Look at me looking all coy and cute and not-at-all posy (!) with my new haircut and permanent non blonde colour. Saying goodbye to blonde after 24 years was tough, but even I have to admit I look better like this, which is what I imagine my natural colour would be like if I'd ever seen it.



The picture was taken in my bedroom, where I have taken to covering up the disgusting 'I obviously rent this house' striped pastel wallpaper by sticking up photos, cuttings and postcards of things I love. I am literally the worst female stereotype. I have both Audrey Hepburn and Marilyn Monroe on my walls. I should just open up a shop in Stoke Newington / Richmond / West Hampstead selling pink, fluffy things, fake Cath Kidston, retro tea trays and black and white photographs and be done with it, seriously.

Also on my walls are JJ Feild (the man I plan to marry), Gwen Stefani, my mother on her wedding day, Romola Garai looking like Julie Christie in an InStyle photoshoot that I absolutely love and Kate Winslet in a Burberry coat that I dream about to this day. There are also quotes, birthday cards and all kinds of other crap. Surprisingly, there's no Zooey Deschanel. Yet.