A few shots taken as a welcomed break from revision, which is fast becoming tedious. Two big exams left until I am free from the strong grips of education. Until the beginning of university in September anyway.
In an attempt to keep my brain from exploding from work I have buried myself in episode after episode of sex and the city. It's left me craving a whole new wardrobe filled with classic manolo blahniks and dresses made for nights at expensive restaurants. Although it has highlighted how little effort I make on a regular basis. My style in a few words: Last minute, thrown together mess. Here's hoping one day my pay will match my dreams.
I don't know how this beautiful fringed and studded leather jacket has escaped being blogged. I've had it for months. I found it in a vintage store and swiped it for just £25. Unbelievable, I know. It even came with a little kiss badge on the lapel. The shoulder pads are so big I look like an American footballer in it. It was love at first sight.