Magazine shoot this morning was fun and fresh and oh, so incredibly speedy. I think I had about five looks overall and we had finished shooting by lunch time. Practically unheard of, but such a good feeling. So I took the train back up to uni armed with an obligatory cup of tea and attended the lecture I thought I was going to miss. All's good that ends good, so they say. I have an equally if not more crazy day ahead tomorrow so must must sleep.
What on earth did people do before alarm clocks were invented?
That is what I would like to know!