Beating like a hammer.

Wendy-May popped around to drop some things off so what do I do? Rope her in to posing for my art coursework. Isn't she a helpful little cheermonger. Pictured here in gardening and frog kissing poses for lord knows what reason she is wearing dresses I made (with a little help from my kind ma) The project was self determined, so obviously I went for Gareth Pugh and Viktor & Rolf. I also had to write an essay on Viktor & Rolf and Hussein Chalayan which damn near killed me, but I now know basically everything about them, so that's nice.

I feel a bit weird putting these up here, but I also feel I've made no useful contributions to the blogging world of late so erm yes.

If I was funny i would have put amusing captions, particularly the scream/yawn photo. I don't know, that Wendy-may, the crazy cat.