I don't wanna say your love is a waiting game.

French Connection cream jumper: £21.50. Boohoo paisley playsuit. Marks and Spencer bag: £43. Missguided buckle boots. Rotary watch: gift. Mac ravishing lipstick.

Photos by Rosa.

There's nothing better than a lazy afternoon spent with friends in a coffee shop. One afternoon saw Rosa (who's blog is about a billion times cooler than I could ever be) and I doing just that - with a little bit of Zara on the side! As we were passing, we took outfit photos in Max-Joseph-Platz, by the National Theatre. As the vast majority of my photos are taken in a rushed lunch hour, it's rare that I'm able to find a location this beautiful within walking distance, but it does make taking photos so much more fun.

By the time you read this I should be back on British shores - I hope Nando's is ready for me. With plans varying from a night out on Baker Street to a good ol' pub quiz to brunch with the best people (i.e. Sabby and Jazmine), I really don't think I could ask for a better elongated weekend. Unless I had a weekend with optimum temperature yorkshire tea and cheese on toast. I reckon that'd be pretty good too.

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I'm in warm water swimming down.

Rita skirt: c/o Poppy Lux (now in the sale for £21!). Primark contrast collar blouse: £8. The Kooples leather jacket. Topshop buckle boots: £76.20. French Connection bag: gift. "R" necklace: gift. Topshop "really ruby" lipstick.

Photos by Carmen.

When I arrived home for Christmas, the second thing I did, after put the kettle on of course, was have a look through the post I'd received in my absence. Mostly things like bank statements and "What's On at *insert gallery here*" memos, I also had a couple of red slips meaning I could head to pick up some early presents from the sorting office. The next morning we headed straight down there, I collected them, put them in my mum's car, and promptly headed off to London for a few days of solid drinking, eating, and watching Love Actually. After that, I headed back home for christmas eve drinks, and then christmas day food, and by the time boxing day rolled round and when I put this skirt on for the first time it, unsurprisingly, didn't fit. Cue a promise to never touch carbs again which lasted a whole couple of hours, before deciding to stop being so melodramatic and have the pasta. I find dieting difficult (can you tell? Sometimes I feel like I'm the only blogger who's not a size six, and this is something I'm acutely aware of) as I'm of the "want what you can't have" tribe, so denying myself a whole food group would never work. Instead, I'm making a conscious effort to cook myself more healthy meals, take salads to work for lunch every day so that I'm not tempted by the frankly amazing cheese and ham croissants, and force myself to like eggs. So far, so good, apart from the slight hiccup when Carmen and I ended up at das neue Kubitscheck, but when they have cakes like the one below, surely it's ok to treat yourself a little?

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I don't know about you.

French Connection blouse: gift. American Apparel circle skirt: £15, via ebay. Topshop anna boots: £76.50. Rotary watch: gift. Charity shop belt: 20p. Essie "Lapis of Luxury": £6.99.

But I'm feeling 22!

On Tuesday I discovered that my friend Sabby had booked flights out to visit me (nothing like spontaneity, eh?), so I managed to book the afternoon off work for us to get the chance to explore Munich's christmas markets, drink glühwein, and generally celebrate being twenty-two! Last night we baked an amaretto cake (I would've gone for a classic victoria sponge, but self-raising flour is a purely British thing, apparently?), which the office promptly devoured today, along with my supervisor's dutch stroopwafeln as it's his birthday too!

We're currently wrapped up in so many layers it's gone past fashionable to michelin man to brave the snow, so wish us luck as we head out into the open! Hope you're all having an amazing day, and enjoying the (much, much warmer) British weather

xx

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The colder the night gets, the further she strays.

Topshop oversized blazer: £27. French Connection cream jumper: £21.50. Topshop brown leather skirt: £13.50. Topshop tan chelsea boots: £27. F+F cossack hat: £10. M&S leather bowling bag: £43. Rotary watch: gift. Charity shop fur scarf: 50p. MUA Lipstick shade 3: £1.

Photos by Carmen.

