Junk

No one ever picks up the unwanted mail that gets thrust through the letterbox. I nearly went flying the other day.

Today is the day after a scatty night out spent running around Birmingham, getting lost in a much too big club and stealing coats from Korean guys when outside in the cold. Hence, this is roughly all I have to show for my day. Today was spend nursing my feet (not head, unusually) after having worn fiendish shoes. I've been dreaming of Louboutins for a while now, I've heard how comfortable they are. Magari eh:)?