When I was looking for a crib to live in for my first year of Uni, I really had no idea who I’d end up living with. After a pretty darn stressy time, I finally nabbed the last place in a lovely 6-bed. I say lovely but that it not really the word to describe it…nice, liveable and a habitat to provide a much needed roof over my head is a slightly better description. We were a beautifully eclectic mix with a few first years, a second year and a Post Grad International-er all studying a range of courses from Fashion (that’s me, if you hadn’t guessed!) to Midwifery and Sports shenanigans. You can check out my housemate’s faces here in my christmas dinner post. The aforementioned PG International-er is from the far away land of New Zealand which obvz means he’s desperate to do ALL the touristy stuff in London. As the willing and fantastically amusing housemate that I am, I offered to accompany my buddy on a trip hitting up the best touristy places.
And here’s what I wore…