Why are skater boys so hot?

Why are skater boys so darn hot? It's something I've been asking myself for years. Ever since I found myself age thirteen an wearing the tightest black skinny jeans I could find (it was a phase.. admittedly 'emo' was not my best fashion decision but thankfully I grew out of it) I've been wondering why. Years on from my somewhat 'darker' days and I still find myself weirdly attracted to the dudes who ride on four wheels as opposed to waling on two legs. Inspired by my current crush (sssh!) and a hilarious ask I found on yahoo the other day, I compiled  short list:

1)Good hair-Yep, some of the ones I scoped out needed a little help when it came to actually styling what they have, but underneath that unwashed mass I'm sure something could be resurrected. In the main though, they seem to have it down.

2)Awesome hats- If there is one thing I love about boys, it's a boy who can wear an awesome hat and pull it off well. The amount of guys who skate that I know, who seem to have a collection of the coolest hats known to man is unreal. Surly dating one means the privilege of sharing the hat fest?

3)Vans!- another fetish of mine has to be vans, I don't care if they're authentic, low pro or high top. I don't even care if they are male or female vans; I just freakin' love them! I bought a pair of slip-ons when I was about 14 and now they're so loved (yes, loved) they actually have holes in the soles and I'm not giving up on them yet!

4)Duuuude- the guys I know who skate just see to have their own dialect. This slow cool drawl with a selection of 'black' lexis thrown in there which they can actually pull off without looking like douches. Yeah it could be something to do with the copious amounts of cannabis they smoke... but even so it makes me weak at the knees.

5) Boarding- lets face it, four wheels really are cooler than two legs. Have you seen those guys do tricks? They blow me away. And a guy who boards can meet you for a date at least half the time quicker than a boy who has to walk to meet you ;)

28th November 2011

I am so over it being winter right now, I can't even describe how ill I am. I had to send myself home from sixth form today, the thought of sitting through three more hours of lessons, freezing cold and feeling physically drained made me want to cry. I planned to come home and work from my bed, but naturally I ended up spending three hours watching videos of guys skating. I don't even understand how or why i have suddenly become obsessed with skaters.....

On the up side I have a sick new vest, can't decide if it's too gangsta for me or not though...

19th November 2011

Honestly think I've had the most stressful day ever and I've only been awake about three hours, so that's definitely a new record. The funny thing is, it’s all down to Christmas presents; my own Christmas presents too! I went shopping with my dad to buy a new laptop, initially with the aim of getting a beautiful Macbook. I always knew they were overpriced, but they’re just too beautiful not to want! As soon as I walked into the store, the Macbook pros gleamed from their apple stand, glowing like little electronic angels. There’s just something about them, I don’t know if it’s their HD screen or smooth finish, or even if it’s just the little apple emblem; I found myself almost drooling over them. Of course, something so amazing doesn’t come without its disadvantages though, nothing is ever perfect! “We start at around £999”... brilliant, as soon as the first figure left the shop assistants mouth I knew I was doomed. There is no way my dad is going to be willing to fork out a grand (or there about) for a laptop he will probably only see the once. He could go on holiday for that price tag. With a heavy heart I found myself being lead to the “just as good for half the price” laptops”. Save me your excuses Mr shop assistant! I came here for a Macbook and I don’t want to leave without one... even if I have to stay in store for the next five years to save up.
I do know that there are cheaper laptops out there whose internals are just as good (take the Samsung the young boy attempted to show me with 2GB more memory than a Macbook pro and the same hard drive), who are equally as lightweight and who even share the same graphics with the little apple angels; but they just aren’t Macbooks. I tried to convince my dad, I tried to think up a plan in which I could save up £500 and pay half, but unless I become a go-go dancer or win the lottery within the next three weeks, I don’t think I’m going to be unwrapping anything quite as sweet as an apple Macbook this Christmas.

super cute, wish I knew where I could find this nail varnish. Also with my nails were in such beautiful condition instead of snapping all the time!

I constantly wish that I had one of those interesting lives that bloggers so often seem to have, where they fill everyone in on their wild nights out ever night and all the awesome private events they attend. I like to think that once I start university, and my journalistic career (I wish) takes off I will join them in the ranks, the universe finally on my side. Instead all I seem to have done with my past few days is attempt to catch up on endles aounts of coursework and revision, teachers really don't lie when they say your final year of A levels catches up on you- it's terrifying! And UCAS does not help at all, university open days put the fear of God into me with regards to applications. I feel like I'm going to be living at home until I'm 40!
When I haven't been working my socks off trying to convince people I'm worthy of a nine grand a year place at university (see what I mean, scary stuff) I've been commuting all over. Today, on the journey back from the gym, I couldn't help but notice how dark it gets so early now, and it got me thinking about Christmas. I couldn't be more excited.
From now on prepare yourself for lots of fairy light and tinsel related posts, I'm a six year old inside!
Enjoy your week (if you're nice enough to spend time reading this abysmal attempt at a blog)