Lucy Hutchings, jewellery goddess.

Rihanna does it again.

Hoggdoll.

New shoes bought. Boyfriend guaranteed to hate them.

Christmas - a time to reflect. What lies ahead of us in the coming year?

Love Daisy Low - proof that even the best of us get spots from time to time.

Still amazing. You can't argue with Empire of the Sun.

The one that got away.

At last the fashion pack say it's ok to eat!

Little Miss KP looking dazzling in Marchesa. Not my usual taste but gorgeous none the less.

I still think Gwen is one of the most stylish people ever.

The Origami Bar designed by Roland Mouret. Yes Please.

Well done River Island for this tasty little high street leather.

A John Galliano designed Christmas tree - complete with snow leopards and glitter!

Gorgeous.

Arrrgghh! It is actually physically hurting me that I can't afford the entire Jewish mother range in Topshop's windows at the moment.

I want to be a little Japanese girl!!

It doesn't get much better than this.

How cool.

Finally got around to watch the September Issue last night... it made me realise I don't work half as hard as I could do!

New York is now an option. A MA ZI N G

Mark my words there will be a sequin backlash.

Love love love this bracelet... Disaya at Kabiri.

My new crush.

St Christopher's place looks so pretty at night with the nu-rave style Christmas lights.

Are you part of the Marmarati?

This is the kind of place I would like to stay when I go skiing when I am rich.

I have just told my boss I was "buzzing my tits off all weekend" and he just looked at me, laughed and said "the chance would be fine thing!" Do I come across as some kind of librarian?

Kingston. Officially the cutest and coolest kid in the whole of showbiz. I hope I produce something like this!

Eeeeeeeuuugh. Cannot seem to lift this bad mood!

I can't believe how addicted I am to Twitter.

Love this! Simon Wang. Never heard of him.

Getting increasingly broody for a little chow chow.

Things are speeding up a bit with the search for someone to take my room. Have been selling my house and house mates to people all morning - don't think I want to move out anymore I am going to miss them too much!

We have Whitney tickets! I got home yesterday and my gorgeous boyfriend and housemates had sorted them out whilst "working from home" on a Friday afternoon. Love them.

Tim Hendricks. Need I say more?

Got to love her the old lush!

Marcus Laufer = Jazz Hands.

Happy birthday to my darling Mrs Stefani. I think she would approve of these Christian Louboutin's - very L.A.M.B.

Glastonbury tickets are in the bag. 25 nearest and dearest and counting. It's started to keep me awake at night already.

I hope I look like this when I'm old.

So this week I had to decide between love and happiness and money. To take a Saturday job for a bit of extra dough or not? I decided not.

I love this so much. It wouldn't suit me though. Like I could afford it of it did!

Why are boys such idiots when they are in a pack?

I am not a massive one for Chanel but this is gorgeous.

And why the hell has Little Boots suddenly popped her head up all over London Fashion Week? She needs to get back to Blackpool where she belongs.

Now I am not particuarly interested in children but if I was they would certainly be dressed in Jean Paul Gaultier.

And yes - she is a WAG but she has good boots.

The boy is back in less than 24 hours.

Ok. I am firmly team Pete. I can't believe however how good old Ms Price looks in these pictures. Slutty yes but edgy too.

Rest In Peace.

She, oh she dances a moonlight across my scarlet sheets and to my heart like the breeze...

This is what I want to get married in. In Vegas.

I bought a lottery ticket today. I find something quite comforting about having it in my purse. Is that sad? I have decided that to live the whole of my life day dreaming would not be a bad thing.

I miss the boy.

I have just finished Wetlands. I read it in two days which I think is a record for me. It was gross and a little bit sexy.

I was looking at a woman in the queue for the bus on the way home. When is it exactly that you start dressing old? I never want that to happen to me. It scares me

Ignore the Sugababe attached and check out these shoulder pads. I need them.

Lunch time sighting - Alice Dellal having a coffee with a male outside Pret on Marylebone Highstreet. She's not all that up close. I'm not denying I like her style though. She looked short.

Good girl gone bad.

Watched American Teen yesterday. L.O.V.E.D it. It brought back all those feelings of hope and uncertainty you have when you're a teenager - the whole of your life ahead of you. No regets, no wondering if you have taken the wrong road. Hannah Bailey is my new hero.

I've decided I am enjoying the boy being away. In a way it has made me feel even more secure. I am so proud of him for working so hard and being so clever and building a future for us together.

So he has left me. Not forever. Just for a while. It was strange going home last night knowing he wouldn't be there. What is worse though, is that I don't think it's so much the missing him but that I am jealous of him going to the airport and going somewhere fun without me. Does that make me a bad person?

This is delicious...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1OrdtJbozr8