I fucking swears I did a new one of these 'tother day?
Oh well. I have a decent picture of me anyway:
Name: Holly
Nick: Dot/Dottie/Blondey/Jailbait (was)/Shelfy
Age: 17
Lives: East LANCASHIRE.
Likes: Long haired men,
Beards on said men,
Corsets,
Boots and shoes,
Absolutely amazingly terrible B-Movies,
Big arses,
Curves (not tyres),
Dramatic makeup,
Fucking,
Long walks,
North European accents,
Leather,
Latex,
Correct spelling and grammar,
Being arty,
Bulletbelts,
Dancing about,
Cats,
Buying new merch/gig tickets,
Gigs and festivals,
Lolinternetdrama,
Darkplace,
Gaming,
CSI,
Sunshine, and snow, but not rain... unless it is a thunderstorm unffunff,
Fruit tea/a good cuppa,
Custard,
Heavy sodding metal by the megatonne.
Dislikes: Being a poor sod a lot of the time,
London only shows,
Liars,
Liquorice,
The 'tango' look,
Early mornings,
BRIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEcore,
Heffers who bang on about how they're actually 'curvy' when they're blatantly overweight,
Heffers who bitch and moan but then will sit on their arse trying to do nothing about it. Fair enough if you're suffering thyroid problems or something, it must be horrible, but if you don't suffer such difficulties and choose to do nothing then I can't give you any fucking sympathy mate.
The Manchester accent which I invariably have to suffer whenever I enter Manchester,
Scrotey Gypsy cunts who I have to deal with at work sometimes,
Mushrooms,
When you get an itch but you're ticklish where you're itching so if you try and scratch it, you end up squirming about like a bitch.
First bloodstock attended: 2009
Last Gig: Hellfest!
Next Gig: Possibly Akercocke in July.
Festivals, wearing corsets,
