OUT WITH THE OLD.

5 inch and up, m-a-r-v-e-ll-e-d

Despite the numerous disciplined all nighters before deadlines due to bad time-management. Despite the hundreds of cups of coffee on early mornings just to get through lectures. Despite the everyday pointless small talk conversation outside lectures and in university. Despite being bombarded with enough flyers to make a book whilst walking through university. Despite the dozens of lists with nothing ticked off. Despite the embarrassing walks of shame through campus in the afternoon. Despite the demanding design & visual culture lectures on Friday and Monday mornings. Despite constantly having no money. Despite never getting any sleep. Despite that one housemate. Despite all of the long train journeys. Despite being thousands of pounds in debt to the government all before the age of 21. Despite Mansfield Road. Despite Trent Kebabs. Despite everything. My first two years of University have been ridiculous, but as it has been drilled into my head, final year is ‘the year’.

Despite having spent the last two years having had the subject matter of my work dictated by the lecturers, I am now entering a much more autonomous and self-directed stage of my Fashion Communication & Promotion degree.

This Blog will showcase creative work and will be the centre of idea generation for my final year at Nottingham Trent University.