Going to work with such cool, amazing people in a really creative environment meant I could wear whatever I bloody well pleased in the morning. But let's say unemployment is messing with my fashion mojo in a major way! Sometimes all I get to do of a day is walk dogs, go to the supermarket and cook the dinner. Therefore I ask myself, what's the point of wearing my nice clothes to sit around getting them covered in dogs hair all day? No point is the answer.
Therefore I shall share a shocking secret with you. Unless I am going out to play, wandering around town or meeting other agencies, I usually look like this. Look away now if you don't want to see the horror!
There you go people. The fashion roadkill I have become! Now the truth is out maybe the job gods will take pity on me and see me in this piss poor state and get me a job so I can get back to fashion nirvana once more!