#5

I've only been 22 for about a week and I've already found more grey hairs than I care for, I don't want to go out anymore, and my bones are extra creaky. WAH.

I had a dream last night that I was wearing a dress that I'd made out of all that extra dark green fabric.


It was a really figure hugging 40s style dress. Sleeves down to the elbows. Little bit puffy on the shoulders. And a super duper sweetheart neckline. I did a litte scrappy sketch when I woke up so I wouldn't forget. I was stood in front of the mirror. And then started beefing to my boyfriend that I looked like a christmas present [a christmas present?!?!?!]


I LOVE PETER PAN COLLARS!

#4

Happy New Year, you're my favourite vice! I am hitting up Sheffield really soon armed with student loan money, christmas money and pre-birthday money and I'm excited and this blog post here reminds why I like it there.

New Years Resolutions? I guess it has to be done. Even though I know I won't keep to them. Does anybody?

Be Glamorous. Everyday.

I just happened to stumble across a blog where the person writing it described how "fashion faux pas" were a trend in 2010...this person then went on to write how suspenders fell under this category, but Henry Holland, our saviour, finally made it acceptable to wear suspenders outside the bedroom with mock suspender tights. Can you detect the sarcasm? I lol'd. 1. Suspenders and stockings [and hold ups, for convenience] are definitely NOT 'slaggy' as insinuated by said writer person. They are, in fact, awesome. 2. Mock suspender tights are shit.
Stockings under this skirt from Topshop:

Plus this ASOS shirt:


And a pair of satin court shoes = super win. All I packed in my suitcase to go home was two pairs of jeans, two check shirts and a couple of tshirts. It's making me ultra frustrated. I do like tshirt and jeans sometimes. But I'm dying to fit myself into a pencil skirt right now. Wah.

Grow my nails

I have been trying this since I was six. A couple of years ago I almost managed it. Until I had a breakdown after a night out in my hometown and then I chewed them all off while I was huddling under my desk. So far I'm on two days.

Get the balance between healthy and chubber just right

Last year, I was super amazing at being healthy. I'd take couscous salad in tubs to eat in the university library. I'd cook from scratch pretty much everyday. The fruitbowl on my desk would constantly go from full to empty over the day. My old flatmates once looked upon me with amazement and utter confusion when I ate a pot noodle and chips when I was severely hungover. Unfortunately, my standards have slipped a lot. I blame my boyfriend. Who is a food monster yet somehow manages to remain skinny. And living with three boys who constantly eat takeaways. I am going to try and persuade them to go to the gym with me. After all, we have no excuse because it's directly beneath our flat.

Don't be so hard on myself

Well, T, just don't.

I miss my robotic sounding 35mm camera. I bet it's dead lonely and cold in my flat. I like the photos that get developed from it, they remind me of the ones my mum would take of me and my brother when were children.