As it draws near to Christmas, even bus rides become quite an exciting pleasure at night observing the decorations put up for the occasion. At the same time, often feel a bit lost thinking of ST whom I miss, and of Christmas in London. In the past few years, there was always a lingering pleasure of the Christmas season, long lunches with the Bibimbap Lawyers, and the year we had the failure of the gift exchange (everyone could guess who gave what from the character of the presents).
The last I spoke to ST (he has been very busy with cases and such), he mentioned of being frustrated with the cold in London, wishing he had the warm weather of the Carribean which he remembers, or the mornings in the East. I told him I would give anything to see snow again, and am dashing into places all the time for the cold! And of course I love cold cold weathers so that I can walk out with a cup of miso in hand and wear all my favourite coats (a distinctly female thing).
It is impossible to have proper coat wearing sessions in Singapore, or shiver in the cold whilst holding a lover’s hand alongside the Thames river. Yes, the fantasy of the coat, and zipping into art galleries to keep warm!
If I could have a coat this year again, I would be dreaming of these:
Jesus Diamante has the loveliest chiffon interlaced coats for the most expensive price in the industry, unfortunately!
And who would still complain about shivering in the cold with this polka dot darling!
Or for some couture, a little fur capelet a la Chanel?
I’ll even be tempted to take out my favourite Samantha Thavasa white fur bag from hiding which I almost never use as I am so afraid of getting it dirty. Of course being totally impractical I never thought of this when I first got it. So I suppose it is reserved for the really really special days out when I feel a little wintery inside (and for me winter is not associated with Plath-y notions!)
So how about you, are you a winter or spring person? I am guessing Beansprouts is just like me.
Beansprouts, I think I am going to have to call you less often until you sort out the phone thing. So expensive! And I am scared of your parents now 0.0 just as I think I am scared of most parents. Heh I wish I could get a cup phone and call you in our club treehouse.
I recently sold a dress and had funds, and so bought my first necklace from Ribbonholic since C was making an order! I love it absolutely and it is like wearing strawberry waffles haha. If Beansprouts was here I bet you wouldn’t be able to resist figuring out if the whipped cream could come off.
I am feeling a little lonely and bored this weekend but tried to stay in as I wanted to try out CFA book 1. It is ok but just not very exciting. But I think I like it more than studying for the DipSing because of the nature of math, once you resolve it its over and done with. And you feel a little pleasure after solving things after some time! But my scatterbrained memory means I can just forget a formula I learnt seconds ago! And how should I get excited about studying variances and covariances? If only SP was here to tell me mathsy stories again…
To end off, a little Lisa Ekhdahl I just had to share, my favourite song by her.
A wintery memory in Claridges, December 08. The first second after midnight, a man with bagpipes walked into the bar and everyone burst into Auld Lang Syne!