It's definitely getting festive in Munich. Snow falls, I'm using a horrendous amount of hand cream, and there are poinsettia in every shop window. Saturday was the day for our christmas party, and we got a coach from work to a location shrouded in secrecy. An hour and a half later, we were considerably closer to the Austrian border, and we pulled up to the view of snow-topped mountains in Schliersee. A wander round the christmas markets with glühwein in hand involved an inevitable photo opportunity (we were all wearing fur hats!), before heading on a boat out to a restaurant on an island in the middle of the lake for food and drink - who could complain? By the time we were all suitably wined and dined, we headed back to our coach for a trip even further east to a club which we stayed in till the early hours, and it was gone 8am before I collapsed into bed - cue one tired girl the next day (and today!).

Germany is such a beautiful country, but I can't help but get a little excited every time I see the "check in" reminder on my calendar, as there are certain home comforts a girl can't help but miss, even if that is mainly cheddar... This will be the first time I've spent my birthday in another country (it's this Friday, for all of you who may have forgotten ;) ), so it'll be odd not to get the usual caterpillar cake, but it's about time new traditions were made. And when they're in the setting of Marienplatz, I really don't think that's a problem!

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I don't know what they're telling you but I know we can turn this around.

Jumper: £21.50, French Connection. Joni jeans: £32.40, Topshop. Trench coat: Laura Ashley. Cossack hat: £10, F+F. Bowler bag: £43, Marks and Spencer. Wedges: c/o Shoe Zone. Necklace: Grace Face Boutique. Lipstick: MAC Ravishing. Nails: Nails Inc "The Thames".

I don't know why I was so excited to take these photos; they're the most cliché autumnal images you can find on the internet (yep, spot the classic "hold a leaf in front of your face" shot), but we keep going back to them for a reason! The park in town, only a few yards away from here, was the most obvious place for my mum and I to head to take them, and not just because it's only a stone's throw from M&S. The place I normally associate with picnics and school lunchtimes (which once included sitting on a bench and consuming an entire tub of Ben and Jerry's with a friend. In October.), is currently home to rust-coloured leafy avenues. It's not quite freezing point yet, so I wore a surprisingly non-itchy jumper over skinny jeans, with a trench coat, comfy wedge-heels and a hat that's far, far too big for my head - but it's fluffy, which makes it okay.

In the course of writing this, I think I've received four Paul Hollywood-based snapchats after last night and made my way through three mugs of tea. So it's time to stop procrastinating and putting off important things and get down to serious phone calls and emails - moving country is hard. I'm also planning to head to the AX Paris party tomorrow night, so let me know if you'll be there, and I won't be that weirdo sitting in the corner on her own!

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Little illusion machine.

Blouse: gift, French Connection. Pencil skirt: £1.50, charity shop. Nude heels: £75, Christian Louboutin, via charity shop. Necklace: gift, Links of London. Watch: gift, Rotary. Lipstick: Gabrielle, Chanel. Nails: Dragon, Chanel.

You're now reading the blog of Rebecca Cohen, BA (Hons)! On Thursday I went to the robing room (yep) to collect this bad boy, and found myself sitting in the Philharmonic ready for my few seconds on stage to collect that little bit of paper that sums up three years of hard work. Sitting alongside some of the most talented people I know, the hall was filled with proud friends and family congratulating their gowned companions, and my hands were more than a little sore after about three hours of solid applause. After the ceremony had finished, without any literal slip ups which I'd been worrying about happening for months, my mum and I managed to grab a few outfit snaps on Abercromby Square - the location of the English offices, just outside the Sydney Jones Library. Of course my friends and I had to grab a couple of typical throwing our mortar boards in the air photos before splitting up to meet our families for food (I went to one of my favourite independent restaurants, The Quarter, for a vegetarian sharing board, and prawn and chorizo pasta). That evening we checked into a budget hotel (the less said about that the better) to prep for our last night out together as students. Suitable amounts of jägerbombs and egg fried rice later, we were ready to collapse. Groggy the next morning, it was sad to pack up all our belongings and wish each other a temporary goodbye, but it feels pretty darn fantastic to have graduated in such good company.

Best of luck to everyone else who's graduating (or has graduated!) in the next few weeks - congratulations!

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