....I miss my purple hair

Here goes the first blog post. I thought I would start with background information, original I know! 

So this is me, well that was me in the summer, in Barcelona. Which I will do a blog post about soon, as I believe it deserves one.

I am 23, and in my final year at University studying Marketing and Advertising. Its actually due to a social media intern-ship, at the University of Derby, that I have finally started my own blog. Thank you. I am quite 'social media' active... I have a Facebook, for chatting, and sharing photos with all my friends that don't have an instagram. (Everyone should have one btw, it's great.) I recently became a 'tweeter' well, I tend to follow more than I actually tweet. I follow friends, brands, artists, marketing people, fashion people, the list goes on, and of course celebrities. Blogs are a favourite of mine, that might be why I never had the balls to set one up. But now I kinda have have to. Here's some shots from some of my 'bible blogs.'

The internship has also encouraged me to create a LinkedIn account, which is proving extremely useful. A Facebook for professionals. Well, not quite the same, but it is enabling me to find people who work in the industry, (that atm I can only dream of working in) and connect with them, to hopefully start networking, the possibility of work experience and who knows, maybe a job - that would be nice. (Or even just a reply, a tweet still excites me!) Any developments of this, I'm sure you will see on here, as I will not be able to contain my excitement. 

Somehow, I have found myself to be a shoefanatic, working in a shoe shop doesn't help, may I add. Here's my new pair of the week.

Anyone who knows me, will understand my latest shoe purchase. And to those who don't, you will soon come to understand. Everything about them, could be so wrong, yet so right. I bought my first pair of creepers 2 summers ago, and I can remember the day of making the decision, they were so different, no one liked them, some may have described them as ugly, yet to me, I needed them. And from then on the collection has grown. 

I love style, I follow fashion, I spend ridiculous amounts of money, (that my dad constantly reminds me that I don't have) on clothes, yet I have a love/ hate relationship with them. I am sure everyone can relate to having a wardrobe full of clothes, yet nothing to wear? What is this about. 

I recently came across this "What you wear is how you present yourself to the world, especially today, when human contacts are so quick. Fashion is an instant language." - Muicca Prada

Chow for now people

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