Oh look it's Hanna...

I really shouldn't have left my packing to go home the morning after carnage, when I had a 10 am lecture and a tutorial session...but I did, so my packing was sparse to put it nicely. I think I was still drunk, I was wearing little dolly shoes to travel in, my feet were freezing and I brought not one pair of shoes with me. I packed little vest tops, one jumper, one pair of legging and a pair of jeans.

So when I'm at home I love raiding my little sisters wardrobe. I love her style, the other day we went for a meal at the pub, and she wore baggy crotch jeans, a hoodie with a body-warmer over it, with her Nike ID's with her name stitched on the back. She was wearing massive bright headphones connected to her ipod and flowery shades which she never took off. She's only 14 and she's so fearless with her fashion, she doesn't care what people think which I admire. Sometimes I wish I was a bit more adventurous.

I found these in her wardrobe and stole them for a night out.

topshop shirt, my sisters also..
She always moans at me for stealing her clothes, but in my defence I was on skype to her recently and she was wearing my top and cardigan and told me she borrowed my bag too, oh and I left my skirt behind which she's been borrowing...