I am Niquee, otherwise known as Monique Moore. Monique is actually my second name, and I have a double barrelled surname. No posh insults. I am not posh. I am part French and can speak the language, though not quite fluently. I grew up England, somewhere possibly approximating the North. I now live in the South with two of my best friends, Stuss and Chilli. Yes, we all have stupid nicknames, We used to have a really tight crew that spent every waking teenage moment together. But people get older. We spread our wings. We used to hang out at 'skating' spots, go to shows and think we were scene. It makes me smile. Back in the day, I used to rock baby pink dreads and wear clothes that were far too big for me. My mother would despair of me.

Some years elapsed, I went to Uni, then moved to LDN. I happily worked at a Vegan shop, even though I wasn't Vegan. The Vegan Militia didn't like that. Eventually I became a model, even though it was possibly the worst job I could think of, and as I was told an infinite amount of times, a waste of my IQ. I know, I know. thats why I write, to keep the brain working. I love it, and write about anything.

Other random things of note...mmm, my closet is hopelessly messy. I am extremely hopeless with men, which anyone would note if they have read my blogs before. I am constantly jetlagged. I enjoy cupcakes and macaroons. I customise a lot of my own clothes. My favourite shoes are my Louboutins. Someone on the internet once called me "a gold diggin' groupie with the brains of an amoeba". It was in reference to a picutre of me standing next to her favourite pop star. Aaah. I adore my friends. They are incredibly talented. I adore you, for taking the time out to read this drivel. I'm mostly just wasting time. I'm at my parents home, and there's nothing else to do.