On Thursday at school it was Commemoration, which is the day of graduation for the Upper 6th: my last ever day at school. 


Me & my Grandma | Thais & I

It’s traditional for everyone to wear either court dress (these white dresses for the girls and tail coats and breeches for the guys) or the national dress of their country if they’re not British. I was totally in love with Thais’ Moroccan national dress!


Lots of people were complaining about the white traditional court dresses we had to wear, but I was actually very, very sad to take mine off. The only things I could not wait to get off were the very, very high ankle breaker Carvella platform white heels I wore to the service in Canterbury Cathedral in the morning – switched them out for my Jaeger wedges for lunch, speeches and afternoon tea!



In the evening we had the leavers ball before we went onto a nightclub afterwards. My dress is from Karen Millen. 


My Grandma took this photo in out hallway while I was brushing my hair and checking my lipstick – it lets you get a good look at the back of the dress too. The photos don’t show it, but it went down to just above my knee. 

I don’t think it has really hit me that it it all over yet, but I’m pretty sure it will soon! Those of you who have finished 6th form/ High School, especially this year, what were your last days like?