I've been slacking off in the blogging world recently, my standards have been slipping and I've noticed that I haven't done an outfit post in weeks. I'm begging to to loose my oh-so-good modeling skills (not!). Today, I had to run out to the shops to buy my friend a month-over due birthday present. And whilst sprinting down my high street, I realized how stuck-up people are getting. And I don't even mean competitive people (in the fashion world) who are my age. I collected about seven dirty looks, some by salesassistants in shops. Is abercrombie and uggs really taking over the world so that one day, someone wearing doc martins and bright tights is being treated like an alien! What has happened to individuality?
The majority of my day has been spent revising (and scoffing my face with popcorn) for our school-exams, see how fustrated I am?
(navy jersy top - zara, pearls - vintage, fake flower - no idea! hehe, tartan tights - ad hoc, floral Docs - Camden)
See what a difference it makes when the pictures aren't edited. Please, don't look at me, look at the clothes!
Have a nice week!