made with love

Rows and rows of scrapbooking items, myraid of colours, v pretty. Reminds me of my favourite season when orange-gold leaves are falling in the Autumn.

Side-tracking, I wonder if I'm abnormal sometimes. A little cold for love, slightly lacking in sentiment. As soon as someone's interest flags my own feelings start to go that way too. As Clive Owen said in Croupier, hold on tightly - let go lightly. I don't give people enough chances.

Yet, R has always been there. It probably doesn't make sense but just a reflection.

In any case, the fan is finally done up, framed in white. Has to go up on the wall soon.

X'mas came early

The party turned out to be better than I had expected. It wasn't packed at the ballroom but just quite right with an interesting mix of middle-aged men and older women. Elin and I could have been almost the youngest of the lot - oh wait, other than the little girls we saw clinged onto their mums.

The retail area done up nicely did homage to the whole Lancôme branding. I loittered around the skincare counters and then lingered about the makeup areas before being drawn irresistably to the eau de parfum...

They say scent is the most powerfully memory-associated of all the senses. And that it is also the most neglected. It is so ephemeral. You become quickly tired of strong ones, but can't get enough of the tease, the slightest waft of an almost-remembered association.

Hmm...tempting. Yet I left the tea party with just the Hypnôse mascara set (sounded utterly dramatic, would be lying if I said I wasn't toying with the idea of Audrey Hepburn lashes). It's just a weakness, I don't know why.

Feeling v tetchy today. Am unsure whether this is to do with some fairly disappointing news I received yesterday, or the fact that I was up tossing and turning on Thursday night.

Life is rough sometimes.

I know I haven't really been in action of late. The market has in some sense (with its constant sideways trading) flattened me out. But yes, survival is vital key.


Very much so recently, I have been so inspired by Blair in the new Gossip Girl series that even though her wardrobe is supposedly catered to that of a 14-year old upper east side Manhanttan teenager, I was propelled into looking for more work wear. Well, something classy enough to fit me in my comfort zone yet with a pinch of detail enough to make me arch an eyebrow up slightly. Hmm doesn't say enough does it? The email I received in my inbox from R read "Raoul sale 3 days only". So it's out to the shops for me. Crisp white 2-ply egyptian cotton in luxurious lines.

Shopping with LX was enjoyable. Enough shirt buys for the rest of the year.

More, later.

You know your friends have outgrown you when...

-1- A couple who met after you and your partner started dating have invited you round to see their new house and baby and are talking about the next addition to their family.
-2- House parties aren't bring-your-own-food anymore...
-3- ...and it's always more often than not, house parties and not casual barbeques.
-4- The women agree, you're lucky you can still get away with wearing that...
-5- ...and as soon as you leave they'll say what they're really thinking.
-6- You have more in common with the children playing with their toys than anyone else.
-7- Friends are focused on everything else - their jobs, their men and female outings are significantly reduced. (sad but true)