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I was planning on writing one post only to talk about London Fashion Week. Even though I love it there is A LOT that happens and Vogue has all the pictures so they don’t also need to be on here. The plan is for my one LFW post to cover everything and talk about my main highlights. Then Ashish happened and that all flew out of the window. Ashish’s Bollywood Bloodbath had me staring mouth open, eyes shining, and heart racing as models walked down the runway showcasing the collection.

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It was only while typing up this review that I realised I can’t spell ‘Darbyshire’ and have almost no knowledge about YouTube or its stars. Both opened my eyes to a whole new world. If you’re like me and had (or indeed, have) no idea who Will Darbyshire was / is let me explain: he’s one of the YouTube stars currently taking over the younger demographic world one social media post as a time. Many of YouTube’s vloggers have released books – some fiction and some non-fiction. Will Darbyshire’s is different to everyone else’s because he crowd sourced the content of This Modern Love. His fans submitted letters, stories, and photographs about the state of modern romance.

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Fashion Week is waving a fond farewell to New York before heading across to the pond. And as New York scrubs the glitter off the walls and wonders exactly what happen to street style to ruin it so, I’m going to take stock of what I have learnt.

  1. It’s better to fall when you are in a killer pair of shoes. Sure the shoes are the reason you fell but if you’d slipped in trainers no one would be laughing with you; they’d be laughing at you instead.

Image: Matt Baron/BEI/Shutterstock

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Image credit: Adam Parker

When I go running it’s just me and my thoughts. I listen to the traffic and the birds and the sound of my own feet. I don’t like headphones and playing music on loud (so without headphones and disturbing everyone else) is something I have been told is really tacky (and that stuck) so I don’t listen to music either.

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I woke up this morning on the wrong side of the bed. While I was at home it didn’t matter; I was at home. While I was on the train it also didn’t matter; I had a book. As soon as I got into work, it mattered. I wanted to be anywhere else. Everywhere else. I just didn’t want to be at my desk. On Friday I was vomiting rainbows and shitting glitter because the weekend was around the corner and today I am crying tears of despair mixed with woe-is-me. I need to change my Monday state of mind.

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