smell of your lovers neck, she's ice cream melting over strawberry and apple crumble, she's coming in from the cold, she's the buzz of Christmas shopping, she's gloriously sweet, she may not be for everyone but she's absolutely WONDERFUL and she isn't changing!

If you haven't experienced Snow Fairy yet then please just go into your nearest Lush and have a whiff, but I promise that she'll make your hot showers extra special. If you're a fan of the sweet candy scent and want to be able to enjoy it all year round, then you're in luck as quite a few of the other products at Lush share this smell! My favourites are...
Mmmelting Marshmallow Moment bath melts

Bubblegum lip scrub

Magic Wand bubble bar

How fantastically pink is all this! Let out your inner fairy everyone.

Inspiration for an October Monday

Witch's tea; sugar dusted cinnamon & apple tart; flying on your lover; flash of red; golden patterns; darkened roses; hands to hold; snow and rain and cloaks.
I do not take credit for any of these pictures; all were found on Tumblr without source information. If you own any of these images or would like them removed from Petit Feu then please message me.

Monday, 1 October 2012



1. It's October! Happy days.

2. New and festive Christmas products are soon to be stocked in Lush; this means one thing in my eyes, the annual bubblegum excitement of Snow Fairy. Eeeeeeee!

3. Days out to London. I'm finally making the most of Brighton's proximity to this maiden city and have been going on quite a few little excursions recently. Highlights include the fantastic 'Writing Britain' exhibition at The British Library, which has sadly ended now, plus a mind-loving, spirit-enhancing show from the Sun Ra Arkestra with support from Hieroglyphic Being and Mala at the Barbican.

4. Prawns! High in protein, low in fat, fucking delicious.

5. "Fuck off."

NO /

1. Asparagus wee. I'm sorry. But come on.

2. University reading expectations. Probably every student will agree with me on this one; you could do nothing but read, all day every day, and still not be reading enough. Please see Point 5, above.

3. Wardrobe crises such as the perpetually niggling question, what length coat to wear with a long skirt?

4. Drizzle and wind, nightmarish combination.

5. When your central heating and hot water breaks and everything is just fucking freezing.