I die
I don’t usually like to use hipster phrases like that, lest anyone think I am a hipster, but:
© Garance Doré
So come on. You die, right? On the hipster note, the Cake Café is amazing, the Bernard Shaw car boot sale blows my mind (I’m not sure if that’s in a good way or a bad way), I kind of like fedoras and trilbies and anything that Pixie Geldof is wearing, and I love high-waisted denim shorts with black tights underneath. In the rest of my time I attempt to distance myself from these too-cool-for-school kinds of things, and hang around at home, drinking peppermint tea and watching Dollhouse.
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