There’s No Place Like Home

• Blazer from New Look
• T-shirt from iffyton.co.uk, and cut up by me
• Jeans from Zara

Look! My Hereford bedroom! Are you excited? I’m home again in the ‘Shire for a couple of weeks for Easter break, and very nice it is too to be back. I haven’t been home, nor seen my mother, since December!

This outfit post is somewhat last minute. I’ve been out with friends tonight, and had already ditched shoes and make-up when I thought I ought to grab a photo, as I was pretty pleased with this look. It was worn with the nude Next shoes of awesome, and a bright red lip to match Ms Harry on my shirt. Sorry for showing you the same shirt twice in a row.

Tonight was brilliant fun. My very favourite bar in Hereford is under new management, and had been changed quite a lot, or so Facebook led us to believe. Apparently though, the regular clientele were as horrified as me about this and had started going elsewhere. So imagine my delight to come home and find that Manhattan’s is back to it’s old self, complete with the old name back, the completely insane bar-staff, oddly named cocktails, the Twister ceiling and flavoured Vodkas. It was very full tonight, so it just goes to show that change is not always a good thing. Mannies, my heart is yours forever. If you’re ever lost and find yourself in Hereford by some terrible error, all is not lost. Manhattan’s will save you.

As usual, we knocked back shots of Skittles Vodka, sampled an array of cocktails and commandeered the jukebox. It’s so great to be back with old friends.