Hello fellow voley girls,
Once again, I am writing to you from the land of bag pipes and tartan wearing fools. I saw some grand scenery yesterday and frightened my family by shouting ‘FLY YOU FOOLS, THE ORCS ARE UPON US’ and legging it down the road. The things I do to amuse myself and others. I’m somewhat worried that my parents think they have raised a lunatic. They would be correct in this thinking.
This is just a little outfit of the day and one that I have been wearing quite a lot since I bought it for practically nothing a few weeks ago (£5 from Primark, ring the merry bells of England!). I really love it – the fit is pretty flattering and it’s a nice casual one to whack out for work/dinner and everything inbetween. My only beef with it is that it is a bit too long. I meant to force my mother at gunpoint to shorten it for me but then I remembered that I don’t have a gun/she isn’t my slave. I still might get her to work her magic, but the length has actually grown on me now so I may just leave it (cool story, Lauren).
I jazzed up the tie dye with some gold jewellerry, a messy topknot and some nude lipstick (e.l.f, £1 I recall). I’m not sure why I have such a pervert face in this picture, I do apologise.
My shoe situation is dire as I forgot to bring anything normal to Och Aye Land, so I just have a pair of standard black pumps to protect my hooves. They are the reason my legs look about zero inches long. I couldn’t look anymore like a midget if I tried.