Skirt & Vest – Vintage (in Covent Garden), Shoes – Office, Jacket – ASOS, Bag – Topshop, Striped Top – Gmarket

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.

Jacket – Gmarket, Cream Vest – Gmarket, Vest – Korea (Dong-Dae-Mun), Tee – I Don’t Like Mondays, Pants – Gmarket, Boots – ASOS, Bag – River Island Man
(Gmarket tutorial here)

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.

Scarf Wrap- Urban Outfitters, Pants, Shoes – Zara, Belt – Vintage, Bag – Gmarket, DIY Shoulderpads

I was so generously gifted a chance to waddle across the channel in a train to Paris that left last Saturday morning, courtesy of We Are Social and Eurostar. I’d been in Poland when the 12-blogger Paris haul happened in July and contemplated flying in for the trip but sense punched me at the right time and I kindly declined. Well, who knew a pair of tickets were available for when I returned to London!?

Ellen and I did a quick wikitravel plan, (look at you glaring with those judgemental eyes) and took note of 5 places to visit including a flea market and the catacombs. I know, all we wanted to see was a good market and piles of skulls. We like skulls. The train was amazing, the breakfast rather phenomenal, and after a short nap I got popular all of a sudden on my phone and got all those welcome to France from T-Mobile text messages. Oh this popularity.

After a FAIL session of trying to rent a bike near Hôtel de Ville, we decided to take the Velib (Paris city bikes) and headed towards the Catacombs. Let me do the rest in bulletpoints as they’re mostly FAILs anyway:

• Got lost on bikes going south, ‘parallel’ so nonexistant in Paris.
• Arrived near catacombs, our first destination, 4 hours after arrival in Paris… fail.
• Wandered in circles around and around catacombs for half an hour, not being able to find the entrance.
• Stopped at PAUL’s (YES, the bakery we also have in London…Paris pastry experience fail) and had a quick munch.
• Found entrance to catacombs and found it closed.
• Head off to second destination, get lost EVERYWHERE.
• Try for third destination, LOST AGAIN.

Hey, it’s not like we didn’t have a map, or navigating brainpower. Several times we’d missed left turns because we couldn’t brave going through the intersection with traffic.

In the end we got back to the train station – having lost eachother while entering the train station, not having eaten ANY French pastry, or seen the eiffel tower… but I must say, I had the greatest time getting lost on the bike and seeing all the streets in Paris that I would never have seen if we were attached to a tour programme. In my opinion it’s the ideal way to tour Paris – given that you’re not a road-wuss like us.

So go ahead, take a Paris bike break.

Clockwise: All Saints Zhina Necklace | All Saints Jolanta Long Waistcoat | MNG Thigh-high suede boots | Modcloth Draper Equestrian Hat | By Zoe Thigh-high boots | Carvela Geometric heel | Topshop Leather bag | Gmarket Silk pants

Just wanted to set the mood for the month – so much eyecandy I’m becoming diabetic.

Sweater – Massimo Dutti, Shirt – Gmarket, Pants – MNG, Bag – Mum’s Pollini, Necklace – Amberline

I’ve had a tiny grudge on amber since that time I fell off a tree in our back yard trying to detach an amber resin with an insect trapped in it (mosquito…). Damnit I thought it was prehistoric and would sell for bazillions. What? I was 7, I only got a brain for my 8th birthday and that was totally a few years earlier than my brother. Curious how we all seem to survive from falling off trees and being grated on the pavement rollerblading when young. Now I feel like dying from this thing called stress? This magically powerful thing that doesn’t even have physical form will eventually KILL ME.

Anyway newfound love for amber. Thanks mum, I guess you know now where your necklace disppeared to. Oh the things I do to make you read this blog.