January is slow. After December ends things just seem to move at a glacial pace. January issues of magazines are always paper-thin, people go on holidays and girls like me fail to update their blogs as frequently as they should. In January we rise at 12 and lie awake in the wee hours of the morning. We sleep away from home and dream things unusual; I’m forever in a summer daze.
VICE Fashion, Photographed by Harley Weir, Styled by Aldene Johnson
I apologise to all those who live in the Northern Hemisphere, as it is winter where you are and things are different. But where I am, the world feels like it has stopped. Summer has that effect on people, but I am torn between deciding whether I like it or not.