About

Molly Rangiwai McHale. South Auckland girl. This will be orignal content soon as, honest. x

Search for content

My dog being a lovely munter.

My dog being a lovely munter.

When bordom strikes.

-homebrew.

-homebrew.

Zine-a-rine.

So, my lovely girlfriend..has encouraged me to make a zine. I’ve been side-tracked with work, and turning into a human zombie afterwards. (Non-human zombies would be cute huh..like kitten zombies? I would totally let a kitten zombie eat my brains, I just wouldn;t be able to say no. Then I could be it’s kitten (Zombie) Mum. (I think once you;re a Zombie you’d probably stop referring to yourself as one..it would be a given))*

I’m nervous, BUT EXCITED. I am posting this teeny tiny text post here as incentive to DO IT.

I know I use () too much. (Sorry.)

I’ve been trying to stick to simple rule for my Tumblr account, for a little while now.

Post original content.

Although this deviates, It’s kinda within the realms.(?)

I stumbled upon Jessica Lea Mayfield sometime last year, and played this song over and over for a soild couple of weeks days. It’s the epitome of sad songs & so shamelessly about what it is, which makes me love it. It’s also where I got the name for this account. (It doesn’t hurt that they look like strange cousins in a caravan either..)

Deadpan Extravaganza.

Thanks Jessica & Co.

( Check ‘Our hearts are wrong’ for more deadpan action.)

Minus the gum wrappers/pencil shavings/smokes/camera I took it with. Here lies the content of my handbag.
Dior -Diorissimo, smells like some sweet ass flowers got smashed.
M.A.C Concealer, I’m testing out this whole ‘make-up’ business.
Leatherman pocket tool thing, because sometimes I think I’m Macgyver so my Da gave me this.:)
House keys.
Nivea hand cream.
Stolen pens.
Lipstick
Wallet, & coin purse from the Scottish Art Museum.
Stickers from Cosmos on K’rd.
Take out menu.

Minus the gum wrappers/pencil shavings/smokes/camera I took it with. Here lies the content of my handbag.

  1. Dior -Diorissimo, smells like some sweet ass flowers got smashed.
  2. M.A.C Concealer, I’m testing out this whole ‘make-up’ business.
  3. Leatherman pocket tool thing, because sometimes I think I’m Macgyver so my Da gave me this.:)
  4. House keys.
  5. Nivea hand cream.
  6. Stolen pens.
  7. Lipstick
  8. Wallet, & coin purse from the Scottish Art Museum.
  9. Stickers from Cosmos on K’rd.
  10. Take out menu.

I like the energy anger brings me. I don’t usually redirect it to anyone else. But I’m always more productive in that state. I wouldn’t mind if happiness did the same, I’m not opposed to using happiness in the same way, it’s just never happened like that. Anger makes me focused.

Leave me no room for doubt. x