Velvet, the rich woman’s velour. For me, often associated with the infamous Laguna Beach-esque velour tracksuits. Beware of […]
You’re either born with good feet or you’re not. I am, rather disgracefully, not. Now despite running the […]
As the years roll on and my age and state of mind drift further and further apart, I […]
I’ve got a debilitating case of travel envy as everybody and their grannies appear to be overseas, getting […]
Shoulders, the small girl’s cleavage. For those lucky or unlucky girls, whichever way you see it, lacking in […]
The Wardrobe 
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