An extremely London Commute.

Picture this;

My usual commute. A tube carriage not too full of people. I'm sat on a seat reading my free copy of NME with both elbows occupying about a third of each arm rest either side of me. 

Current ASOS Wishlist...with a cheeky 20% off!

Hi gang!

Hope you're all doing well for a cold, dull Tuesday afternoon!

I was having a payday peruse on the ASOS website today (who am I kidding, I spend most of my day refreshing the New In page to ensure I don't miss anything) and noticed they currently have a 20% off sale on a bunch of marvellous threads. They even have Adidas Superstars on sale so I think I'll be swiping a pair of those since I've completely ruined both pairs of my Stan Smiths (they have these too - joy!) by running around like a child.
The sale ends at 8am on Thursday so hop over and take a gander!

I have this thing for...Statement Sleeves

Hi lovelies!

Hope everyone is enjoying their grey Tuesday! I am mainly spending mine worrying about the lack of spending money I have for my trip to Berlin this weekend, whilst simultaneously looking at buying a new laptop and/or clothes that I do not need, including all of these tops below. How many ruffles are too many? ...YES I AM AWARE I HAVE AN ISSUE.

My bitter-sweet love affair with Instagram.

I consider myself to be predominately a visual person, this can be backed up by the hours I spend trawling through Instagram. My boyfriend particularly hates how I sit scrolling whilst I’m meant to be concentrating on the latest episode of Taboo. I have to remind him time and time again how fucking ace I am at multitasking. He just about manages to squeeze out a shit at the same time as watching Connor McGregor smash another idiot’s face in on his phone.

One pound jumpsuit, one pound jumpsuit... one pooooouuuund juuuumpsuit

CLICK IT!!! Go on...

I write to you this morning on (apparently) the hottest day in September since 1911, from the stuffy walk in centre waiting room. I've managed to get myself a nice little infection in my gum behind my wisdom tooth. It's not painful one bit and I'm having the best time (said through partially gritted teeth because I can't close my mouth properly)! I'm also totally 100% looking forward to having a whole week off the booze due to the antibiotics, especially when I'm booked in for a bottomless brunch on Saturday afternoon. It's an even bigger bummer of a situation that there'll be over 30 other people in my party enjoying the delights of unlimited Prosecco (literally my dream) whilst I'll probably be crying into my eggs (and non-alcoholic cocktail). WAHHHHH! 

(edit: I totally googled this and it's apparently a myth, so don't expect to hear from me for the next week as I'll probably be face down in a puddle of my own vomit.)