My first look at Harper’s Bazaar, December 2011. Apparently I’m not the only one harping back to their Di Caprio in The Beach crush circa the year 2000 (it actually began in 1997 – Titanic, duhhh). Also featuring the best eye make-up I think I’ve ever seen. WANT. (Gayle, take note). And the cutest picture of Jagger. And a Bowie mullet. Standard.
Let’s face it, Summer’s just not going to happen this year, is it? With that in my mind, can Autumn hurry itself up, please. I quite fancy a change of wardrobe scenery. Tights (currently not an option) would work a treat with my new shoes, thanks. Heavens, I hope you’re listening.
I’m working all weekend. However, the boy and I have both got the same day off next week (rare) and so we’re planning to go out (rare!) for some sort of food in town (I say ‘some sort of’ when clearly I mean ‘pizza’). I believe they call it date night around these parts. Urgh, I could hardly bring myself to say that. Any excuse to eat pizza, I say.
And for now, a tenuously related photo (entirely unrelated – it just looks good/autumnal) of Jean Shrimpton. Look, she’s got new shoes too.
Today consists mostly of homemade strawberry and apple smoothies – my new obsession, don’tcha know. I panic sometimes about not eating enough fruit (I panic sometimes about a lot of things), so smoothies are the current solution. I’ve got major amounts of reading to catch up on: both Saturday and Sunday’s newspapers, plus the as yet unopened copies of Vogue and Harper’s beside my bed. That doesn’t look like it’s going to happen today though as I’m also right in the middle of an application form, which will no doubt turn out to be fruitless (me, cynical? Never.) I’ve also got to work later, so hopefully I’ll read something when I eventually fall into bed. Rediscovering The Only Ones – Another Girl, Another Planet, has added some much need joy to my day though. I was once infatuated with this song but it seemed to slip off the radar somewhere along the line and I haven’t listened to it for years – you’ll be pleased to know it’s still as good as the first time I heard it. Just to further complicate my day, I keep googling potential new haircuts (I’m just flirting with the idea) and Chantal Goya is the only one who seems to have it just right. We’ll see about that though. Cor, this is a long old paragraph. Smoothies and reading and applications and work and songs and haircuts. Whatever next, eh?