Unfortunately my week didn't start out quite as I'd hoped. The agency interview went great, the Lady who interviewed me turned out to have been at my primary school so all nerves were instantly banished. However, when I turned up at my temping job, I was told I wasn't needed and that I should go home, and in the afternoon was called to be told they had no more work for me. I allowed myself a momentary wallow (and a little screaming session in my car when I found out I'd lost one of my favourite earrings), but have signed myself up for another role starting tomorrow. It is still only temporary, but doesn't require the use of public transport, getting up before its light or wearing a uniform. So perhaps they did me a favour.
There are more important things in life anyways, such as shoes! Shiny shoes! Above is my Chrismukkah present to myself. A lovely pair of supershiny black Gucci flats, purchased for a bragainous price in the Selfridges sale. It took me under five minutes to snap them up, love at first sight! This year I intend to try and steer clear of highstreet bling, and will try and opt for classic, well made purchases. Hopefully when my job situation becomes more stable, I will be able to start adding further to my collection, but I don't think this was a bad start!
I'm completely in love with this neon hair print tunic from the SS/09 MM6 collection from Masion Martin Margiela. Simply stunning. Just a shame that looking out the window right now, I can't imagine England ever being warm enough to wear it so nonchalantly!
I figured it was about time for a little 'rip it up and start again', show off. The vest started off life as a fairly boring AA Tank top, which showed a rather unreasonable amount of side-boob. I therefore shortened the straps, added on the lace sleeves, and began to bling it up. My favourite parts are the lace flowers to one side with sequin inserts, and the beading round the back of the neck. It was very easy to do, and kept my from obsessivley checking my email all afternoon. Come on NPG job. I want you!
Unfortunately my week didn't start out quite as I'd hoped. The agency interview went great, the Lady who interviewed me turned out to have been at my primary school so all nerves were instantly banished. However, when I turned up at my temping job, I was told I wasn't needed and that I should go home, and in the afternoon was called to be told they had no more work for me. I allowed myself a momentary wallow (and a little screaming session in my car when I found out I'd lost one of my favourite earrings), but have signed myself up for another role starting tomorrow. It is still only temporary, but doesn't require the use of public transport, getting up before its light or wearing a uniform. So perhaps they did me a favour.
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= a really great end to a really crappy week!
Image credit: Bravissimo.com
