turkish for a day.

Twenty three literally flitted past, I blinked my tired / baggy eyes and it was gone. A pity really, because I'd always imagined that twenty three would be the perfect age when I would find success in life - own a business, follow my dreams, do what I love. An age that never ended because… Continue reading turkish for a day.

ixiah.

Yes it has been about 2 weeks since MBFF was held, but yes, I am still going to write about it now. Sometimes hindsight is better. That evening brought further thoughts of the skinny world, a boring one clearly, because indulgence is life and interest is prime. The model's faces told no story - which… Continue reading ixiah.