RIP Amy! xo
Monday, July 25, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
The Boys of Summer
The summer is in full swing. But with rain dominating our lives for the last few weeks, I'm aching for lazy days with less clothes and more accessories. What's your favourite summer accessory?
Trying to get into lower cut tanks on the side to show off my stars... having to watch the love handles though!
You can never have too many sunnies - I'm loving my wayfarers this summer.
Summer is the perfect excuse to get your kit off - guns and abs... every boys style trick.
The bigger (the hat) the better!
Switching it up with the double headband - courtsey of Shao's wardrobe. Need to get my hands on some - any ideas where?
Monday, June 27, 2011
Happy Place
I couldn't sleep last night. Having had one too many Mimosa's at my friends birthday brunch, I came home in the evening and passed out fully clothed... I was even clutching my Blackberry and wearing my shoes still. Classy! I woke up at ten thirty and couldn't, for the life of me, return to absent consciousness.
So I counted sheep. I planned my work outfit down to the cologne that matched the shirt. I watched an old episode of Grey's Anatomy. I read the first chapter of Catcher in the Rye. And I even thought of having a night time tug. Nothing worked!
Fresh out of any pharmaceutical sleeping aids, I was about to resign myself to a Monday full of caffeine, when I suddenly slipped into a happy place. Resting my head between my pillow and the mattress, I was transported to an afternoon in London last month, where I had nestled myself into Mr Darcy's shoulder, his arm draped around my body. I recall that we were both hungover, festering in front of the television and as Darcy played on his iPhone, I slipped in and out of consciousness, feeling relaxed, comfortable and safe.
I held those feelings of that impromptu nap as I clutched onto my pillow last night... I could already feel my body getting lighter, slowly drifting off into a blissful slumber.
PING! PING! PING! The sound of my alarm clock bellowing down my ear and stealing me from my happy place. I swear I was only there for about 45 minutes... Needless to say, I consumed 3 coffee's today.
It may have only been a fleeting visit last night, but I'm going back to the happy place. See you there! :)
So I counted sheep. I planned my work outfit down to the cologne that matched the shirt. I watched an old episode of Grey's Anatomy. I read the first chapter of Catcher in the Rye. And I even thought of having a night time tug. Nothing worked!
Fresh out of any pharmaceutical sleeping aids, I was about to resign myself to a Monday full of caffeine, when I suddenly slipped into a happy place. Resting my head between my pillow and the mattress, I was transported to an afternoon in London last month, where I had nestled myself into Mr Darcy's shoulder, his arm draped around my body. I recall that we were both hungover, festering in front of the television and as Darcy played on his iPhone, I slipped in and out of consciousness, feeling relaxed, comfortable and safe.
I held those feelings of that impromptu nap as I clutched onto my pillow last night... I could already feel my body getting lighter, slowly drifting off into a blissful slumber.
PING! PING! PING! The sound of my alarm clock bellowing down my ear and stealing me from my happy place. I swear I was only there for about 45 minutes... Needless to say, I consumed 3 coffee's today.
It may have only been a fleeting visit last night, but I'm going back to the happy place. See you there! :)
Monday, June 20, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Unsent
*This blog entry is coming to you via London, as I sit in Mr Darcy's lounge. I've been here for the last 4 days and will be here for the next two weeks.
To put it plainly, I'm happy. Really happy.
Though having said that, for the last few months I feel like my whole life has been in limbo. I've thrown myself into work and really tried to impress my managers but it seems politics have worked against my favour and i got passed over for a promotion recently.
Socially, I stumbled onto some personal issues with my close friends... It's hard when people don't see eye to eye but its even harder when those are the very people you expected to listen without prejudice. Long stories are longer stories when they involve a number of different people, but the short version is that I have to learn to give my friends the chance to adjust to decisions I make as much as I do.
Love life? Well this is why I'm writing my blog all the way from the UK. Since we last met, I still have not been able to shake that lovin' feeling for a certain English gentleman. I know everyone is probably thinking it's cuz I haven't met anyone that will help me get over it. But it's as the saying goes... When you know, you know.
And I do know how I feel, and I do know what I want but I guess the question is this... Is it how he (still) feels and is it what he (still) wants?
I haven't managed to broach the subject with him yet, mainly because I don't want to burst the bubble and I'm nervous as hell that he could just turn around and say that it's not going to work...
But for the time being I'm really happy. Happy to just be in the same country as Mr Darcy and happy to be spending time with him.
*London 2/5/11
To put it plainly, I'm happy. Really happy.
Though having said that, for the last few months I feel like my whole life has been in limbo. I've thrown myself into work and really tried to impress my managers but it seems politics have worked against my favour and i got passed over for a promotion recently.
Socially, I stumbled onto some personal issues with my close friends... It's hard when people don't see eye to eye but its even harder when those are the very people you expected to listen without prejudice. Long stories are longer stories when they involve a number of different people, but the short version is that I have to learn to give my friends the chance to adjust to decisions I make as much as I do.
Love life? Well this is why I'm writing my blog all the way from the UK. Since we last met, I still have not been able to shake that lovin' feeling for a certain English gentleman. I know everyone is probably thinking it's cuz I haven't met anyone that will help me get over it. But it's as the saying goes... When you know, you know.
And I do know how I feel, and I do know what I want but I guess the question is this... Is it how he (still) feels and is it what he (still) wants?
I haven't managed to broach the subject with him yet, mainly because I don't want to burst the bubble and I'm nervous as hell that he could just turn around and say that it's not going to work...
But for the time being I'm really happy. Happy to just be in the same country as Mr Darcy and happy to be spending time with him.
*London 2/5/11
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Just Can't Get Enough
Two and half blissful weeks spent in London with the charming, delightfully sexy, beautiful, engaging, inspirational and romantic hero :)
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