"Did you hear that? They've shut down the main reactor."

So, I'm starting with an attempt at an outfit post. It's pretty tricky. Getting dressed up to stand on the roof is serious effort. Plus, having my boyfriend take the photos was a hideous cringefest. Our relationship might not survive.

For inspiration: yesterday I got rejected from a job I applied for and really wanted. I'm pretty sad, so today I'm channelling my inner Victorian widow. With denim cut offs.

But no-one likes a whinger so I rounded up all my happiest clothes. 

I call this outfit OPTIMISM.

The real story here is that these trousers were THREE POUNDS from Primark. Sadness officially over.