Menemen for dinner again.

These pictures are from Gümüşlük which is a little village by the sea not far from Bodrum. I loved it there and although I couldn't enjoy the amazing fish they have there (I'm a vegetarian), I could enjoy the breathtaking views and calm surroundings. One thing I loved the most about Gümüşlük was the people. In a country where women are hideously oppressed and everyone follows a definite social code, it was so refreshing to see people with dreadlocks and tattoos wearing arty clothes, walking around laughing and seeming genuinely happy, which is a definite contrast to the rest of the Turkey I've seen. I'm really bigging it up I know. The rest of Turkey I mean. I'm being sarcastic.
This dress is from a vintage shop in Leeds I visited a couple of times. I lived right up the road from it but it took until my last term at uni to go in there and I so wish I'd been in there before. It's called The Story Of O and it is truly amazing in there. The dress is actually a nightdress from the 1920s so I have to be careful with it.

Dirty stopout.

Aaaah look how bad my posting is getting. I NEED my internet back. It has taken me over two hours to upload these photos and I am not a creature of patience. So we finished the painting, I had to go to Kos to renew my visa (it would have been nice had it not been tipping it down and windy causing many many people to be seasick)and since then we've just been running around getting some things sorted. I will tell all when it's done. The weather has picked up somewhat and I am back to Summery(ish) clothes and walking around Bodrum castle in the sun yesterday I thought maybe I can put off seeing the Winter just a bit longer...
I had a bit of a giggle trying to get outfit shots in some Greek ruins when I was in Kos. Every time I found a great place for a photo, put the timer on and ran to my spot, a bloody tourist came round the corner and I had to pretend İ was extremely interested in a nondescript rock behind me. This happened so many times I was getting strange looks from some camera and Greek guidebook clad little boys. With the wind, rain and photo- taking difficulties I had to give up.

Grey skies and wet feet

Well the painting that was meant to take three days max has turned into over a week and I can honestly say that if I never see another paint brush or tin of paint again, it will be far too soon. As you can see in the photos I seem to have got a bit painted myself and due to the bad weather the solar panels aren't generating any hot water...so the paint is stuck there until it decıdes to come off of it's own accord. Brilliant.
This dress was an absolute star purchase of mine in January from Zara. It was nine pounds and has seen me through bad weather with tights and a blazer, as well as the hot weather with just a pair of sandals. I love it. Not the most flattering of dresses but one can't be too fussy.
I am seriously missing England now. The shops, the food, my friends, my family...even the shitty weather this tme of year. I never knew the extent of my Englishness. Not long now.

Ginger good price for you ginger

I went to Turgatreis the other day to have a wander around the markets. As it is the end of the season there are not even half as many people crammed into the little lanes as there usually would be and it was quite a relaxed day. Apart from some jackass standing less than a foot away from me yelling 'ginger' in my face. That is so not the way to make me buy your crappy soaps. I bought these rings for around eight pounds which I thought was a pretty good bargain. I'm really into chunky rings at the moment and I reckon the black one will be perfect for Winter.
One more thing...I realise I hate Turkish internet cafes. They are full of screamıng little boys and smelly men. Not stereotyping at all.