About Me: London girl. Nicer than I look. Usually talking absolute rubbish. I’m here because apparently I can’t hold down a normal job. Reasons I’ve been fired include, but are not limited to: * Being late (repeatedly) * Sleeping with the CEO * Refusing to sleep with the CEO * Faking a car crash and turning up the next morning with a fresh bouncy blow-dry * Disappearing abroad with a man I’d only just met Outside of my questionable employment history, I’m usually somewhere between Pilates, booking another holiday and convincing myself I need another handbag. I love a good conversation, especially with someone who doesn’t take themselves too seriously.