Sorry if you're friends with me on Facebook or Instagram, because you've probably already seen all of these photos. But honestly, apart from professional bloggers who get paid to fly around the world and attend fashion weeks, who has time for editorial-esh photoshoots to accompany their posts these days ( Read more... )

My mum made the most stunning Christmas lunch (as she does every year) and it didn't occur to me to take a photo until I had demolished both turkey drumsticks (as I do every year). Christmas was the usual fanfare; I invite a hungry boyfriend, my mum invites a stray orphan from her Church and my dad attempts to drink the leftover beer and spirits ( Read more... )

I see other bloggers doing this and I think they're lazy.
But when I do this, I think I'm efficient.


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I am in misery ( Read more... )

Instagram is the new Photoshop.

This is my new/old ring.


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I made this into a list because none of the paragraphs made sense together.

1. It's almost too painful to watch the London Olympics, such is my love for the city. It makes me depressed when I think about the fact that it's been more than a year since I was last there. When I'm not trying to convince my boss to contract me out to the hotel project we ( Read more... )

Dressed by Lady Petrova for Lady Gaga.


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These are my new shoes.


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This is what I didn't wear on Valentines Day.

Miss Unkon playsuit with weird cutouts and weird frilly layers on the bottom and weird triangle buttons. It has this gorgeous ballerina back where the spaghetti straps cross over, which looks amazing but makes me feel like I'm naked because all I feel is air everywhere. I got this about three months ( Read more... )

I was going to say something about all the photo-whorish, wardrobe blogs I’m trying to catch up on, but I’ve hit a momentary mind blank because my boyfriend just walked into the office, when he claimed to be on-site all day. Currently failing to hide the smile on my face, oh there he goes winking at me and here I go trying to pass off all this ( Read more... )