"a credit crunch, not a creative crunch"

-John Galliano

What I'm Wearing:

Vintage Blazer, My Mother's Crop Top Sweater from the Eighties (one of my most treasured garments), H&M Platform Wedges, Carolyn Massey Tote (the tote was the invitation to her catwalk show at LFW last September) & American Apparel Leggings.

I'm going to say it. Just have it out. Durham really bores me sometimes. For a town that has such charming streets, brimming with what would appear to be a quinessential aura of artistic pursuit, there is a tedious amount of convention clogging the cobblestones. Sometimes I feel like any sartorial inclinations I have might be fading...or dissolving...or slowly muting into a rather dull montage of black leggings and oversized knitwear. Maybe I've temporarily delved into a style plateau, this is probably the case. After all, there is definetely a limit to how much one can consider fashion, when being saturated with essays and journals on the rather tedious topic of women in the eighteenth century.

On a more positive note. I had a rather spontaneous Monday night; what started as a quiet meal ended up in pure rambunctious delight. A great deal of italian-spanish conversations were had, a lot of cocktails were drunk and I even think there was some sort of olive platter going round at 1 am. If you haven't been to Fabios in Durham, go, go, go. It is def. the best bar and I live across from it, which is a very dangerous situation to find yourself in.

Anyway back to work. Big Mugs of Tea & def. a midnight walk later.

xxx