I think what I really mean is content New Year. How weird would it be if we'd constantly be happy? Happy is for special occasions – contentness on the other hand, worth trying for every day.
BUT before I get all soppy and teary and philosophical ...
Fashionwise in 2011 I pledge to wear more colours, longer skirts (yeap, I’m gonna try the midi) and corduroy trousers. Bye bye 2010… You’ve been good. See you on the other side!
P.S. I've now changed this post about 100 times - taking out the grumpy 1st picture, putting it back in, adding some explanation that I'm not feeling well, deleting it again... It's becoming silly. New Year's Eve always feels like you need to be cheery and happy, and I'm finding this s.t.r.e.s.s.f.u.l. So, you go enjoy yourselves... I'll just sit on the sofa and listen to Beethoven's 9th symphony (that's what my dad always did... to the utter annoyance of my mum who wanted to go dancing).
dress: nicole farhi (shortened), t-shirt: jil sander, tights: wolford, bag: maruca from boulder, colorado