Image magazine image - oh and a rant about college!

dress = topshop unique
jacket = Liqourish
boots = god knows but i did have them in tan too
necklace = topshop
inflated sense of pride and self worth = models own.

Never google yourself. I learnt that today. I do it every once in a while to check that my blog and articles pop up. Oh and that there are no hate sites!
I found this! I remember it being taken about a year ago in Brown Thomas at a beauty event there. It was taken by Image magazine and I have no idea if it ever appeared in the magazine. But there you go!
Man, it's so weird to see that outfit. Not sure about the necklace, LOVE the jacket. But I hate the dress. It's Topshop Unique and I had no idea it was deep unflattering!!!
The preparation to go to this was incredible. I had someone do my hair (which I never do. Normally it's thrown up behind me in some form of a bun or messy) and it took four make-up artists to complete my face. One from MAC, Benefit, Chanel and make-up forever. I was covered in make-up before I arrived.
It took a long while and a whole packet of face wipes before I was 'clean' again!

Looking at this now, I think how far I've come in a year. (oh yes its one of those posts) But I was working in a job I hated, doing my course by night, maintaining a decent social life, my ex had moved out of the flat we shared and I had just bought that jacket. I would never be able to do what I did then. Doing a 40 hour week, running from my job in my uniform to college to sit through three hours of lectures before hitting the library for books and walking home to meet my friends to go out. Then getting up and doing it all again. Man, those were the days! The days of my old flat.

I am due to leave my course soon. But I don't know where I'll go just yet. I do know that I will need to sleep for a few weeks to recover. It has not been easy this semester. I quit my job and moved back home. Only to discover that I needed to be in Dublin. I slept on couches, floors, bathtubs and in hostels and travelled 6-7 hours a week. On a total of 4 buses. I walked everywhere and have very little money.

But I have made it work. By quitting my job I have allowed myself more time to be a journalist and have been working really hard. I started freelancing, writing regular pieces for EQ and THE, started with the radio and have a few projects coming up. All of this I could not have done while working. Doing a masters is not easy. You'll end up broke, miserable and being a bad friend/girlfriend. I've lost count of the friends I've lost because I don't have time and I'm working so hard that I don't really go out anymore. But then, the friends I have met along the way have made it worthwhile and wonderful. They have let me sleep on couches, fur coats, they've picked me up and driven me places, they've bought me chips when I couldn't afford food (J!) and best of all, they've really listened to me when I thought I was loosing my mind.....

Thanks guys.