why do I suddenly want Nikes?! I think I’ve been spending too much time in East London. But they look so comfyyyy! Someone take me trainer shopping, I’ve never bought a pair before.
I want to drink Earl Grey and dance around my livingroom/kitchen to the new Santigold album all day. Is it going to be one of those days when I don’t get dressed until going out tonight?
all I want is a tall cold glass of something alcoholic!