This week feels very sad in the UK as we come to terms with news of a terrorist attack in Manchester. How somebody can comprehend the mere idea of harming children is just so far beyond me, or anyone of sane mind... Part of me feels completely ridiculous talking to you about clothes, but the other side of me feels that the aftermath is part of what this awful person wanted and by pausing our everyday we're letting them win. So I thought today rather than the usual top-to-toe-stare-with-a-considered-tone-into-the-air pictures, I'd try and be a little more... Well, this would be considered an outtake:
Before I start, I'd just like to say that as terrible as the events of last night were it's reassuring to see all Britons come together with such force and love. We're at a strange point in our countries' history with an incredibly unstable political set-up and an unclear economic future. Thats without considering the (now ever more obvious) problems around religious extremism, or the horrors going on outside of our borders.
I was already struggling to decide my own identity as I find myself torn over so many subjects whilst deciding how to cast my vote but one thing has become clear to me - when we need to, and I mean really need to, we become one. I'm proud to be British.