The best feeling in the world is quite possibly finding out that you have an unexpected 2 day extension on your shitty uni work. AMAZING. Currently recovering from sleep deprivation by zoning out to Beach House and complaining that I didn't nab my leftover caramel-bourbon-croissant-and-butter-pudding from last night's dinner party [would have been an amazing hungover breakfast, am I right?]
In the interests of self awareness [Hi Ben if you're there] I know it's a bit douchey to be blogging. A bit dickheadish. A bit alternative. But [deep breath, Emily], I am a bit of a dickhead.
A dickhead who makes her friends AMAZING BIRTHDAY CAKES. Oh yes. Amazing cakes that she herself is a bit resentful at giving away [I'm sensing a common theme of selfish gluttony here].
This is from Radio 1's Live Lounge, and it's beautiful. It really is. I must confess, I haven't properly listened to James Blake's eponymous album yet (SHOCK. HORROR.) because I sometimes have a weird aversion to too much messing about with what is essentially a nice voice, but I LOVE this. I love Joni Mitchell, and I love covers, so it's not too much of a surprise really.