The lovely Joy at DINKY London tagged me and I’m happy to join in. As Joy recently proclaimed on twitter, ‘Blogging is my cocaine,’ and boy, does she mean it. DINKY London is chock-full of fantastic fashion, beauty reviews and chic buys for the home.
Coming up, seven facts about me:
- It’s always good to start with a song. I made this gem up as a protest against tidying my room when I was little. Here are the lyrics: "Me and me and me and me and me and me and me and me and me and me and me and me and me, what a wonderful world of me’s." Great huh? My family all like to sing this whenever I do or say anything they think is self-serving.
- I’m magazine obsessed. If I never get to work at a glossy I’ll have missed my calling. Able to home in on a discarded 'InStyle' from five carriages away, a packed train is no obstacle in the face of such desire. The magazines I’m not subscribed to are read during loitering sessions at a number of different newsagents. The trick is to leave just as the staff are getting annoyed.
- I love Michael Jackson. Should that be past tense? Say it isn’t so! Maybe it’s because I was born the year 'Thriller' came out, and we had the album on cassette. I used to listen to it and ‘Bad’ on my Sony Walkman. Until I was about eleven I thought the lyrics to Smooth Criminal were, ‘You’ve been hit by, you’ve been struck by, a smooth crimical.’ The song title provided no clues.
- I’m an expert wig spotter. I haven’t studied to acquire this knack; it’s simply a natural gift. Bad wigs are very offensive (I’m looking at you Robin Gibb) and can potentially spoil an evening’s telly watching. I doubt I’ll be able to watch the new Sarah Jessica Parker film, ‘Did you hear about the Morgans?’ because, having seen the trailer, she’s wearing an atrocious wig throughout.
- Organising stuff makes me happy. The recent restructuring of my built-in bedroom cupboard has since provided hours of smug pleasure. My particular penchant for making piles of one thing, like towels, and slotting them in neatly alongside other stuff, in a way that's both practical and aesthetically pleasing, provides the ultimate in organisational satisfaction.
- I’m a perfectionist. When I publish a new blog post I will have gone in and out of the ‘edit post’ option on Blogger at least ten times; fiddling about in the HTML, moving the images around, changing the title and altering what I’ve written. The phrase ‘that’ll do’ is something I would never say. This trait can be problematic when working with a jaded designer on a magazine, but I usually get my way in the end.
- Since I quit my job and moved back in (temporarily!) with my family in Gloucestershire, I’ve rediscovered my childhood love of the countryside. Walking the dog in the fields where I used to make dens makes me smile, or at least it did during the summer. Now I’ll go to the park and race around in the snow, wondering if it’s wrong to make snow angels on your own (it is and I didn’t). Top tunes on my ipod don’t hurt either: sometimes I’ll even sing!