Low-key in the process of losing my mind.
Best way to describe is (mental) insanity. Between 800000 assessments in the span of a week, a lack of sleep, plus the beginning of the, god forbid, holiday rush, my plate hasn't been this full since I've had a proper meal.
"we are half-way through the week, can we make it out alive".... Sloane ponders as she stares at nothing.
Oh, and here is a combination of my favourite pieces that I've worn more than I care to tell. (Sailor always wearing staples.)
Photos by the always talented Alexandra Gibbs