I know, I know, I know...
Before you jump in and point out the blindingly obvious...
... the one thing that jumps out from the page before anything else,
I already know...
There is no need to say it ...
I know it isn't the current issue.
Okay.
But I'm a little lost.
It isn't quite Christmas, it isn't quite New Year, it's somewhere in between in no-man's land.
I'm not sure if I should be spending money like it's December or scrimping and saving like it's January.
I am boundary-less.
And I'm not a huge fan of New Year because we seem to be celebrating the start of a year where we have absolutely no idea what is going to happen. However, I do like the idea of Good Riddance Day. I'll happily campaign to bring it to the UK.
So, anyway, to cheer myself up I have accepted Vogue's offer of a front cover photo shoot. And in the absence of anything useful, inspiring or interesting to say, I am simply saying this:
There is nothing wrong with pink hair.
If it's good enough for Vogue it's good enough for me.
So Happy New Year/Good Riddance Day*
*Delete as appropriate.
