is this the end?

The apocalypse is happening in the UK in a very British was indeed. Slow and boring but relentless. In other words, it has not stopped raining.

I work in Shepperton studios which has somehow managed to stay as isolated as ever and seems totally unscathed by the drizzle of doom.

Something very weird happened today though. Whilst at my desk, imputing data (the glamour) I realised I was…warm…There was…sunshine…

I’m now making elaborate plans for the summer that will inevitably never happen. Mostly involving roller skates, long boards, beaches and taking cocktails really seriously.

there's always room for more sparkle.

because when is glitter NOT a daily essential?

I believe this comes from here?

quietly Lohan-ing.

collecting.

For some reason, England decided to stop playing up and blessed us with sunshine this weekend. It was deeply confusing and highly exciting.
We decided to take a trip back to our university town to source some pieces for the new flat. We were lucky to catch a very out of the way place just before it closed and picked up what I can only describe as the sexiest cutlery set I've ever seen.

I've also been stuffing my little face quite heartily! We've promised ourselves we won't go out for dinner most nights every night.
We'll see how long that lasts.

 

going home.

A lot has happened.
The most important thing being putting an offer on a flat with two of the most important people in my life and some random boy I met last year who I have become very fond of.
I'm considering this to be my proper move to London. We will finally have social space, a kitchen that is actually big enough to cook in and the one thing every home should have, a craft room.
We're all very excited and I hope to document the transformation of the flat. Probably a very empty threat but hopefully it will be a thing to be proud of!

 

I was away.

But now I'm back. Ready to cocktail my way to the end of 2012.

let's fly away.

William Egglestone. Untitled (Glass in Airplane)