There’s a chapter in Anthony Bourdain’s A Cook’s Tour book where he’s in Morocco and he keeps getting promised ‘something special…’ by his Moroccan hosts and he time and time againe he keeps on getting the same old tagine dish, not to say they’re not nice but Bourdain was after something special (which resulted in… Continue reading Something Special…
The Next Blah Blah Blah…
Style.com’s 22 New York Fashion Week Preview was quite a nifty one. It gives me a foresight into a fashion week that is growing higher in my esteem… waves are being made out in New York and there’s a whole batch of ickle presentations that are quite intriguing. Seeing as I couldn’t make it out… Continue reading The Next Blah Blah Blah…
Beachin’ in Kovin
I might have expressed in the past that I’m not really a ‘beach’ person. The idea of lying around with a pile of books on a beach might entice me for one or two days but after that I’d be itching to go elsewhere. I really don’t fare well in ‘middle of nowhere’ type holidays. … Continue reading Beachin’ in Kovin
Home is where the stuff is…
I apologise for going through an initial nesting period whereby I’m more intrigued by a piece of furniture than a pair of shoes. I can assure you that it’s temporary and I’m merely overly chuffed at having found a new hovel to live, in time before fashion week madness begins (sadly no New York for… Continue reading Home is where the stuff is…