Dance alone

Ugh, the past three days have just been one big giant ball of Yuck. I have a cold, in other less nonsensical words. But I'm tired of it bringing me down so here's my List Of Good Things About Being Sick:

• Being able to relax in bed all day
• Lots of sympathy
• Not being able to concentrate on, and therefore not having to do, uni work
• Getting reacquainted with my giant teddy bear, and dressing him in dapper accessories
• LOTS of tea

So that's all I can think of for now but clearly every gross tissue has a silver lining. Or something.

This is pretty much my 'sick uniform': old jeans, comfy top, big jumper (not seen) and, of course, teddy bear. Who says feeling poorly has to get in the way of sartorial goodiness?

I can't believe I actually took photos of myself. THE THINGS I DO FOR THE INTERNET, HEY?? 'Cos you're all so desperate to see pictures of me sick and all. I think I mostly just wanted to show off my teddy bear. So hey, here's a couple more photos of that... (you're welcome.)

(Non-germy) hugs for all!

White top by Rivers
Grey top by Glassons
Jeans by Supre

Lisa xx

P.S. Yes, I have a green guitar. Can't play it, never used it, pretty sure it's not even tuned. I can kinda be an impulse buyer sometimes. I'm trying to get better, I swear.