God I miss sydney.
A select few employees at ted baker receive a leather bound (and apparently pricey) diary, obviously to fill it’s contents as one pleases throughout the year. But unlike your run of the mill basic, this one presents a different phrase in celebration of every day; Which is probably why they’re pricey.
Today declares ‘lose the plot’, which is a little unnerving because today marks the day I transform from a sydneysider to a proper melbourine.
I’m sitting at the airport now actually, neither here nor there, patiently waiting to come to terms with the fact I’ve been offered my dream job in the best location. Holy fuck.
Caitlin Moran (via artvevo)