I'm keeping my lips sewn shut Frankenstein-style until tomorrow, when my article will be published. Drop then by to read all about the chaotic weekend that was Brighton Fashion Weekend. In the meantime, here are some pictures and a song for you (sung to the tune of Bad Boys).
Bird flu, bird flu,
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do
When you go tweet twoo?
I think I might have an addiction to owls. Seriously, heroin schmeroin. Wandering around the charity shops in town yesterday, I found these kids to add to my collection. The pretty white one's head comes off. I'm considering filling him up with little owls but I don't really support cannibalism (I totally just wrote carnivalism which is like a cross between cannibalism, carnivore and carnival. Can you imagine such a thing?) Maybe I'll fill him up with heroin instead.
P.S. I just Googled 'lips sewn shut' and I really don't recommend it. Unless you don't intend to sleep tonight, so that you can be the first to read my article. In that case, Google away.