Vintage Christmas Decorations.
In particular, baubles. Especially the frosted or woven silk variety. I spent an inordinate amount of time discovering these beauties on eBay this week. There is also an inordinate number of them on my watch list. I fear my bidding frenzy shall be fierce when the time comes – I shall not be held accountable for my actions. (I’ve also got a tiny soft spot for wooden tree decorations too. Just sayin’.)
I’ve just accidentally stumbled across back to back episodes on a previously undiscovered channel. So while it’s not strictly speaking a fad of the past week, it’s a fad of right now so I reckon it counts. Seth Cohen, I’m sorry I’ve neglected you for so long.
So, I’ve finally landed myself some work experience. Probably nothing to do with the fact that I begged and said I’d work for free. Needless to say I’m nervous. Obviously, what to wear is the least of my worries. Got that one down. More concerned how to move my mouth and make words string into sentences that simultaneously mean something. Gonna have to work on that bit. Anyway, I’m sure you’ll here more about that when the time comes.
I lie. Since I became to old to play the guess-the-colour-of-the-next-firework game, bonfire night hasn’t really had sway for me. However, I did love how the temperature conveniently dropped a few degrees and the air was suitably smoky. Might even be able to whack out the winter-wear soon. Eventually. But rather than spending the evening outside, I spent the it camped out on the sofa with half-price fizz. Ideal. (Just so you know, THIS is what I mean by winter-wear.)
Firstly, how on earth it is November, I do not know. I’ve always thought of November being one of the least significant months of the year for me (except for the fact that it’s the one before December). Nothing happens in it for me. But this year, with my internship, hopefully it’ll bring something good.