Yesterday Tincarabell awakes to what sounds like the helpless wails of a distressed cat pumping out of her sister's laptop [no, it was Sophie Ellis- Bextor], so running away with an early exit from the house, along to the polling station to match her bright red nails to her vote.
She also discovered this, get ready for a gigglathon .
Tincarabell is wearing [amazing digital print] dress [prada]; sweatshirt [Ashish for Topshop]; shoes [office]; tights [falke]
