Up all night making those stupid armbands…I’m starting to hate them because it’s so boring to keep making the same thing over and over again, but they’re making my rent, so I guess I shouldn’t complain.

I should complain about that stupid Sweatshop rumour. A local blogger came up to interview me and asked if I used a team of Third-World kids to make my next collection. Wow, do rumours travel fast! How do I stop this one?