Wow, i have really been neglecting my blog over summer! I need a slap on the wrist, and believe me, I have given myself one!! From now on, I vow to post everyday!!
University life has begun again, I'm in a new house (which is very quaint) with new house mates, Ive upgraded my drink of choice (A Lager and Lime please Guv'nor), to Rose (Only your finest Blossom Hill, thank you) and had new picture taken for my student card...that I'm sure will stay hidden in my purse just like my last one, tragic. It seems to be all change at the moment, and i have to admit, I'm enjoying it. I don't know whether its the start of a new academic year, or the fact that i know i have to 'step my game up', but i am feeling really determined at the moment....and the fact that London Fashion Week has come and nearly gone, I'm feeling inspired. Very inspired.
Typically, on our first day back, we were set three assignments...all of which, obviously, are about LFW. So, like the early birds me and the fash pack (how cliche!) headed to Somerset House on Friday, the day after the assignments were set.
The weather was glorious and made the surroundings of cobbled stones and old bricked buildings look more suited to a foreign destination...this is of course until you see the hustle and bustle of all black clad fashionistas rushing about with clipboards and huge sunnies in tact. Despite this the atmosphere was very subdued, with a wave of excitement washing over the courtyard whenever a black (of course) Mercedes/BMW/Porsche entered. Although the feel of the place was a bit of a let down, the people certainly were not! I felt like i was on the outside looking in to a micro world that oozed pure fashion...it was like the seeing the definitive reason as to why London is one of the fashion capitals of the world. I don't know whether it was necessarily the clothes they wore (leather, sequins and big shoulders being the key pieces) but instead the confidence they had wearing them clothes. With such a jumble of interesting looking people, it was no wonder we had trouble trying to decide who to stop for our 'Straight Up' assignment. After grabbing a few people, it got easier, and everyone seemed so lovely, only too happy pose for pictures...resulting in getting a full body shot of the Korean Elle editor...who looked gorgeous in a big shouldered tartan shirt, plain black skinny jeans and boots.
All in all, it was an amazing start to my second year of uni...apart from losing the pub quiz on Monday night....
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