~ in the clutch ~
this week, i have not been home. not in the rocking-up-to-work-in-a-man’s-shirt-and-yesterday’s knickers way. no no readers, I am not putting it about. but as anyone that is away from their hearth for too long knows, what you put your bag is very, very important.
lauren at elizabeth arden introduced me to this wonder product a few months ago. the 8 hour cream is the bees knees, toes, hands (do bees have hands?), face… I think you’re getting my point by now. You can use it anywhere, anytime, and it will sooth, smooth and make you smell really rather divine.
everybody needs a bosom for a pillow, just like everybody needs a notebook in their clutch. who knows what important things might strike you in the middle of the day? you might feel the urge to write a short novel. maybe you like to secretely draw people. i don’t know. but with this little lovely from liberty, you can do it all in beautiful exercise book.
p.s. remember a pen. can’t write much without one of those.
i appreciate that not everyone is a glasses wearer, but if you are, here’s one for you. this evening, i missed my train because I couldn’t see. that isn’t a joke. i stumbled around blindly whilst i tried to find my frames, and my train. attempting to stop this sort of situation occuring again, i will be investing in an ultra appealing case like this one from topshop that screams ‘open me and wear your frickin glasses!’