I bought an electronic blanket a few days ago and MY GOODNESS does it beckon me to bed, all day. For the past week that my heater didn’t work and the nights were getting so cold I couldn’t fall asleep till 3am, going to bed was a nuisance. Now work is a nuisance, school’s a nuisance, all life outside the bed is a nuisance. URG. I started this blogging deal 3 hours ago and every 5 minutes I’ve been zoning out into the direction of the bed imaging stupid things like if I die in my sleep with the heating still on would I be cooked raw, medium or well done before someone finds my body.
There, I’ve just gone and stroked the warm underbelly of the duvet for nothing more than pleasure’s sake, and I’m afraid I must go now, goodbye.







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What a week. First, my dissertation decides to kick my ass (and many others, since we art students understand deadline as something you paint over or photoshop till it looks like it’s something with every other meaning but the original), and then my laptop catches a cold and I end up having to format the retard and reinstall Windows and every other program back to normal circulation.
Luckily I backed everything up before the format. Except of course the browser bookmarks. Always forget to export bookmarks. And fonts. Although after formatting my hard-drive every other week since I was 17, (I was an uber tech geek until my braces came off and I started to resemble a female) I learnt to back up the font files the first thing before anything else. Fonts to aspiring designers are like marbles to the brain, straps and buckles to shoes.
Anyway, I’m back on track now; do expect an avalanche of posts for the coming few days since I have so much to show and tell. Hope you’ve all been well.
For me, these are the true delights of London Fashion Week; alternative designers fresh graduating or simply sticking to doing what they love, away from the commercial high road. After the Jasper Garvida fashion show we had a chance to look around the On|Off exhibitions of more designers; by the time I did one round, I felt compelled to do another round, there was so much to digest. The designers were all present (more than half of them CSM graduates), perked on a stool, and when prompted sang of their inspirations and stories behind the collections.
Do check out the websites of these above that have links, some collections are simply mind-blowing. Oh what eyecandy.