Days of Nothing

Sweater and boots I need from H&M and Topshop; Fashion Toast. Sun blonde hair and chilling in wide, open, city-less spaces; Fuck Yeah Blonde Girls. Abbey Lee and the band; Fashion Canvas. Bejewelled fingers; Handful of Fashion.

I love nothing days. Today is one of them, for me. I handed in my final diagnostic essay yesterday, which means I have about five days off until I have to start writing my final pieces. I spent yesterday afternoon chilling in the sunshine and painting my friend's nails with my new WAH art pens (you can see the result on Sunday). I was meant to be spending my birthday money in Manchester in the evening, but as fate always has it, the time I actually I have money, there's nothing I want to buy. My boyfriend then took us for a yummy Nandos, followed by my favourite kind of trip to the cinema - the Matt Damon kind.. Sadly, Adjustment Bureau was a total disappointment. Had it not been for the awkward, leftward smiles of Matty D (as he is fondly known by some...), I probably would have fallen asleep. 

So on to today. I'm revelling in not being forced to read or write about things I'm not wholly interested in, which means I am writing blogs and reading them in conjunction with ploughing through my stack of magazines; LOVE, Pop, Vogue UK & US, Grazia, LOOK and ELLE UK if you were interested. 

Aside from compiling some kind of plan for my uni work later on today, all I've got to do is some washing up and cook some tea for the bf - doting, homemaker that I am.

Enjoy!