My inbox: full of retail discounts and promotions. My ears: listening to Dua Lipa/Niall Horan on repeat. (#basic, I know!) My glass: half empty with vodka, lime and soda. My bed: unmade. My time: consumed by bingeing Riverdale. (Hello KJ Apa!!!!!) My job: soon to be taken by the man of the hour, Covid-19. My … Continue reading Dear Diary. Steal That Style: Future Nostalgia. →