I'm sad. But it's sad that I am sad. I am sad because tonight is one of those nights when I "have to" go home. Home to the prison cell that is MY bedroom in south london. I would much rather go home to OUR bedroom. But I need to wash clothes, pick up my camera for the wedding tomorrow, etc.. So I will cook and eat my dinner alone. and go to bed alone. sad.
when did I become such a saddo??
Thursday, 30 October 2008
christmas gift list
Please Father Christmas may I have this glogg set (for swedish mulled wine) for my christmas present this year.
p.s could I receive it before Demember 13th, as I would like to use it for my lucia/christmas party?
hot like a potato
mmm I have just finished my surprisingly tasty lunch, which consisted of a jacket potato made in the microwave (works very well actually, you don't get the crispy skin, but still tasty and very quick!) filled with tuna and a bit of butter. On the side I had some salad made with tomato, cucumber and sweetcorn and the key ingredient, gronsakskrydda, The swedish salad seasoning which makes everything yummy (and it's NOT cheating in my book...)
Super easy, cheap and healthy and I can prepare it in the miniscule kitchen at work.
Super easy, cheap and healthy and I can prepare it in the miniscule kitchen at work.
fashion disaster
I have to tell you about the fashion show I went to a couple of nights ago... I had been invited by an acquantiance in the industry (your typical fashionista gay guy, fabulous darling!). The catwalk show was to launch the sping summer 09 collections by two british based brands of swim/resortwear. They would both retail between £150-£300. When we arrived to the venue everything seemed completely fine and dandy. We had a couple of glasses of champagne and mingled, as you do. There wasn't anyone of particular interest there but the venue and set up looked nice enough. As we sat down for the catwalk show my boyfriend tried to contain his excitement at being at his first swimwear fashionshow, half naked women would soon walk down the catwalk, inches away from of our front row seats. The music started playing, building up to the moment when the first beautiful model would emerge from behind the white screens. And then.....
oh dear god. The most hideous models wearing the most hideous and unflattering swimwear appeared. The audience just sat there in absolut shock, their faces saying "this is what you dragged me here, in the pissing rain may I add, to see??" I don't know how to describe the models without sounding like a total bitch, but my boyfriends comment "I wouldn't sleep with any of them, and I'm a male whore!" was pretty telling. It wasn't so much there physique, which varied from anorectic 13 year old to cellulite-land, as the complete lack of charisma, confidence and effort (one had a big bruise on her leg, another was wearing big visible pants under her swimsuit, and several could have done with a leg wax). Also, the swimwear was so unflattering and illfitting that the models didn't even stand a chance.
The show must have been completely detrimental to their brand, the buyer next to me told me she had written an order already, but now wasn't going to confirm it as she was so horrified at how bad the fit was!
Well one thing I did learn from the show was how not to do a fashion show.
oh dear god. The most hideous models wearing the most hideous and unflattering swimwear appeared. The audience just sat there in absolut shock, their faces saying "this is what you dragged me here, in the pissing rain may I add, to see??" I don't know how to describe the models without sounding like a total bitch, but my boyfriends comment "I wouldn't sleep with any of them, and I'm a male whore!" was pretty telling. It wasn't so much there physique, which varied from anorectic 13 year old to cellulite-land, as the complete lack of charisma, confidence and effort (one had a big bruise on her leg, another was wearing big visible pants under her swimsuit, and several could have done with a leg wax). Also, the swimwear was so unflattering and illfitting that the models didn't even stand a chance.
The show must have been completely detrimental to their brand, the buyer next to me told me she had written an order already, but now wasn't going to confirm it as she was so horrified at how bad the fit was!
Well one thing I did learn from the show was how not to do a fashion show.
Wednesday, 29 October 2008
glorious food
tonight special: Pasta with chicken and mushrooms in pesto and cream sauce.
mmm
ps
and little petit filous for pudding (they were on special price in sainsburys)
mmm
ps
and little petit filous for pudding (they were on special price in sainsburys)
chill out
ugh it's so cold and horrible today that even the joy of seeing the first snow fall last night has faded from my memory and I am back to hating winter.
To do:
go to my big walk in wardrobe (otherwise know as poxy bedroom, but these days only used for storage as I impose myself on my boyfriends flatmates instead) at the other end of london and get my ugg boots and wolly socks.
To do:
go to my big walk in wardrobe (otherwise know as poxy bedroom, but these days only used for storage as I impose myself on my boyfriends flatmates instead) at the other end of london and get my ugg boots and wolly socks.
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