There's something about stripes and pastels pink jeans that I can't seem to get enough of. I've never been a pink girl, which is the strange thing about this turn of events. It's funny how things change. I was only saying yesterday to Jonathan, well asking him actually, if he remembered when all I wanted to wear was black and grungey type clothing. I think Who Killed Bambi has had more influence on my style than I realised. It's a lot more refined and I am not scared to try new things and I guess it's bought the girly-girl me to the surface.