I love it even more when im far too busy having a life and actual things to do to write in it.
So i'll just continue the illusion that i do actually have both of the above things by keeping this sweet and simple.
The read of which i aim to be rather like enjoying (and not telling anyone about) a high quality and surely, legally imported, box of chocolates from croydon market/lidl or similar.
Righto. Well firstly I am hugely indebted to (stealing the find of) Sean by posting the link to this awesome video, but I am way too in love with it to let the chance to self centredly blab about it on here pass me by:
Exclusive/Inclusive. It's deliciousness akin to that of the much maligned strawberry truffle (though i remain an equal opportunities blog by admitting that they aren't everyones favorites (why??!)).
Love.
Check out the way the little smooch-print dress whirlpools around when she's asked to dance by the rather handsome chap in the bar. A-well-he-llooooooo there.
2.
Read the book
Love the book
Foghorn on to everyone that comes close about how good the book is for 4 months until the film comes out.
I give you- Mr. Nice. Green Triangle.
oh and a whipped up cup of coppola/phoenix/downtempo caramelly strokes'll do nicely if you dont mind:
and...oh go on then i'll just have the one...
SUGAR COMA
xxx
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