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.
