Clothes over Carbs

Thanks to a certain very tall blond who I am told resembles a sexy game of ker-plunk, I have been introduced to the world of fashion blogs. They are allot like food blogs except less likely to end with me eating peanut butter and jam sandwiches at 3 in the morning in my nighty. Instead, I am going to put on everything i own at ONE TIME, and take pictures. ok, no. I am going to attempt a fashion post centered around, well, erm... my closet? prepare yourselves now. I am aware that if you are reading my blog you are a. my mum, b. really wishing you still lived in London (Allison) or c. confused because this is not the website you were looking for. Most likely, you already know that my fashion sense is mostly delusional. I am inspired by colors, trousers outfits that have not been acceptable since I was 7, soft things and a desire to work at LF.