I have no idea what to write, so alls you'll get are some ramblings.

I recently graduated from fashion design, studying in Italy for three years. I never intended to do it, it just kind of happened after a drunken night in the Purple Turtle in Camden. I was whinging about not knowing what to do and a friend pointed out that "I like clothes and I like art, so why don't I just do fucking fashion design?". Fair point. I'd thought about doing English (what is life without a good book?), but it just didn't seem right. I'd thought about doing music (jazz and classical double bass) but that too didn't fit. So here I am, three years later and graduated.