WHAT A BULGING SACK

So I presume everyone's pretty much suicidal about how much they've eaten over the past few days? Get over it - tell Coleen Nolan. This is no place for self loathing. I for one, have been edging closer and closer to my Grey Garden's future, and the worrying thing is, not too sure I'm as bothered as I used to be. I love scarves me.

Anyway, you may recall a little shout out to Santa on my behalf, (pretty easy seeing as it's pretty much right below this post) and well, I have to tell you - he listened. VERY WELL.

May I introduce to you, Viv:

and her mates Mawi 1 and Mawi 2:

Followed by rediscovered old Dolce & Gabbana bag (sadly sans accompanying pink timberlands):

and for shits and gigs the living room, where the magic happened:

And for even more of a laugh, here's Tosca looking so cute I could wear her round my neck and call myself Jeremy Scott:

 

CHRISTMAS EVE EVE

My festive buzz has kind've gone. Not gone gone - just having a little rest I hope? I think it's been all the last minute frantic shopping. In short, I have melted my debit card and my will to live. On the up side, the burgeoning sales provided me with the perfect selfish opportunity to do a Carrie Bradshaw and buy myself a present. I'm wrapping it and everything.

Carvela, Surprise Ankle Boots; Were £150, Now £29, Kurt Geiger

 At 80% off it would have been rude not to surely?

In other news, here's what I've been doing at Motilo recently:

Blue Valentine: Michelle Williams

Virginie Mouzat NEKKED

Paul Smith's mystery gifts

Sky Ferreira: the next big thing

Florence & the thousand machines

Elle Fanning: the new Chloe Sevigny

I'll do one of those posts with all my presents after the day itself, after all everyone loves a smug bastard showing off what they've got. Cough, cough. In the meantime, I did me some Acne Atacoma nails. Lorra love.

It's all about a silver tip.

Chanel Blue Satin instead of black - just to mix it up yeh?

PULLING AT MY PURSE STRINGS

These babies make me swoon - however after purchasing I wouldn't have anything to put in them apart from a load of cut up credit cards. Father Christmas do you hear me?

MAWI ME PWEASE

Anything by Mawi would make my Christmas MERRY.