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Dear Self,
Next time you wake up half an hour before your alarm and think 'Hey, I actually feel good I should get up' then proceed to roll over and force yourself back to sleep — knowing that you'll wake up feeling worse — just get up. Or at least try not to lose your phone/miss the bus/get caught in the rain/sit on you specs in your sleep induced stupor.
...puppy?
Someone told me about some cheap flights to the land of Oz — thank you someone, you know who you are — and in a moment of glorious impulse I booked a couple of tickets for me and My Boy. So in the early months of next year, I'll be hauling my pasty butt across the ocean to sprawl on glorious golden sands and do some serious freckle accumulation. You bloody beauty.
I went to an 'In Yo Face' party on the weekend. I had to wear something on my face that normally wouldn't be there. There are lots of things that normally wouldn't be on my face, so it was difficult to narrow it down. My friends and I settled on an animal-head theme, it was a real...hoot. (Sorry, I couldn't help myself.)
Dear Santa,
This year I'd like a giant lop rabbit to fall asleep into on days like this. I'd also like the entire A.P.C fall/winter 09 collection, please.
Lots of love,
Dandy x
A serious case of Mondayitis.
Strikes again.
When trying to look nonchalant cool (when in reality posing your butt off) one must consider a few vital things. The first and foremost being the height of one's platforms, and the balance one may or may not have on them. Other things include; current wind conditions; crowd control; and ankle strength and flexibility.
Halloween is over for the year. I spent my weekend dressed as a witch writing the spell for eternal happiness (is that weird considering I didn't actually go to any parties?) I'm still finishing the list of ingredients...
