relief...

Words can't even describe the sheer angst of the past few weeks... which seemed to grow ever stronger until it culminated in a knot of tension deep within my heart (more importantly, it has been residing in my belly, which has felt constantly unsettled). With the shaky handed transfer of my 10,000 word strong, tear stained, sweat soaked, just war infused philosophical dribble it all came to an end today. The final ka-baaang of my academic career - the handing in of my Master's dissertation. Despite my senseless fear, it seemed the day was rooting for me. The sun came out with a vengeance and my coffee was even sending me subtle messages that I had a certain star quality. By the time I met up with people (people?! it's been ages since I've seen people) I was a little worse for wear - totally and utterly knackered. It knocked the life out of me nearly. I'd like to think the solution would be to crawl away and hibernate under my duvet for at least 24 hours but I have to head to the airport at 6am and catch a flight to New York (I'm not complaining).

On an entirely separate note, Kit and Shini were rocking some pretty inspirational uses of colour. Rainbow nails against a vintage leather skirt and three floral prints all above the waist without looking ridiculous? I'm taking style notes from these girls.