In true, last minute, fashion week, sartorial stress, a curious visit (who am I kidding - its never a fleeting stop, is it?) to TOPSHOP New In, has not done that stress any favours. I am, in a word - OBSESSED.
I could be wearing all of this, all at once, right now (if I really wanted to) if I had got my act together post meaningless uni degree and stuck at some head-desking, egotistical male boss-ing, life sucking employment. NOTHXBBZ. Instead I chose to fashionably float around London, in all my free-lancer glory.
all : topshop
There is something embarrasingly enchanting about parading around like a My Little Pony extra. UGEMME?
Its waaay prettier than those fugly flatforms you're all sexing over. EW.