'You're incredibly lucky to be alive'

So I’ve been in a really weird, and quite bad mood all week...I think I’m just letting myself get too stressed out by things and getting too wrapped up in my uni work...but after seeing the new Balmain collection I feel a lot happier...my love for Balmain is never ending, it is such a gorgeous collection...very rock and roll, Christophe Decarnin has the most ingenious creativity... he gives his collection a slightly whimsical edge with plenty of sequins in all the right places, and everyone knows I’m a sucker for sequins...seriously, this is my dream collection -even with the broad and boxy blazers making shoulders look wider than hips. And Anna Selezneva opened and closed the show...he couldn’t have impressed me more, not only were the clothes fantastic but the model line-up was simply perfect – he had all of the right girls in the show. My jaw was literally on the floor for most of the collection. Anja Rubik looked fierce as hell too. It was all so sexy...even the stick thin models looked like they had curves and oozed sex appeal. This show blew me away.


Yesterday, I had a seriously stressful day...but it was great being back in lectures and talking to people about politics without getting weird looks...on the way home my car started to make weird noises and was vibrating so much...I managed to get to my house and then burst into tears...I was being overly dramatic at the time, but when so many tensions are building up – crying is the only way to release, and I was beyond pisst with my car at this point...so my dad said I could have a new car. So far, so good. My parents didn’t want me to continue driving my car and wanted me to catch the bus to university instead, but I really needed my car today as I had an extra bag to carry in for my workout this evening and needed to leave it in the boot instead of taking it to my lectures...so I drove to uni for my 9AM lecture, the American Presidency module is so interesting, I’m already excited to start writing the assignments, geek...but as the morning passed I began to feel more and more ill, so I decided the best thing would be to go home straight away and not stay until 5PM for aerobics, so my plan was to go home and try to relax and recuperate...unfortunately, that plan fell through...on the drive home, my car was unbearable, something was horrifically wrong and the steering felt so messed up...I managed to slow down enough and eventually was able to stop in time before anything seriously bad happened - I pulled over and called the AA recovery man...so there I was, standing outside in the rain, in my silver glittery coat, with my obnoxiously oversized pink umbrella and my DKNY boots for 80 minutes – it was so cold...a truck driver beeped his horn at me, it was incredibly inappropriate, usually I don’t care about people commenting when they pass you – but I was distraught at the side of the road in a lay-by, not happy... then two other cars, at different times, pulled in and just watched me...it was really creepy...I was so pleased when the AA man arrived to look at my car, but then he took one look underneath it after I explained the problem and turned to me and said ‘you’re incredibly lucky to be alive’...great, made my cry some more knowing that I could’ve actually died today...apparently the alloys that were fitted on my car were the wrong size, and hadn’t been attached properly so they were basically ready to detach from my car as all of the bolts were missing...and bearing in mind I travel on the A2 at 70mph every day, that’s pretty damn dangerous...he said if I had carried on driving to my house, the front tyre on my side would’ve come off and I’d pretty much be dead...so much drama...so, naturally he wouldn’t let me drive the car back to my car park, so I had to be towed...and it was just awful...and now I don’t know whether I should just get all new tyres and keep my car (which I love dearly), or just get a new car...bleugh.


Thank goodness it’s the 1st October tomorrow, I can finally wear a scarf.