for dear bell'uomo, who doesn't understand the blonde thing: blonde is, very simply, better. that is, for me of course. not only does it go really well with my half south east asia half fake tan, it's also a brilliant excuse to use when i don't understand something - ops! blonde moment sorry, can you explain that? - which does happen to me every now and again as i can be, as you very well know, a bit ditzy.
my recently discovered beauty 'things' sometimes work and sometimes don't. they all have their problems though. drinking two litres of water a day and taking a diuretic on top of that means i have to go to the loo every five minutes (even without drinking that much water i go every five minutes! dammit!). having to put on fake tan means i have to walk around the bathroom naked waiting for it to dry, or my clothes will get stained. earlier i was putting on shimmering moisturising oil (you know, the hawaian pure monoi stuff) which left me all shimmering and moisturised, but also incredibly greasy (on top of that, the bottle fell into the tub and i wasted about half of it, sigh). and the list goes on. maybe it just really is that i'm a bit too clumsy to do these things. ah. i am convinced i look better than i have in a long time though (the tan does help a lot!), so it's all good.
listen to me, i almost sound like a real girl!
this morning i also went to buy a new ticket for london; so i wasted the £37 i spent on the first one, but well. i'm glad i'm going earlier, staying in paris on my own does not appeal to me at all. so i shall be in london on thursday evening at around 8. how long has it been now? 10 months? i can't believe it's been so long. i almost feel nervous about going, like i am not going to know 'my' city anymore. like i'm going to be scared to use the tube or the buses. lol. i guess i'm just being silly!
i have decided that this time around i don't care if i have a huge suitcase. i am going for almost three weeks and i'm tired of having no clothes (backpacking for someone obsessed with clothes is not fun!), so i'm taking lots of cute things, new clothes, jackets, shoes and bathroom things. ah. i need to feel pretty. now i really understand how kirsty felt like when she came back from tanzania last year! :)
doctor in a bit to get all of those annoying post-third-world-trip test done. eurgh blood tests. i already feel sick.
(by the way, do i sound like i've become too frivolous? i feel like carry from sex & the city. duh)