ermagad it's snowing

What has happened. It is snowing. MERRY CHRISTMAS!

the wedding

I haven't had a thing to do with this blog since before I graduated. Since then I have obtained a degree (how I did this I still don't understand), volunteered in Mexico, celebrated my eldest cousin's wedding and settled into a job. As I thought, work sucks. But I've forced myself to sit and go through my photos tonight.

The wedding shots. Originally I was going to make them black in white, as weddings seem to be black and white in my head. But the light in the Church was so lovely I didn't want to lose that honey glow the stained glass windows were giving. These are mainly from the rehearsal but it was half the fun.

These two are tying the knot next summer. My cousin on the left and my soon-to-be cousin and one of my best friends on the left. Isn't she lovely.

polar bears

I'm absolutely captivated by these GoPro films on youtube. Watch in HD it's worth it. The Whale Fantasia one is also absolutely stunning.

Two days til graduation. Scream.

summer solstice

A trio of photos that have nothing to do with today, save from the sunshine:
1. Beautiful Lyd sporting her edgy hat on the punt
2. I made a friend at Madingley Hall
3. A Dorrington's custard tart from our first project trip to Cherry Hinton (you can order your multiseed online dontcha know)

I was a summer-born baby so the solstice is always my lucky day. This year did not disprove. Among a whole host of other things (including buying matching dresses for graduation with Riri, I swear we're 8-year-olds trapped in 22-year-old bodies) I clinched my 2:1 for my 2nd degree today. YESMEGS. Feeling giddy for leaving this place now. It's been long enough.

Also I've been a jennamarbs fan for a few years now (she is hilarious, you can't persuade me otherwise), and I loved her last video. It convinced me I'm not just wandering aimlessly through the end of a dodgy arts degree for no reason. My cousin(-to-be) Ker also shared some thoughts recently which resonated me in a similar way. Worth the reads/watches. Ciao.

lords

So much to update on but I won't do it chronologically. I'll start with today; a spontaneous trip to Lord's cricket ground to see the Varsity match with Charlie. I have never in my life watched cricket before. And I'm a fan. Scorching sunshine; looking up from my book occasionally; gorgeous pavilion seats; gloriously dressed old men; a buzz of well-to-do chat; I don't see nothing wrong. I've only just discovered Lorelai at May Balls recently - enjoying them tonight going through my photos on my bed by candlelight. I'm so indulgent these days. Mexico - 15 days. NOT READY.

fog - a phone dump

beautiful mini latte at urban shed (cafe where the sandwiches are so good, you leave your body, go to heaven, and look down on yourself eating them) and kevincat from a trip home last weekend.

after a familiar stomp around an over-visited club the other night i was welcomed by this fog on my walk home. it was beautiful. and in my stupor i decided to walk right through it and pretend i was in a dramatic dry-ice movie scene, only to be met head on by a midsummer common cow. i fled the scene.

traffic droid

So we get to babysit a mini camcorder courtesy of the business school to film our final project presentation tomorrow. Testing it out I managed to catch a lovely minute and a half of Rian (my brand new friend this year, off of management course).

the state of today

Not to boast but I'm having an absolutely glorious day. I think people should be able to declare when they're having such a spiffing day anyway without it being a boast. I didn't quite make it into town to do some reading and flopped on Jesus Green for a snooze after my late lie-in. Look at the state of the sky and the weather. Absolutely ridiculous. It's tough waiting for your friends to finish their exams. (In real life it's actually pretty lonely PLEASE FINISH QUICK). I peeled myself off the green after a while and I've wondered into town to do some reading on music festivals for my class project. I can probably only manage a solid 30mins of that before the coffee shop closes and I return home to do more of nothing and then bumble along to a beer festival on the green tonight for some 'research'. You won't be envying me in 2 weeks time, it'll be project hand-in and stress levels will be back up at their usual acceptable level for Cambridge. But for now it's nice to take it easy while we wait for our project data to trickle in. Trickle. I need a wee now.

yeah

be you

This is all the women in my family / friendship group. LET ME PHOTOGRAPH YOU. Happy Mothers' Day.

