The one time I actually put some effort into this thing and I deleted it.

I adore this time of year, I swear everyone suddenly becomes incredibly sexy. I love how we're all perched on pavements smoking and drinking wine. It might nearly, nearly, be time for the coconut cup to make its 2010 debut.

I just sold a sequinned biker jacket that I bought for literally nothing for like £90. I feel so much better about the manic spree I had earlier this week. As far as biker jackets go I have one studded, one sequinned, one fitted and one cropped. That can NOT be healthy.

This weekend will be beautiful. Riverside drinks on Friday, Saturday at Embargos and Sunday at Dawn's yearly BBQ. Monday should be something special, something different. I hate that no one seems to act on impulse anymore. Very few things, very few PEOPLE, excite me any more. Thrills and spills.