Sponsored by Fred Perry / Onitsuka Tiger

Alright alright. Great day today. I finally got some decent sleep, it's been almost a month. Fell asleep with hallucinations running through my head, and strange feelings running throughout my body, which has been a regular occurrence of late. Most likely due to my lack of sleep. I slept for nine hours, and had some crazy dreams, all of which I do not remember at all now. You know what I mean, when you just know the dreams were freaky.

Went to work energised, although I was feeling a little let down by the weather today. Luke was absolutely no help to me today whatsoever, so I'm fine with the idea that he might be moving on soon. Can anyone say 'Imma for Dean's 2IC'? Hell yeah.

Anyway, we got our shipment of new shoes today. I need new work shoes, as my current Dolce's are falling apart. I love them so much. How will I let go? I'll go for the new black Dolce loafers. Fucking sexy. And they fit like a glove. Haha. Love glove. Haven't heard that term in ages.

I had lunch with Liam today at Ca De Vin, which is strangely becoming our local lunch haunt. We had some wine and some Saganaki, with some almond loaf with green olive tapanade. Lovely. I went back to work, and probably from not eating all day, I was strangely tipsy. Or randy (thanks to Brad, who sent me so many photos of him in his fuckin' spunky red undies, that I could make a flip book if I wanted to), either way, I was distracted from work. Haha. I went into Prime, and saw the last pair of the Fred Perry hotpants (how embarrassing, but everyone who judges can get fucked... they look hot... right?). I need them for Sleaze. Done and done. They're white with navy blue, pink, and white trim. So I'm thinking I might wear them with a white Fred Perry polo with navy trim, and the new pink Onitsuka Tigers (with black stripes). So I may need some aviators, and then... Voila! I'm a Missy Elliott back up dancer. Ghetto Fabulous?

Imma, Liam and I all decided to ditch the fashion thingy tonight, in a bid to save some money for Paulina's Birthday spectacular, and also to catch up on some more lost sleep. So tonight, once again, I'm spending in house. No more Fashion Week thank you!