Fantastic Mr. Fox

It's getting colder here, much colder, especially on dark mornings where the sleep still fills our eyes as we wrap up in new coats and new boots to guard us from the blustery winds on the way to the bus stop. It's October now, and that brings with it lovely Halloween festivities, pumpkins and toffee apples in our shopping baskets and scary movies on the tv. If you're not a fan of scary films, I suggest you enter the magical world of Roald Dahl and watch Fantastic Mr. Fox instead, all curled up on the sofa with a blanket and a hot chocolate with lots of cream (this is what I did last night!). The animation is magical ♥

I bought a book from Waterstones yesterday and this was the quote I found on the carrier bag! A lovely idea, wise words from a favourite ♥

P.S. I made a new Tumblr for lovely photos and general ramblings, you can now find me here. 

Stardust

“You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn’t true. I know a lot about love. I’ve seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars... pain, lies, hate... It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves... You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and... What I’m trying to say, Tristan is...I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing in exchange...no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.”

- Yvaine, Stardust ♥

My favourite scene from my favourite film. I'm really in the mood to watch Stardust today, all curled up in cosy blankets to guard against the cold and get lots in the magical mystery of Stormhold...

"Enough. Enough now."

So last night I made myself a cup of tea, brought out the fluffy blanket from the back of the wardrobe that is reserved for cold days and snuggly nights only and settled down on the sofa with my Prince to watch Love Actually. Yep, I'm aware it's September and a little early to be getting excited about Christmas, but it really put me in festive mood! I can't put into words how much I love this film, it's so beautifully heartwarming and I could watch the above scene over and over again. 

Oh, and this one, because who doesn't love Hugh Grant doing a bit of ridiculous dancing?! 

♥

A dream is a wish your heart makes

The last few days have been a bit of a rollercoaster in regards to emotion for me, and is the primary reason of why I haven't written lately. My parents went back home on Saturday after spending a lovely few days with me up in Scotland and helping me to settle into the new flat, which is always upsetting as I really am a home girl at heart! After rather a lot of tears and a few waves of hard-hitting homesickness I finally feel a lot happier and optimistic about this semester at University, and it definitely helps that my Prince and I are sharing a flat together so he's always there for cuddles and silliness when it is required ♥

This morning we popped into town and were pleased to find that a new little cake shop has just recently opened. The cupcakes they had on display looked amazing, although I have a feeling that might not be too good for my waistline! I also treated myself to a few little pieces that I'll be sure to show you in a post, and while we were wandering around the shopping centre I noticed that Lush were advertising for Christmas temps! The interviews are being held on Thursday evening so I think I might go along and see how it goes - wish me luck?!

I finally sorted out my Uni timetable today, and I have both Tuesdays and Fridays off this semester with only one lecture on Wednesday, not bad at all! Being a stationary geek I had fun noting it down in my new Paperchase organiser and going a bit sticky note crazy - who said stationary wasn't cute! We spent the rest of my afternoon curled up on the sofa eating copious amounts of popcorn and watching Cinderella, a Disney favourite that my Prince very kindly treated me to during a trip to Tesco yesterday. I love the songs and the mice and Cinderella's magical dress for the ball... To be a Disney Princess would be ever so wonderful! One day, maybe, I will keep wishing.

We accept the love we think we deserve

I have a confession. I might have just sat and watched this trailer ten times in a row, and I might have also squealed a bit in delight at such a high pitch that it made my dog jump! The Perks of being a Wallflower is my favourite book in the world, I can't count the amount of times I've read it (my copy is a bit battered now!) and wished I could jump into the story. The film looks beautiful, as does Emma Watson, as per usual, and I will most definitely be dragging my Prince to the pictures to see this when it's released! ♥

Your Life Is An Occasion

Today I watched my favourite film, Mr Magorium's Wonder Emporium. It is whimsical and bittersweet and simply magical! I closed my eyes and crossed my fingers and toes and wished that I could work in a magic toy shop, too.
This is my favourite scene from the film (so much so that I even know the words my heart!), a beautiful intersection between the two main characters. One, who is at the end of his life has lived his passion and life to the fullest,  and the other at the beginning of her life trying to discover what to do with it.

"When King Lear dies in Act V, do you know what Shakespeare has written? He’s written “He dies.” That’s all, nothing more. No fanfare, no metaphor, no brilliant final words. The culmination of the most influential work of dramatic literature is “He dies.” It takes Shakespeare, a genius, to come up with “He dies.” And yet every time I read those two words, I find myself overwhelmed with dysphoria. And I know it’s only natural to be sad, but not because of the words “He dies.” but because of the life we saw prior to the words.

I’ve lived all five of my acts, Mahoney, and I am not asking you to be happy that I must go. I’m only asking that you turn the page, continue reading… and let the next story begin. And if anyone asks what became of me, you relate my life in all its wonder, and end it with a simple and modest “He died.”"

♥