I like strange, emotionally-draining books, and my favourite colour is electric blue. I have too many shoes, few of which are practical or comfortable. I have an eye for vintage clothes and charity shop finds and can never resist a bargain. Photographs of me are consistently terrible. I identify with Scarlett O'Hara:

Scarlett O'Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were. Her eyes were green without a touch of hazel, starred with briskly black lashes and slightly tilted at the ends. But for all the modesty of her spreading skirts, the demureness of hair netted smoothly into a chignon and the quietness of small white hands folded in her lap, her true self was poorly concealed. The green eyes in the carefully sweet face were turbulent, willful, lusty with life, distinctly at variance with her decorous demeanor.