one of those days

...when you resent having to do work and would rather lie naked under the sun with an ice-cold blood orange juice, or sit on the floor of your best friend's bedroom and tear out pictures you like from fashion magazines, or wander around the art gallery idle and quiet, or sit in a cafe and talk shit over russian caravan tea, or have sex on the floor, or ride trams-cars whilst reading tolstoy, or, or, or -

Relaxing At Home

Truman Capote characteristically kicks back with a book and a cigarette in his hand in his apartment which is, amusingly enough, rather eccentrically cluttered with paraphernalia.

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Easy. Breezy.

Thanks to Global Warming, we have here a heat wave in November. Early November. During exams. Thank you predecessors for screwing up the planet to this extent with your extreme industrialism! Wonderful. Now the only thing we (well, I) can be bothered wearing are outfits that let a breeze in between your legs (oooh!). I'm backing the dress this summer for its airiness and simplicity. I'm going to wear it with big vintage wooden beads and I-don't-give-a-fuck tousled hair.

Hot

Summer has announced its arrival with a radiating 30 degree day of clear blue sky and sunshine. I'm all white tank top-tucked into safari coloured high waisted shorts-with vintage light brown belt-and peach coloured nails to greet the sun and revel in its promises of fun to follow...

Give me a little room to get on with concentration

I have a new-found appreciation for libraries.

Surrounded by others in a similar state of immense anxiety, one finds comfort and solace.

Plus, you can play eye-games with quiet boys with books across the table.

Today I spent all day at the library and it was so much fun, even though I had so many notes to get through.

What I bought today:

- A new nail-polish colour ("Go-Getter" from Kit). Because new colours on your nails refresh your outlook. It's true.

- Ricotta and chicken salad + the most perfect latte

- A book of love poetry. To counteract this growing cynicism.

- A self-help book! For self-helping purposes.

- Floral trainers. Oh yes.

The days were open lately, they went on and on

Stripes. Florals. Bicycle. Mountain. Need I say more?

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