BARBARA FRANKIE RYAN
I make a zine in my bedroom called BFR. It’s all hand drawn and then photocopied in the school library. Most of my time is spent on London public transport, getting home from lame house parties in zone 6 or just rifling around.
www.bfrmag.blogspot.com
I am wearing low NIKE dunks that I got when I was 12 years old, they are very pink and grubby having served me six years of physical education and some little socks that I took from my Mum’s draw this morning. I’m also wearing some greenish coloured drainpipes back from when I used to think nu rave was like the best thing everrr. Oddly clothes from when I was 13 still fit me. Then I’m wearing a standard AMERICAN APPAREL tri-blend male tank with a blue, red and green UNIQLO (again from the mens section) tartan shirt on top. Over that I’ve stolen my Dad’s MARKS & SPENCER cardigan, its super big and soft and navy. My mum bought it for him when we were at the seaside because he was cold, but he didn’t like the plastic buttons, so she has sewn on some rather dashing cork ones as a replacement. Unfortunately the moths are getting to it. My hair is an utter state as usual, but it’s down today because I went to a ball last night and pretty much rolled out of bed and into the library (for revision) and I couldn’t be bothered to sort it out because it’s rainy today. On my face, I have both my lobes pierced which are adorned with VIVIENNE WESTWOOD orb earrings and I have my cartilage pierced on the top of my right ear which has a ring in it. Because I am rather blind, I am wearing orange glasses and shit loads of eyeliner. I also have by MARC by MARC JACOBS school bag with me, it is oil cloth and has lots of funny drawings on it like a banana eating itself and a huge zip and a MARC JACOBS bone bangle (on my left wrist) and a TIMEX watch (on my right wrist).