His courtesy was somewhat extravagant. He would write to thank people who wrote to thank him for wedding presents.

Doesn't this Ladybird jumper just make you want to bottle-feed little baby lambs?



Unfortunately it's in the region of well over £250, although it is really tempting to just buy a retro red jumper and customise it, perhaps making the black spots from black sequins. However I fear this will only encourage yet another conversation with my mother resembling the one when I asked her to knit me a reindeer jumper for Christmas, her response being "Sarah, do boys actually find you attractive when you dress the way you do?" (Which, coincidentally, reminds me of a saying from my old school - "smile, or you'll never get a boyfriend").

So far this week I've had friends over every night which has been absolutely lovely - so much nicer than doing the whole "post university catch up" thing in a crowded bar somewhere - so last night Emma and I got our scheming pants on and planned a surprise birthday party for Holly, we even created a facebook event for it, which Emma then promptly invited Holly to join, the smooth criminal. So that all unravelled but we made a ridiculous amount of plans for the next few weeks, including lots of antique shopping, watching the cricket, outdoor theatre, camping in the New Forest and even going to a spiritulism meeting, which might be a little bit cringe but who knows, my chakra might come out of the closet.

Yesterday I made a start on I Wish I were Bob Geldof Vintage - scouting out potential web designers, looking at rent costs for stall spaces in Guildford, flyering licenses etc and also hunted down my first bit of stock which I'll rebrand and merchadise on models, customising if I need to. The whole concept of working for yourself is incredibly liberating, particularly when even graduating with a Law degree and numerous extra curricular achievments doesn't even guaruntee you a foot in the door at the moment. I need to pop down the bank and start separating my finances, otherwise I know perfectly well I'll just keep buying stock out of my own pocket, deciding I want to wear it and then half heartedly selling it again. In reality I need money to be transferred to and from the same savings account, hopefully bypassing my personal account altogether. I also had a peek at rental costs in Guildford for shops near the high street and was so disappointed to find that the cheapest rent is £15,000pa, which means that to earn a decent and still VERY basic living I'd have to have a turnover of £30,000 a year entirely from my own endeavours! Angst. I may look into selling at festivals next Summer, although I'm sure stalls at Glastonbury and Reading require a long and tedious application process. I've also come to the conclusion I can charge more over the internet than on stalls. Anyhoo I need to run up to Beyond Retro next week and have a little chat to them about a job.

BBQ tomorrow night, where is the sun?

Left - Chanel
Right - Topshop


Pretty pretty.