Philly Bee's Blog: I'm faking it and it's fine

I want a little honesty here. What is your sad/lame/embarrassing addiction?
I feel like I've admitted way too many times about my love for Pinterest, blogs, looking at pictures of food that I just shouldn't be eating, clothes I couldn't pull off and houses I couldn't afford.

How do you waste all of your hours when you're at work? I mean. In your spare hours at home, miles and miles away from your place of work where you never access anything un work related.

Do you maybe collect hair?

Hair museum of Avanos anyone? Didn't think so.

Make clothes out of sweet wrappers like this 'cool' chick? Starburst anyone?

Or maybe you groom dogs to look like other animals?

The panda-dogs are too much!

Although my obsessions with the makeover of a table lamp or the makings of a triple-chocolate-marshmallow-cream-pastry-whipped-mousse-pie-cake may be slightly out of control at times it has all helped me to realise that what I really want is a super amazingly styled and designed house that I have created and made to look fucking awesome. Which require moneys. Which requires me to work. Which I do, I do work, just not very much, not as much as I would like to without having to do crap jobs that I hate. I'm not entirely convinced that for me right now it would be right to do a job that I massively hate just for the money. . . . there has to be a limit in life where your happiness really has to come first. Deep.

So with this mad desire to own my first house (optimistic), apartment, flat etc I've got myself very pumped up and on a mad one with job hunting. I'm signing myself up to as many recruitment agencies in London as possible as well as constantly applying for jobs myself. It's hard and long (that's what she said) but I'm hoping one of these agencies will help things not to be so hard (she never said that. Ever) - and find a job for me!

It has also meant that I went to an actual real hairdressers for the first time in about 5years to get my hair cut properly instead of sitting in front of my mirror at home with a pair of material scissors and a pair of nail scissors. My hair-cutting skills are actually great, I don't want you getting the impression I'm all Edward Scissorhands.

And it also meant that sadly I have had to shop. Oh no!

Shopping for work wear isn't the most inspiring and interesting thing in the world but I did a major scan of fashion and got a load of inspiration (guess which website) so that I had a good idea of all the clothes I wanted to copy and got quite excited about it.

I invested in a bit of a capsule work wardrobe, a few shirts, a couple of blazers, a black, red and beige pair of trousers, a few colourful jumpers and a smart black bag.
I just fear that everyone will know that I don't normally wear any of this- it's clearly new and I clearly get away with wearing converse, jeans and an old cricket jumper to work everyday at the moment but it is kind of nice to get to wear smarter clothes- and it totally suits me anyway! Obviously. ;)

Although let me just go double check all the labels are cut off.

All I need now is the job!