Inspiration Thursday // Getting rid of stuff that makes you feel like Ass #138

Photobooth'n with our Mexican wall hangings (life size). 

The photo is totally irrelevant to this post but just incase you were curious, yes we do have life sized Mexican wall hangings in our apartment. I call them Enrique and Pocahontas. But Pocahontas is apparently American Indian, whatever. She'll always be Pocahontas to me.

I try to use a lot of what my friends say in my blog without, of course, embarrassing them. However, recently I was given this one piece of advice that was too good to pass up. It sounds weird as fuck but trust me it works. Bare with me.

Lower East Side Love Bomb #64

As a quick side note: Anyone who is in Dunedin this week can you please not get exceedingly drunk and harass any people over the age of 60. My grandparents are down there, and I love them dearly, and would like them to come back in one piece (well actually two but you know what I mean). Thanks you greatly.

Anyway...

There's always something strange just 'existing', on the street, down in the Lower East Side. I was walking back to my now upgraded accommodation (due to a slight mishap where I threatened to sue them. More on that tomorrow. Raaahh!) when I spotted this weird piece of art chained to a drain pipe. It made me smile. I can only come to the conclusion that it is a 'love bomb'. Any other suggestions would be welcomed. Just look at it! The Lower East Side always knows how to make me feel better. 

And I'm out.
Peace, Morgs