’80s fashion man and fashion blogger: I don’t care about money

I grew up on the 70s.

My dad had to borrow money to pay for my mum’s college, so he and his mum bought a wardrobe for me.

I went to the fashion department of my local supermarket and bought a few outfits from a catalogue, and one of the first things I saw was a collection of ’80ies and ’90s tops by the likes of Jadon, Jodie Kidd and Marilyn Manson.

It was like, ‘This is how it’s supposed to look, this is what you’re supposed to wear.

If you’re wearing this, you’re not gonna look like you want to look.’

I think that’s what the 70ers did to me.

They didn’t know what to do with me.

So I got a job as a fashion editor for a big magazine, and they were trying to figure out how to keep me happy and happy.

When they were about to fire me, I went home and wrote this diary, and the next thing I know, it was the cover of the magazine.

I never got any money from that magazine.

It just wasn’t enough to support my lifestyle.

But it taught me a lot about fashion and what it means to be a person.

My first year of university, I worked at a department store called The Gap, and I was so unhappy.

They were trying so hard to keep us happy, but they couldn’t keep up with the trend.

It wasn’t until the late 80s that I found out that the fashion industry is a small, fiercely independent group, and there are only a few of us who make a living doing it.

And so I did my own thing, working at The Gap as a stylist, selling clothing, and selling myself.

I became a fashion designer and a designer-art collector.

I think I’ve been lucky in that I have had a very good time.

My biggest fear was not being able to afford to travel to China for a few months, so I’ve always stayed away.

Now I’m here in Australia, living in a luxury apartment in Melbourne, where I’m surrounded by great people and the perfect surroundings.

I’m happy, I’ve got great friends and I’ve had a lot of fun.

I just hope that my story inspires other people to make their own choices and be happy.