Goodbye quiff… courtesy of The Lounge Soho 🙂
… And mine were aided by free cocktails and Hugo from Made in Chelsea for eyecandy OoooeerrrrrrRrr
“The winner is (insert long pause) SARA!!! Now you have to ride a helicopter to T4 On The Beach and style Alexis Jordan”
Yes that did actually happen, and here’s the proof
Modern day Pinocchio – As each hour goes by, my hair gets taller
Too cool for school
Some serious celeb stalking…
I’m in LOVE with this boys look… GIMME THOSE SHORTS!! Not to mention Chezza hiding out in the corner there. More Jagger and less Swagger in them pins.
Are you sick of looking at my face yet???
So if you have been hiding under a rock or travelling the himilayas to find a new species of cockroach then first of all ‘what the hell?!?’ and secondly you have missed the extremely fashion concious show…
Jam packed with stylist wannabe’s, retro fashion kings and a weekly dose of Nick Grimshaw it was an instant hit with the bloggers. One might say it was Grimmylicious – yes, I actually did just say that! You could say I am slightly biased though, as it was my mug that was actually on the show… Keeping it real for the Jazzy Jeff fanclub
Big up yaself
If I could relate the experience to anything, I’d like to think of myself as the Harry Potter of the fashion world. Battling my way through challenges with a pair of scissors as my wand, Kat Byrne as my Dumbledore and my scar burning ever so bright. I completely lied about the latter but everyone loves a bit of drama!
The likeness between me and Harry go on and on; our love for the colour ginger, the uncomfortable way we make the audience feels when we kiss a screen partner… oh wait.
Its safe to say that my new boss is no Voldemort though… well….
I am now living in the world of New Look, where everything is pretty but the only link I have to wizards is dreaming of flying broomsticks on my sweat inducing tube commute. I’ve only been here 3 weeks and already I’m LOVING it!!
Welcome to London… Welcome to the next chapter. Things just got interesting again!
‘Oh Sara you’re so funny’ ‘Stop it, you are’ ‘No you are’