Firstly, apologies for that totally appalling pun in the title. It's so bad, you probably haven't even noticed it's a play on words until I've just pointed it out now. "Mull it"/"Mullet". Geddit?
*Tumbleweed*
Moving swiftly on...
I saw an outrageous number of mullets today. Well, by outrageous number, I mean about 4. But even so; I haven't seen a proper mullet for yonks, and then 4 in one day.
*Tumbleweed*
Moving swiftly on...
I saw an outrageous number of mullets today. Well, by outrageous number, I mean about 4. But even so; I haven't seen a proper mullet for yonks, and then 4 in one day.
Some looked horrendous, some looked actually kinda good.
If I could be bothered to grow my hair out, I'd want a mullet like this:
What else can I say today? Ermmmmm... There's not much else to say really tonight.
This weekend I'm thinking I may go to see the Grace Kelly exhibition that's currently on at the Victoria and Albert Museum. Ahh, the joys of having everything on my doorstep.
No point putting an outfit picture up tonight, as I haven't worn anything of interest today. Instead, I shall just bid you all good night, and hopefully have something of interest to say tomorrow.
For now, I'm just going to go read "Lace" by Shirley Conran. It's a rather addictive book I've found so far. Mum gave it to me when I was back in Oxfordshire as something for me to read in evenings/on the tube, as I have no decent reading books of my own. It's an older title, but all the concepts so far have been little to no different to that of a modern chick-lit book that I usually absorb myself in. Win.
If I could be bothered to grow my hair out, I'd want a mullet like this:
What else can I say today? Ermmmmm... There's not much else to say really tonight.This weekend I'm thinking I may go to see the Grace Kelly exhibition that's currently on at the Victoria and Albert Museum. Ahh, the joys of having everything on my doorstep.
No point putting an outfit picture up tonight, as I haven't worn anything of interest today. Instead, I shall just bid you all good night, and hopefully have something of interest to say tomorrow.
For now, I'm just going to go read "Lace" by Shirley Conran. It's a rather addictive book I've found so far. Mum gave it to me when I was back in Oxfordshire as something for me to read in evenings/on the tube, as I have no decent reading books of my own. It's an older title, but all the concepts so far have been little to no different to that of a modern chick-lit book that I usually absorb myself in. Win.
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