Heyheyyyyy!

This could possibly be the most amazing January ever.
I love, love, love today!
I am finally the owner of a Miu Miu Coffer bag that I have coveted for like about two years!
My darling boy bought it for me for my 21st. I adore him so much right about now! I got a black one because i thought it’s finally time I get a grown up bag. Awww, I loooooove my new baby!

And yeh, I will totally be rocking up to lectures with it… got to get myself through uni somehow!
Yes.. I go to uni to show off my amazing bags learn.

Anyway, seeing as it’s January I guess it’s only custom to share my new year’s resolutions;
1) Sell all the bags I don’t use and dear lord ALL the clothes in my wardrobe that I don’t wear any more. My wardrobe is actually like Narnia right now- I have no idea what’s in there, no idea what I’ve bought in the past couple of years, and just hundreds of pieces that I don’t wear. This is ridiculous. They’re all being sold- there’s stuff that’s worth a lot that I’ve never touched! I’m gonna earn some dollar bills for some newwww stuff 🙂
2) Realise that nothing tastes as good as skinny feels. I used to have the best metabolism ever! Like McDonalds 3 times a week, 2 packs of crisps a day, constant chocolate… and still stay a teeny size 6. But in the past couple of months its like I eat and it stays…. So, I have decided to carry on eating as much as I do, but like the right stuff not the regular old crap.
3) Actually go to uni. And pass. To help me on this one, I bought my graduation dress! A loooovely Armani Exchange number, so when I’m bombing on an assignment I think of my dress and hop to it. I am the worst student. I hate the ‘student stigma’. I fully go to NICE clubs and bars and shop in nice places and wear nice clothes. I don’t go to dingy holes head to toe in Jack Wills and flip-flops in the winter. I don’t get student stigma. I completely rock up in my Armani with a nice little Gucci number on my arm. And leave as soon as I can. But I promise to make an effort to go in 🙂
3) Be nice to the boy. He’s lovely, and I know it.

That’s it.
I was thinking about everything that’s gonna happen in the next year. I’m gonna graduate and like totally have to get an adult job. I can’t just sell nice clothes forever. My boy’s gonna leave me and go get married to someone his parents tell him to. I’m gonna move out of home. Ok, I’m gonna go look a my bag now because I’ve utterly depressed myself…
Bye!
x x x