"Sweet dreams are made of this"

When I was twelve years old, a friend came to stay at my house for the night. During the sleepover, we looked through old magazines, and cut out things that we liked or that we thought were pretty.

We stuck them in to exercise books, along with quotes, sketches, dreams & wishes for our futures. 

A few years went by and all of a sudden I was fifteen. It became very full this exercise book of mine. I was still adding bits and pieces to my little book of dreams, and as time flew by my book developed a focus.

Six years ago when my book became very tattered and almost full, I decided that it needed an upgrade.

So I un-stuck the clippings out of my small book and re-stuck them into this nice, sturdy big book.

I also realised that I may aswell let the book be what it wants to be..A Wedding scrapbook.

A few years ago when Brad & I first moved in together, he stumbled upon my book. He freaked out! 

....Well only a little bit. When I explained to him that i've had the book long before he was on the scene he found the ability to breathe again.

My Girlfriends laugh at me because it's tabbed...

...And it has notes...

..and sketches and colour swatches!