Lesson learnt: when one is melting in a wool skirt, holding a pair of boots in one hand and a clutch in another and having walked up to Sheung Wan from Central with a roxy gym bag full of shoot clothes (#brogprobrems), even a $50 lemonade seems justified (at least whilst you’re drinking it). And wearing a skirt that looks like a furry magnified mermaids tail is a bonus. A place i’d honestly rather be right now instead of here, sitting in the library attempting to write as many understandable sentences at a time whilst my friends ask siri inappropriate questions. But it makes everything better considering i’ll be in Tokyo this saturday (all my sashimi dreams will finally be worth it). 

xx

Zoe