& other things

My blog is going through an identity crisis... "but I was meant to be about fashion" it cries "why are you molesting me with stories too embarrassing for me to want to be associated with". I know, blog, I know. Here's the thing, for twelve years, every September, I'd buy new pads, folders and colourful dividers. I would give each subject its own paper space to pan out throughout the year like an old school visual representation of my growing brain. In case my tone of voice hasn't spilled the beans yet, I fucked up every single year. All my notes from all my subjects would cram into a single piece of paper like patchwork fabric surrounded by badly drawn doodles that served as the fibres that held everything together. I can't look into my brain the way I can into my notepads but I would be shocked if, celestially, I didn't mirror them. It's really not a surprise then that my cyber pad has ended up in the same fashion. And speaking of fashion, I hardly ever do anymore. Think of & other things as a fancy divider for all the things I want to house but can't find a home for. Lets see how it goes...