This is an excellent example of how blogging has changed me. I own a piece of clothing in leopard print. I remember swearing high and low as a 16 year old that I would NEVER EVER wear leopard print. Sorry 16 year old self, I have let you down. On the upside I am allowed to drive, drink (obviously not at the same time) and set my own curfews. So all in all I turned out pretty cool, even if I do all these things wearing something that resembles a dead leopard! Who knows, I if I wear it often enough I could become an honorary member of the Zulu Royal family?