There was a time - about 3 weeks ago when I left Sydney - when I promised myself that I would stop eating junk, for the sake of my haute couture Joanne Panzarino, and also for the sake of my ever-expanding waistline which now waves at me from across the road.
That time is gone.
Gained a few in China, and back in Seoul less than a week, and my diet has consisted of hanging out my myself like a nigel at coffee shops eating cheesecake & drinking fatty lattes:


Being a waffle-fantastical, ice-cream extraoordinaire:




Fried stuff all round!!

And movie nights with pizza :P

I haven't being laying low with the alcohol either, with friends visiting & boozy dinners (I no longer cook)...
WHAT WEDDING? WHAT DRESS, I ask?
Just hand me that bucket of fries. MUAHAHAHAHAHA.
Here's me with my move night commentary:
yummmmmmsss....i love dessert
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