Peanut butter and red pear, who would have known. Also definitely go to Pieminister if there's one near you - my Lauren took me to the one in the Northern Quarter (MCR) on Thursday for a double-pie sesh. I had the 'Moo&Blue' (=steak&stilton) and the Lemon Meringue. Foodgasms all over. Such good instagramming. Shut up Meg.

feet

It's perhaps a slightly strange idea for a post. I suffer from a bit of podophobia and I thought getting behind the camera to look at my feet might help a bit. Click away now if you also detest feet.

I've always hated my feet: they're rough from being barefoot for my entire childhood, and battered and misshapen from a ceased but extensive career with dancing. Graduating to pointe shoes did not help: as well as building blister upon blister on my toes, pointework gave me crippling cramp in my arches. I still feel sick when I think about the muscle there, and I cannot let anyone (including myself) touch it. The emotion was wrapped up with the realisation that I would never be a 'dancer' proper (I suppose a Classics degree at Cambridge wasn't a bad plan B), and as a result I have since felt hatred towards the foot and all feet generally.

Rehearsing for the show this term , I was forced to reawaken my retired dance shoes and reacquaint myself with my feet (couldn't avoid massaging them after class for fear of the cramp). I'm trying to like them a bit more - I'll let you know how I get on. How do you feel about your feet? Perhaps I'm just a freak.

Anyway, out of laziness I didn't change the channel at all on the television the other night and accidentally watched the Culture Show on Savion Glover. I've never been a tap-dancer but now feeling inspired and tempted to go solo to his show at Sadlers Wells in a couple of weeks. Come with?

discarded lashes embodying that post-show low.

northern cities beginning with L

We visited lil sis over in Leeds last friday, and she took us to the edgiest food court in the UK. If you can call it a food court (is essentially what it is). The Trinity Kitchen in Leeds houses around 30 small food&drink businesses which are constantly changing. It's so brill. We were taken aback by the state of the 'Love Rouge Bakery' cupcakes. BATTENBERG FLAVOUR ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Anyway, never in a mall food court have I been able to lunch on Coca Cola from the glass bottle, a Lebanese meze and a blueberry cupcake in one sitting. Highly recommend.

I've also managed to get over to Liverpool (the other of the two other-northern-cities-almost-as-good-as-manchester) this week while I've been at home: we managed to get our hands on tickets to see Miranda at the echo arena. Such fun. So much wine.

These are a few shots from my enthralling time at home otherwise: delivering Easter presents (there are creme eggs inside those - how ridiculous and wondrous); reawakening my love of peanut butter in the absence of chocolate; having my mind blown at the discovery that Coach from New Girl is the REAL SON OF the Dad from My Wife & Kids (I actually gasped); hopping on the #nomakeupselfie bandwagon.

I have a lot to say on that final matter and tweet me @meganclaire3 if you want to pull this apart with me, but I'm overall a bit disappointed with the criticism of this campaign. I'm not disagreeing with the point that there is something more sinister underlying the selfie-without-makeup but I've seen much worse narcissism and insecurity on facebook. (Aren't all pictures we upload to facebook an act of narcissism? Discuss.) This campaign has managed to draw in over £8million in less than a week, primarily from young people. I haven't seen many other campaigns manage this level of engagement with Generation Y/Z and so I applaud it. I don't wear that much makeup on a daily basis, but unlike others I did not take this as a reason to ignore/deny the campaign a picture and a £3 donation. I suggest you go donate to the cause of your choice now and feel happy and jolly in however much makeup you wear.

cambridge in the RGB

set honey, getinmabelleh

I'm really loving where we're living this year: this is Jesus Green & Midsummer Common by the river. It's pretty dreamy.

Couldn't not get a shot of this gal's crazy backpack as she picked up her daddy from the half marathon. What a babe.