This weekend

We were lucky enough to crack an invite to go to Switzerland for a Bank Holiday weekend of hiking, red wine and fireplace cuddles. Sadly, with us having to wait until the very last minute to hear whether or not I’d be lucky enough to be granted a Schengen visa, our flights to Zurich now are so expensive that we’ve decided not to go – seriously, it was going to cost more than it will cost us to fly back to New York for a week of Big Apple fun! So here we are, on a Thursday afternoon, with very little planned for a long weekend. John hasn’t been home for four weekends in a row, so he’s looking forward to doing as little as possible. I figured that it may well be time to give it a final push and try to get our living room sorted. With Annie’s help I found these rather darling pouffes which I might go check out this weekend as an extra seating solution.
We’ve also taken the plunge and ordered an Eames chair for the living room – perfect solution to our current sofa-not-large-enough-for-two-tall-people-to-lie-on situation. John will have his very own reclining chair and I get to keep the sofa all for myself! I’ll share some photos of the apartment soon – I promise.

On Saturday we have tickets to go to the LED Festival (London Electronic Dance) – yes, yes, I know. But we mainly bought it because current hot SA act Die Antwoord are performing and after rave reviews of what they did in New York, we’ve been so keen to experience it for ourselves!
I will no doubt be singing ‘A-hee-haaa-hee-jaai, I am your butterrrrfly, I need your protekshion, need your protekshion’. Can’t wait!

Jimmy Who?

After months of being frugal and adjusting to earning my own income in a new town, I finally broke the no-spend-ban I placed on my (brand new!) credit card. And once I swiped, I did not stop! First the background information…I have a friend who has a friend who works for Jimmy Choo. And through this friend of a friend I managed to grab a much-sought-after spot on their annual ‘friends and family’ sale. Gasp! After a sleepless night, I headed out in shoes that would slip on and off easily enough for me to be able to try on many pairs. At the same time if needed. Alas, by the time the plebs (that’s the category I fell into, sadly) got access to the sale, all the size 41 shoes had been plundered to death by the staff and media the day before (is it just me or do all journalists have large feet?). There were pale pink satin pumps, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Then my eyes roved over to the top shelf where hundreds of bags were screaming my name. “Take me home!” they seemed to say. And I did. Three of them. ...And this one in greenAnd it wasn’t easy, I tell you! My arms were sore from the weight of carrying all the ones I wanted to take home, but in the end I had to leave some to the clutches of other desperate shoppers. And I got three. One black basic. One gorgeous olive green basic (I could only find a photo in purple online). And one divine silver basic. And I love them. What do you think?