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fashion, life

and i would give anything i own, give up my life, my heart, my home

I’ve been quite the lucky one and ended up with loads of time off over Christmas and New Year. While this is wonderful, it also means I haven’t really got my act back together yet. Now that January is upon us (I’m aware I’m five days late), I seriously need to save the pennies and lose the pounds (get it?). In less uncertain terms, I’m skint and tubby. This must be addressed, not least because I have a holiday to save and be skinny for. Oh and I also need to get my job-hunt on, again. It’s quite the juggling act.

As it stands, I’m off to an alright start. I’m eBaying my life away and have sorted some more work experience. But these two things alone will not be enough. Trust me though, it’s something I’m working on.

In the meantime, a suitably lovely and super famous January Vogue cover. The year, 1950. The girl, Jean Patchett.

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life

you sheltered me from harm, kept me warm, kept me warm

Happy new year, oh readers of mine! Of course, this year, I have made a resolution to keep on top of this blog in a far more comprehensive and dedicated manner than can be said for my recent efforts. I may or may not have said exactly the same thing something similar this time last year. But this time I mean it. I’ll be around so much you’ll get bored of me. Promise! On this note of anticipation, I’ll leave you. But tomorrow I’ll be back with 2011’s version of the phone-photos post. See last years here. ‘Til then, look to Pierre cardin to keep yourselves sufficiently wrapped up against these ghastly winds.

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