New Look!!

As some of you might remember I popped up on posters in tube stations all over central London a few months ago doing my best possessed-face as one of the models in the New Look denim campaign!
The entire thing came as a complete surprise to me, not just because I'm a chubster with a pressed face but because it was actually my boss's business associate Leith Clark (whom I'd only met once at the time) that invited me to the casting! Anyway a blessing is a blessing is a blessing is a blessing and I'm really honoured that the wonderful people at New Look did a little street-style feature on me that you can check out here

the picture below is the one that's been in circulation the most and I love it because there's Mary and Iona being all cute and civilised, then there's me doing my utmost to make myself look mentally unstable..

you can check out some behind the scenes footage below! FYI, the bits of us talking were filmed at the very end of a 12hour shoot which should explain the whole dead behind the eyes thing I've got going on.

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Golden Oldie

Most mornings I wake up feeling like Beyonce but this morning I got up looked at the hair I freshly bleached while half asleep last night -serious super fail- and felt like one of the Golden Girls. So with absolutely no shame in my Betty White game I walked around my little essex town looking like a Jacques Vert advert! I cannot reiterate enough how much having hair has changed my perspective on the way I dress, it's like as the hair grows out of my head its slowly pushing out my Amber-Rose obsession and uneducated-stripper aspirations.. this can only be for the best right?!

jumper; Old/ trousers; Second Hand/ pumps; New Look

this would be my choice of boyf if I were 30years older!
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Friday After Last

It's getting a little bit brighter, but the weather's still disappointing for this time of year, nevertheless every time a complaint attempts to leave my mouth I have to remind myself how blessed I am that all we're suffering from in England right now is measly drizzle.. and that said drizzle wont carry my home and loved ones away. 

With that in mind, a day I'd have called mundane a week ago, I now consider extremely blessed. I woke up in a warm bed, had 6 pots of Petit Filous for breakfast, 2 jam doughnuts for brunch (don't judge me), watched The Wizards Of Waverly Place and had a nap. In the face of the seemingly insurmountable hardships others are going through, I'm so thankful for everything I have right now.

I remember crying really hard when my vocal tutor told me the story behind the song below.. I cant begin to comprehend what the people of Japan are going through a week after the Earthquake and Tsunami hit them.. I have no words 

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D.I.Y.

I love shopping as much as the next person, but monetarily and emotionally it's revealed itself to be a habit i simply CANNOT afford to indulge anymore. I decided to forgo the big sales shop this season, after last year's trips left me wasteful, unappreciative and majorly depressed about my Christmas weight (bka the baby-weight I've yet to drop despite being 22 o_O).. okay so I say forgo, and what I really mean is I stuck to a money limit and just shopped online instead! One of the few actual-real-life shop purchases are these here New Look wedges that I fell in love with, A.because I don't actually own any plain leather wedges, and B.because they were like £7! Anywhooo idle hands meant that they presented themselves as a DIY challenge..

3 x boxes of Drawing Pins

 1x Straaaawng Hand 

and tahhhdahh 

[jazz hands]

I'm in love, anyone done any successful DIY's recently?

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The September Issue

There's a point in the British summer when we all collectively pack away our batty-riders, belly tops and barbecues. We give up the pretence and accept that fact that a blistering hot summer is not our portion from GOD.. it never has been and it never will be.

it's at this point that you have to decide what to do with your life for the next 9months (you know before 'summer' comes round and you can chill again), but I think more importantly it's the time of year that requires one to be wary of clothing choices, lest one gets caught up in a random shower of rain whilst running around Oxford st in leather batty riders..

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