WANDERLUST RISING...

Sunday, 31 May 2009
Looking through my flickr sets of places I've travelled to makes me want . to . GO . SOMEWHERE . NOW. 1- Florence, Italy, May '082- Champagne, France, June '08 3- Musandam Peninsula, Oman, December '07

CREATIVE VISUALISATION...

Thursday, 28 May 2009
I went to pick up my glasses and um, I don't really like them* at all! But the optician said no, they really suit you, especially with your job being a librarian. I went, what? I'm not a librarian! Oh! No! I was just messing around when I was trying them on and saying oh these ones, I'm a librarian, these ones, I'm an architect etc etc. He looked quite dismayed.That was a little flimsy for a blog

COCO...

Wednesday, 27 May 2009
I went to a screening of Coco Before Chanel last night. (Merci E!) I noticed a good few women there were wearing ropes of pearls or were dressed in black, and I admit even I re-pedicured my toes with Rouge Noir. Something about Coco Chanel makes you feel she would be perfectly capable of rising from the dead to give you a good bollocking for seeing 'her' film improperly groomed. Thankfully,

QUIET...

Tuesday, 26 May 2009
Sorry it's quiet here. Lola has injured herself quite badly trying to jump up from the garden, while the steps that I fell through were finally being replaced. Bizarrely it was the top step that I fell through and the very same top step that she jumped through, which hurt her spine and hind legs. I had to call out the emergency vet at midnight on Saturday night who gave her an injection (and

AESOP...

Wednesday, 20 May 2009
I finally visited the Aesop shop in Mount Street, an area that has undergone a radical transformation from sleepy Mayfair backwater, home to a couple of posh hairdressers, in the past couple of years. Balenciaga, Lanvin, Annick Goutal, the revamped Scotts and The Connaught are the sights, not the quaint old fashioned shops, though the butchers and the tobacco shop still seem to be hanging on. A

PIANO...

Monday, 18 May 2009
I'm in a funny mood today. I either want to go back to bed or buy things instead of paying my parking ticket. The Piano Shirt I liked from last A/W is half price at Toujours Toi...

NEWS...

Sunday, 17 May 2009
*The Evening Standard has suffered a horrific re-design, in particular the ES magazine, which I've been picking up every Friday for god knows how many years, now looks like a free small town gazette or some kind of brochure that sells yachting equipment. That title font: How could they? (They've also given Peaches Geldof her own advice column, but at least you can flick past that.)*A.P.C. are

THE INTERNETS HAVE FINALLY BLINDED ME...

Thursday, 14 May 2009
Well, that is perhaps a slight exaggeration. I had an eye test yesterday; my first in er, cough, oh look over there, um, never. Wow. I'd never needed one before because of my perfect 20/20 vision you see. That was the misapprehension I had been labouring under anyway. But since all I ever do is stare at a computer screen, scroll, type and read I thought I'd better get it checked out. They put me

THEN AND NOW...

Tuesday, 12 May 2009
Then: Charlotte Rampling in Georgy Girl - Now: photographed by Jacques Bosser. Then: Jane Birkin with Serge - credit unknown - Now: photographed by Carole BellaïcheContinuing on a theme - I have been pondering this so much that I think I could fill an entire book on the subject. It's hard to marshal my thoughts though. I'm wondering how it is that (I'll speak for myself at least) Jane Birkin and

OH MARC, LOLA LOVES YOU TOO...

Friday, 8 May 2009
She will be impossible to live with now Marc Jacobs has gone and named a perfume after her. (I do believe Venetia Scott's daughter is also called Lola)

TREASURES...

Wednesday, 6 May 2009
Left: my mum and my uncle c.1949, right: my granny c.1910My mum and granny c.1960{family photos ©}

RETURN...

I've been away visiting family far away from London. This photo is misleading: I took it round the corner from my flat before I went. I hardly took any pictures there but it was green, so green everywhere. I saw a lot of cute lambs and then I ate one. Trying to assimilate back into a life that doesn't include doing the Telegraph cryptic crossword every day (as my aunt does, my mum did and my