Last year I followed the cliche of studying fashion at a small university in London. I am currently in my second year and almost surviving.

I moved down (well technically from a geographic perspective, up) to London last year from a small village by the New Forest; where public transport doesn't exist and ponies roam the roads.

This blog is an archive of my failed attempts of being a 'fashion girl'.

It all begins with my first failed attempt when I inevitable lost my iPhone on a drunken night out and survived a whole 3 months without a single Instagram post of american apparel, white walls or my inexistent trip to Starbucks.

I hope you enjoy it,


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