top - "Gucci" c/o tictail
skirt - Missguided
boots - Gamiss
coat - Rosegal
shirt - Rosegal
trousers - Gamiss
heels - Primark
bag - Zara
Dressing up is one of my favourite things to do, so it's convenient that my wardrobe doubles as my costume department.
Whether it's travelling on public transport, conversing with work colleagues or at the self-service checkout, there is always an element of pretend.
Adulthood is something I expected to just happen. I used to look at people in their early twenties and thought that they must know what they're doing, that something must have clicked.
I thought that my internal monologue would change when I reached that point, instructing me what to do now I was a real true fully fledged grownup.
Instead, I find that as much as I dress up in "grownup" clothing and perform "grownup" tasks, I know that it's something that's never going to come naturally.
Lucky that I've got that drama GCSE.
Do you think that you'll ever really grow up?
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