Karl, I salute you

I am a fickle, fickle human being. I'm going to blame our consumerist society and the abundance of advertising that is thrust in our faces 24hrs a day, even from the most obscure places. It all makes proper, lasting decisions very hard to make (unless tequila is involved). Take tattoos, now, I really like tattoos, I just don't like the permanence of them. Forever is a scary word. Alternatives? Transfer tattoos were cool when I was 7, could they be again in 2010? At Chanel, yes.

Karl Lagerfeld: doing his bit for fickle fashionistas everywhere whilst similtaneously thrusting advertising in our face from the most obscure places. Genius.

You flip flop and I wild out

Snow days = fantasy internet shopping via Cath Kidston, Greengate and Heals. Makes me want to give my room a complete overhaul. It's never too early for a spring clean, right?

Claustrophobia soon took hold and I ventured outside but this proved far too trecherous, blah blah blah, I know everyone's blogs include the requisite snow post at the moment. I was just hoping to go to the gym... need my fix of endorphins...

Settled down listening to Devendra Banhart and Britney, the juxtaposition is working well I think.