Wednesday, 4 November 2009
(Paul took this on my birthday about 6 years ago, it's one of the only photographs of myself that I like. and then I read the footnote on one of Garance Dore's posts and laughed in grim recognition.)
So, yeah it's my birthday on Saturday. Ergo, I am a Scorpio. And I will be 35 years old. Eep! 35 seems quite a milestone, it sounds terribly grown-up.
Anyway, I have been promised chocolate biscuits, ice cream and balloons by my sweet Iris.
But of course I want far more than that, I've had a birthday list on the go since about September...
Any Dr Hauschka goes down well.
Some new books, in particular, Nick Cave's new novel and also Sarah Water's latest. And any tome from this lovely series, but of course the one on Scandinavian Style would be most welcome.
Um, ooh, I'd love a new bag, either a Fjallraven or one of these beautiful satchels (via here).
Some wool tights.
These long woolen socks are rather fancy.
Some skinny cords - always a good winter staple.
I could go on...
I will go on - stay with me..
Some delicious fun stationery from Lazy Oaf! The Happy Friends tape!
Some of my favourite notebooks, in an assortment of sizes. Oh Rhodia! I used to be able to buy then from a local-ish post office quite randomly, but now I can't.
So, that's about it. Well, of course, it's not at all, but this is all extremely self-indulgent and frivolous anyway. Thanks for indulging me.