Twelve Foot Ninja // London Underworld // 17.04.17

I think it's clear by now how much of a love I seem to have for the Australian heavy and alternative music scene. For me, from about 2008 (when I first started on my Aussie music rampage) and onwards all these great bands have been starting up, blowing up, and coming out of the woodworks.

I've only been listening to Twelve Foot Ninja for a short while, it was a random discovery, but a welcomed one! The first song I heard was One Hand Killing, which seems to be the one their most popular due to the addictiveness of the guitar riffs, and most memorable from the opening sketch and nature of the music video (which is still funny the 1902009 time of watching it). Stepping away from the music itself, this is a running joke with the band, as at the Underworld they brought up this with the "have you been busy London?".

So to put things lightly, Twelve Foot Ninja actually killed it. It's been a while since I've seen a band so tight and literally tick every box. I came to this gig knowing a few songs, and it was one of those gigs where you don't need to be their biggest fan to enjoy the show and come out stoked. 

They made sure to pack a few jokes in their too, which isn't essential for a gig I know, but for a band to interact with a crowd like that in a genuinely funny sense is rare and makes the whole experience more fun! For example the guitarist Steve, asking anyone if "we've seen his bloody socks". Apparently he purchased some new socks before the gig and he lost them. 

Then there was the chanting of the crowd "Twelve Foot Ninja!", to which they started playing randomly, making a song out of the chanting.

It was such a good night. Like I said, I arrived liking the band, and I came out liking them a whole lot more. One band to surely check out!

April Wishlist

Bit of a late one this month. But you know what they say, better late than never! 

Currently I'm trying to gather things for the summer months, as look through my wardrobe it seems i'm more equipped for the colder months. That was probably a lie, I just needed an excuse.

Just a couple of pieces this time!

Missguided // Oversized Dress

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So cute for a summers day, or perhaps a date! I love the neck and arm ruffle detailing of this, I'm a sucker for anything of the sort. 

Glamorous // Tea Dress

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This comes in a few different prints, and they are all just as nice as each other. This one was particularly my favourite though, just by a tiniest margin. 

Topshop // Dark Denim Jacket

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To be honest, I don't often shop at Topshop, but now and then i'll find something I adore. Topshop has always been the place for me to go to for all things denim, alongside with Asos. Very trustworthy! 

Topshop // Gingham Pinafore

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When I say investments, this little piece is a great example of what I'm talking about. Basically something you can wear with a million different t-shirts. 

Winterfell

Here's to another slip dress. This light weight little beauty is going to do me some justice throughout the summer months. Happy to finally have joined team gingham as well which seems to be all the rage at the moment. 
Find below links to these badboys. 

Dress // Missguided
T-shirt // Primark
Boots // H&M (Similar)

Lipstick // Lime Crime Unicorn Lipstick in Pom Pom

ECG Test, A&E and Mental Health

So yesterday was eventful to say the least. Started off the day with an ECG and blood test. The blood test was to see if I was Anemic as I had fainted / blacked out a few weeks ago before, which wasn't the first time, but I also kept having dizzy spells. And the ECG because I said I sometimes get chest pains and discomfort, which I anyway put down to panic and anxiety. 

As I went about my day normally, until about 6pm to then get called back by my doctor to go to A&E as my ECG results came back abnormal. 

Not being told much about why and what further tests they needed to do, I went to A&E blind, and quite frankly scared as anything. *Note to self* In future, do not google things, as it doesn't actually help the situation.

So when I arrived at A&E, it suddenly clicked even more so 'wait, this isn't the drop in centre is it, this is actually the accident and EMERGENCY department, so now my anxiety is kicking in full speed. 

Long story short, I had to have another two ECG tests, I had to sit in the waiting area in between being seen with the stickers all over me, looking like some kind of experiment. Turns out my doctor never sent the hospital my first ECG reading, so the hospital didn't actually know what they found that was wrong in the first one. 

This whole time I still had no idea what was happening, and the doctors at first all seemed to be making out like I've just invited myself for a day out. Like when he asked about me fainting, and if I had been drinking, I said one pint (I rarely drink anymore, and when I do it's one drink, maybe two), for some reason he didn't believe this, and looked at me as if because the youth of today like to go out and get smashed, that this is what I had done, and was the reason I blacked out, which to be honest I didn't appreciate and it did tick me off a bit.

By this point, I was convinced I was going to be kept in over night. But after meeting with the doctor for the twelfth time to discuss my 3rd ECG, he says that theres nothing major to worry about - which was relieving news, but there is something odd about my results that isn't quite normal, but nothing to really worry about. I kinda get it, but it's hard to explain.

But so they can see what this little bit is all about, I've been told to do a 24 heart monitoring test to get a clearer look at my heart rate. Which means wearing a little machine thing for 24 hours and going about my day. 

What makes me sad, is that this whole time no one mentioned other pretty natural causes of this, such as anxiety and stress, which is something I've always suffered from. And I really hope that's what it is down to, but every one seems to push aside mental illness - because if you can't see it, it must not be real right? Surely, if they get to the bottom of it and realise that is the case, surely that rings alarm bells to actually take me more seriously, as a human being.

I got let out about 12, but I have never been so relieved to see the outside world, and never been so happy to come home. 

Has anyone else out there had a similar or same experience?