Someone just whisk me away, will you?
I've got err-mah-ghadd it's September fever and fashion week is creeping up (and so is the
amount of work I have), my emails are a go-go and I'm sad because I still haven't been on
holiday this summer. Boo-hoo, poor me, my life is so horrible- I know. My Tumblr page
makes me feel like I should be in a constant state of sunshine, in places that classify as
'interior porn', that Asian food doesn't make me fat and that I should just of course think of
cool ideas (like the above) and that yeah I do just happen to have an enormous heated pond
slash pool in my garden. AKA digital FOMO>