Lady loves…
* Sunday afternoons spent with my favourite girl on Brunswick Street, cafe hopping for hours.
* Pale tights. White, cream, pale pink… it’s all about pale tights this winter.
* The arrival of cold weather. I love snuggling down in my bed under layers of heavy blankets with a hot water bottle. Sigh!
* Crawling home yesterday and feeling utterly wretched only to have Roomy Smaggle make me a pot of special Japanese feel good tea. I love her.
* Plucking my eyebrows. Virgos love that clean face thing.
* Alec Baldwin. I’m having a serious 30 Rock addiction right now and it’s all about Alec. Although, after Team America I have major problems not saying ‘Arec Baldren’.
* Learning gem setting. I’m utterly rubbish at it but it’s oddly therapeutic.
* Buying plants. I have a plan to turn my house into a jungle.
Lady loathes…
* Chrysanthemums and the tacky florists that insist on pimping them every Mother’s Day. ‘I love you Mum. Here’s a bouquet of mucus coloured blossoms that look like tissues!’. Note to said tacky florists, writing ‘ChrysantheMUMS!’ is not clever. It makes me throw up in my mouth a little bit.
* How clumsy I am. I spilled vegetable juice on the floor, stabbed myself with a file, tripped over the lounge room rug and burnt 50% of the hair off my left arm…. today. That’s why I’m always shocked whenever a misguided person calls me graceful.
* Finally having my own bookshelf, placing all my Frankie magazines in a row and realising I’m missing number 33. If anyone isn’t anal retentive like I am and has a spare Frankie number 33 lying around… I love you long time!
Love Lady Smaggle
xxx