If a stranger was to take a peek into my wardrobe right now, they could quite rightly assume it belonged to a teenager.  I had hoped by the time I'd reached thirty I would have my own definite sense of style;  I'd know what I liked; which colours and shapes suited me and also the ones to avoid with a barge pole.
But here I am instead, not looking remotely like my style icon Ulyana Sergeenko but lusting over sloppy, slogan covered sweatshirts instead. I can't get enough of them. 





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The oh-so-shic Ulyana Sergeenko.  


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