I am so the loneliest girl in London. I'm at Starbucks attached to the Hayward gallery. Starbucks - the weekend refuge for the lonely and budgetarily challenged. We can buy a cup of tea and sit here for hours. However, I have splurged. I got a panini as well. Splurge - not only have I spent the money, I have eaten and it's carbs. All of these are taboo in my life of late. The guy next to me is on his laptop. A tech-advanced version of me with my pink brocade covered journal. There are a couple of ladies near me talking about how long they've been married. Clearly I have jealousy coursing through all of my veins. The girl serving here is the sweetest girl alive! She's a doll - having a chat with everyone. I wish I wasn't the grumpy, sour faced thing I am.
Wardrobe summary: green Hard Hearted Harlot anklet boots, top shop jeans, Cavalli polka dot sleeved black knit, cream Marc Jacobs jacket, black fabric Fendi Spy bag. Makeup: Nars Emotional Rescue palette.
For someone so lonely I look great. I feel really good about my outfit but so disappointed with myself for being lazy and just wearing jeans.
I just finished checking out 'How To Change the World'. I don't exactly feel thrilled or inspired by it. I was bored for the most part. I like the Caulfields and I loved the Bob Law. There was a quote about how his black canvases could swallow you whole. You know what, he's so right. Especially in my current emotional state. I've never felt so manic-d in my life. I'm swinging so violently. I should mention here that my SoH decided not to see me anymore last weekend. SoH = Source of Happiness. Dating him was the best time I've ever had in my life. In a cuddle on his bed I would think that the moment we were having actually made up for all my icky man related moments from the past. Suddenly retracting his presence from my life has felt equal to having my insides removed with a rusty spoon.
And so, in Starbucks, I sit. Feeling sad, lonely, dissatisfied and looking tres glamorous.
Oooohhh - a person just talked to me! Tech-version-of-me just asked what I was writing about! Am I an artist? Why did I say no to that? Do I blog? He writes stand up comedy for a hobby. That must be hard but cool.
Back to me. He's clearly bored of talking to me. Time to head home, think about what to wear tomorrow when I collect the items I left at SoH's house. He's meeting me at work. Clearly I need to look stunning. I think a valium and a hot bath are in order first.
xxx
Wardrobe summary: green Hard Hearted Harlot anklet boots, top shop jeans, Cavalli polka dot sleeved black knit, cream Marc Jacobs jacket, black fabric Fendi Spy bag. Makeup: Nars Emotional Rescue palette.
For someone so lonely I look great. I feel really good about my outfit but so disappointed with myself for being lazy and just wearing jeans.
I just finished checking out 'How To Change the World'. I don't exactly feel thrilled or inspired by it. I was bored for the most part. I like the Caulfields and I loved the Bob Law. There was a quote about how his black canvases could swallow you whole. You know what, he's so right. Especially in my current emotional state. I've never felt so manic-d in my life. I'm swinging so violently. I should mention here that my SoH decided not to see me anymore last weekend. SoH = Source of Happiness. Dating him was the best time I've ever had in my life. In a cuddle on his bed I would think that the moment we were having actually made up for all my icky man related moments from the past. Suddenly retracting his presence from my life has felt equal to having my insides removed with a rusty spoon.
And so, in Starbucks, I sit. Feeling sad, lonely, dissatisfied and looking tres glamorous.
Oooohhh - a person just talked to me! Tech-version-of-me just asked what I was writing about! Am I an artist? Why did I say no to that? Do I blog? He writes stand up comedy for a hobby. That must be hard but cool.
Back to me. He's clearly bored of talking to me. Time to head home, think about what to wear tomorrow when I collect the items I left at SoH's house. He's meeting me at work. Clearly I need to look stunning. I think a valium and a hot bath are in order first.
xxx
1 comment:
helloooo - I like the blog chic xx dont be too lonely - youre in my thoughts!
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