Kirsty originally comes from the New Forest, which is lovely but doesn’t have much going on besides tiny ponies and jam. She moved to London a few years ago with the foolish notion in her head of making a career as a folk singer and has been here ever since. After having long, curly hair for her whole life, she recently made the bold decision to cut it all off, and thinks therefore that she is something of a fashion icon. The poor deluded fool.
What I Do, Job-wise: Oh, this and that, this and that *mysterious face*
What I Do, Fun-wise: I write and sing melancholy folk songs, knit incredibly simple patterns (scarf anyone?), hanker after tiny fluffy bunny rabbits and read lots and lots.
My Motto: I really don’t have one, because I do things half-arsed and am happy with this - I don’t need a peppy motto to make me feel guilty about it. At Uni my Hall’s motto was “Bibo Ergo Sum” which says more about them than me.
My Anti-Motto: “Don’t put off until tomorrow what can be done today”
The First Movie Star I Ever Had A Crush On: Ewan McGregor in A life less ordinary
My “celebs to make out with” list: Sean Bean (in his Sharpe days), David Tenant um…. anyone in a leading romantic role really, I’m not that fussy.
The Most Played Song On My iTunes: It will either be Bon Iver “Holocene”, or Taylor Swift “You belong with me”. Because I am wicked cool.
Last Book I Read Without Skimming Any Parts:Sharpe’s Battle. I just really like Sharpe, OK?
My Most Worn Item of Clothing: Probably a lovely pink Jack Wills jumper that is full of holes, but too nice to throw away. Because I like, really want to be posh, ya?
Beauty Products That I Hoard: Is this a thing? I don’t hoard beauty products. I drop them on the floor and spill them down myself, but I definitely don’t hoard them. But I suppose the thing I use most is Avon mascara and Vaseline.
I smell like: Pure Poison, if I’m going somewhere fancy, or probably impulse or something for work.
I Have Faked An Orgasm (Yes/No): A couple of times yeah, if they’re really persistent and I’m getting bored. Oh dear, that doesn’t make me sound very good does it?!