And midnight is coming and I wish that you were here.

Dress: £30, vintage. Shoes: 50p, Russell and Bromley via ebay. Bag: £4, vintage.

This dress was my first "proper" vintage item of clothing. It was actually featured in my first blog post, long reverted to a draft, as something I wore to the seaside for a mother's day outing over three years ago. I don't wear it too much, as generally my love for tomato pasta sauces and white clothing doesn't mix too well, but I thought my final (for now) trip to Liverpool was a big enough occasion to wrestle it out of my wardrobe. Paired with my favourite straw bag, and trusty black pumps, it was the perfect outfit for a wander round the shops and a trip to Byron. I kept the ketchup as far away as possible.

I've been having a think about my blog, and although I do like posting outfit photos and the occasional bit of film photography, I was wondering whether you would be interested in reading about my best charity shop finds, or something similar? Just an idea! Don't worry, I've got plenty more outfit photos ready. And the next one features ducks.

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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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Life's never easy it keeps you guessing as you go.

Leather jacket: The Kooples. Breton: £7, H+M. Joni jeans: £32.40, Topshop. Bally bag: £9.80, vintage shop. Bally boots: £8, charity shop. Necklace: New Look (old). Lipstick: Topshop Mischief.

Despite London's many cafés, there's always going to be a favourite or few of your own. One of my preferred places to rock up to for a smoothie is The Breakfast Club, and Jazmine, Camilla, and I headed to the Spitalfields branch for enough pancakes and french toast to fill even our rumbling tummies. We must've looked an odd bunch, Camilla lookin' cool in white, Jazmine girly in a pink pinafore, and me being, well me, in a striped top and leather jacket, but I couldn't have picked a better bunch to chat over (soon clean) plates with, before heading to Blitz for a quick wander through the rails.

Sorry if you've noticed my slow down in posting over the past couple of weeks, things have been a little hectic here, what with catching up with everyone, a few birthdays, trips to Paris, Isle of Wight, and London, and maybe a frappucino too many. But come Wednesday I'll be speeding my way up to Liverpool for the last time, ready to take the most important outfit photos of my life. Because that's what graduation's all about, isn't it? For the inevitable gown cape selfie, I'll be sharing a few photos on my instagram, so feel free to live vicariously through that.

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