My confession to a recent obsession. It started last year – having never seen Gossip Girl it on scheduled TV (we don’t have a television anymore), it was a chilly day, I had the flu and was tucked up on the sofa with the cats and my laptop, desperately looking for something to take my mind off of a throbbing head and sore throat. At the age of almost 36 you might wonder what on earth I was doing pitching up a camp and settling in to a drama based on the evil rumour spreading of American high school girls. But one look at Blair Waldorf’s outfits and the outrageous behaviour of the characters and I was hooked. 
As much as the storyline is ridiculous – the wardrobe department is enviable. I watched it all, right to the very end, losing whole days of my life that I will never get back. A flurry of Alice bands, beautiful loosely curled locks, colour splashes and couture that should not be available to the under 20′s. But Blair’s outfits brightened my days and made me want colour in my wardrobe again.
That’s it. All over now, lets never speak of it again, unless it’s in the comments section to share your embarrassing TV secrets?! x 
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DRAMA QUEENS, CONFESSIONS AND CLOTHES
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