Everyone loves a red haired kid with braces, a puppy and his bruvver...right? Here you go, Jackson,Teddy and Cy two years ago. Happy Birthday Tedmeister, you've been a good old dog.
|Jackson, Teddy and Cy two years ago|
People say Jackson is never on my blog. Fact is he's rarely around, lately he's stopped even pretending he lives here; just collects his clothes and wanders back to his friends house to eat/sleep/watch tv. Oh, he'll text us around 11pm. If I could live there too I would, they have really nice fresh fish dinners. If Jackson is ever famous I imagine his biography will refer to us (in passing) as his "biological parents".
A very long long weekend friends and I was at my computer every minute, either wailing at the screen or eating reviving toast with lashings of buttah. Been procrastinating over an article and finally I wrote it. It was not even a difficult piece, but it was paaainful to write. As Dorothy Parker would say, I hate writing, I love having written.
This was the dress I was wearing in my mind to the Valentines party we went to. The party had a bartender from Wood Tavern. He bought all the mixes in plain bottles with typed labels and it made everything look fresh. Apparently bartenders call women who drink slowly "book clubbers."
|Giambattista Valli, Only $8208...and you get the back too!|
This is what I actually wore, nothing spesh. I had two too many sips too many of the lovely lemony cocktails and felt bit delicate next day. Those jolly last sips... they're always the mulleting ones. Good news was - everyone there was very entertained by my anecdotes. Or they thought I was a dreadful bore, you choose.
|Wore this three nights in a row, Just realised I am a button person|
|Everyone's in the kitchen at pardees|
|Our friend Michael of Mike'n'Kenny at drinks party. Hobnobbing with redheads around Valentines is good luck|
The juxtaposition between these photos (a college entrance person told us college essays always contain the words juxtaposition and myriad. "Tell your kids it's better to write 'a lot' " she said. ) of what I would like to look like and what I actually looked like reminded me of someone who showed me their outfit photo once and said: "Oh, but actually I looked a lot better than this photo shows. I just looked just amazing!" Can you imagine being that confident?
|Also wore me sparkly Pradas. Got them half price, have been good to me, comfy.|
Weary of my Teddy witterings? Best skip this par. Teddy's water therapy is over but now we've had to hire a dog whisperer to re-train him. I have also considered calling this dog psychic who apparently tells your dog stuff over the phone. And then tells you what your dog said. Apparently quite a few of the dogs say: "Could you get some more of those liver treats." Funny that. Anyway some women buy Laboutins, I have this dog.
|Boy George this week.|
|Me and Kevin at the 2006 school auction, the two faces of Boy George. I don't suit red hair.|
Could someone please please open up a good Indian restaurant in the Bay Area? I miss the magnificent Khans in Bayswater even though they were rude and I miss M&S Indian heater uppers.