I got bored of a Topshop dress, so I grabbed a gold-foil tutu-come-tulip skirt I made a few years ago, one of my mothers many thin black belts, and voila! Perfect procrastination.
I may also resew the zip on this dress of my grandmothers, and wear it to the ball.... fun.
My roots are so huge it looks like I have two different haircolours. Time for the salon, perhaps...
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Thursday, May 28, 2009
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