LAST WEEK, IT RAINED all day on Thursday and Friday, and by Saturday, cabin fever. So we walked in the sun, which finally came out, and joined a festive food stall set up outside the pub down the street where flatbreads, mulled wine, mince pies and caramel shortbread were on the menu. On Saturday night we watched the film ...
AT THE SAME time that I was contemplating wearing sequins over the holidays even if everything ends up small and socially distanced and low-key, a package arrived at the door containing an extra-fancy pair of sweatpants. Now that I (and everyone in the world, it seems) have been spending our lockdown days in sweatshirts and hoodies, it seems foreign to being wearing silk skirts and strappy heels, or button-up blouses and midi dresses.
THIS WEEKEND we put up the Christmas lights and watched The Holiday with wine and popcorn. Yes, it might be a little soon, but this year needed cheering up, so we're beginning early. We're also wrapped up in the holiday mayhem that comes with tracking down missing packages and making sure everyone receives everything on time and are in the midst of beginning a brand new ...
AFTER I LEFT the (traditional) working world for good two years after I began This Is Glamorous, every night, before I went to sleep, I found myself really looking forward to the next morning. That first cup of coffee, reading, working at my desk in my pyjamas. It was, and has been ideal for a long time.
I ORDERED an exercise bike online last Thursday, even before the announcement on Saturday night of a second nationwide lockdown here in England. A few months into the last lockdown, we ended up ordering enough gym equipment to turn the spare room upstairs into a fitness studio. But after all the delicious bread and pasta and wine of the last lockdown ...
THIS WEEKEND WE watched Rebecca, the 2020 adaption of Daphne du Maurier's 1938 novel recently released on Netflix. It's directed by Ben Wheatley and stars Armie Hammer, Lily James and Kristin Scott Thomas. We'd plan to watch this film last week, and I was so excited ...
WE ASKED YOU ON our Instagram Stories what you thought of the Netflix series Emily in Paris and you had a lot of feelings. Many of you loved it, while others had issues with one thing or another, but one thing was certaiini: we were all ready for a Sex and the City type series again. And of course, there are all those glimpses of Paris, as charming and chic as we've always remembered, right down to the elevator-less apartments with questionable plumbing ...
THIS WEEKEND we watched Sofia Coppola's new film, On the Rocks, and on Sunday, ordered a Sunday roast takeaway from the pub up the street, since we've stopped going to pubs a few weeks ago now, after the numbers of covid cases began climbing again. It's unsettling times and everything seems up in the air, but we're both extremely resilient and used to going with the flow and adapting, and we have the crazy stories to prove it ...
P AND I ALWAYS HAVE all of these interesting conversations about everything and often I think, I have to tell them this, or I have to tell them that, but when it comes time to tell you, here on Mondays, I can't remember a thing. The world feels even crazier these past few days than it has before (I know it hardly seems possible) ...
THIS WEEKEND WAS a whirl of films and books and music, all set to the backdrop of a roaring fire, the cottage cosy while outside, leaves fell. We've been talking a lot about everything that has been going on in the world and it can be a bit overwhelming to think about it all, but right now ...
P TOLD ME THAT the wife of a film director we know left him after reading Eat, Pray, Love. I laughed because I thought he was making a joke, but apparently, according to the director, that's exactly what happened. What on earth could possibly be in that book to create such a dramatic reaction? I know that right now, living during this pandemic, people have really begun to take stock of their lives, trying to figure what it is they are really here for, what it is they that really want to do and who it is they want to do it with ...
ON FRIDAY there was a salon appointment in the city, so we decided to spend the day. We stopped in for flat whites at our favourite coffee shop, did a little shopping, visited the art gallery and stopped in for oysters at a fancy food hall ...
THIS WEEKEND WE watched films and drank wine and skipped our workouts. We also discovered the best sourdough toasties at a tiny sandwich shop in the center of town and went back for more the next day. I honestly can't stop thinking about these sandwiches and can't wait until the shop reopens again on Wednesday ...
AWOKE ON SUNDAY morning believing that it was Monday, already in the sleepy morning cobwebs of my mind planning ambitiously, the week ahead before P let me know that it was Sunday. Immediately all thoughts of industry were forgotten and an easy, somnolent mood set back in. It's all mindset, you see, and for some inexplicable reason, I'd lost an entire day and gained it back again just in time to fully enjoy an "extra" day of the weekend
THERE IS AN URGENCY to life here in the UK, that we didn't find in Spain and it seems to be directly dependent on the weather. It's an urgency that's not only sensible, but necessary to help manage the disappointment that will inevitably come during the course of a British summer ...
