Now have 25% of a masters to my name (Masters! who am i?).
Blonde again (this pleases me the most!)
On a related note I have a new hairdresser.
Have been reprising a certain pair of patent Kathryn Wilson psuedo penny loafers for winter... yeah you know who you are ;) But this time around they're worn with over the knee skirts (REALLY? gosh time has flown since I last wrote) and up to the neck long sleeved blouses (HUH??). Not small pink jerseys and my old fave shimmery hailwood rah-rah skirt. And yes, they're now worn with orthotics too. I AM 24.
I am 24.
I enjoy the odd red bull.
I am due to feature in an upcoming art show in a painting of ... myself... by a truly amazing local artist, who is....... eeeee! .... quite sexy. He makes me blush!
I'm so loathed to write the final rasping breath of a crappy essay on architectural autonomy and its realation to design based on pure form that I've resurrected this blog.
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