Out of Towners

I experienced rain in Los Angeles for the first time.  Like actual heavy-ish rain.  Looking out at the drizzly skies felt weirdly appropriate though as we were standing in the ballroom of the Four Seasons, quaffing tea, chomping on cucumber sandwiches at the annual BAFTA tea party on Saturday.  It was an odd place to… Continue reading Out of Towners

Homely

I want to apologise for being absence for all of… five days (well, four if you count Saturday) but I’m not.  I’ve cooked, hosted and scoffed to my heart’s content with five different kinds of meat consumed over the past week.  Faced with a glut of leftovers, I’ve been pottering around at home, knocking my… Continue reading Homely

Stick 'Em Up

>> Applause for Anya Hindmarch and CHAOS Fashion please.  They got me doing the same clappy gaspy thing, that I do when I see a stonkingly good collection, over a handbag – something which almost never happens because of my longstanding indifference to bags in general.  How so?  They slapped some stickers on a bag and… Continue reading Stick 'Em Up