Bobbin Bicycles
I am in lust with Bobbin Bicycles. I can't stop thinking about buying myself this little puppy for my birthday. (Plus a red cape. And a straw basket.) And I already have a bike...and I NEVER ride it. I used to ride my bike in Chicago all the time. Sigh.
Still lusting.
Small Redy. £250.
Bobbin Bicylces
Clerkenwell
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Oh man, this book--The Secret Life of a Slummy Mummy by Fiona Neill--made me laugh out loud. And I don't have kids. And I'm not married. But I could so relate. Or at least imagine relating. One of my favorite lines? When her oldest son asks, "Mummy, is this a gray area?"
Along with looking in my closet and thinking "Man, do I have a lot of moisturizer," I also sometimes think, "Wow, I have a lot of face masks. A lot of OLD face masks." Surely, I am not alone.
Have you ever looked at the shelves in your closet and thought, "Man, I have a lot of moisturizer." Yup, that's me. So I'm trying to use it all. As soon as humanly possible. So I can buy some more.
It's no secret that I have a thing for purses. I really can't resist the ones at
I don't know what was wrong with me this weekend, but I was just tired and more than a little homesick, which is odd given that I've lived here for four years and haven't been homesick in ages! To get my mind off my troubles, I decided to treat myself to a facial at the Mandarin Oriental Spa. (If you're going to do it, you might as well do it right!) And oh my. Was it fantastic. Words cannot express. I've already booked a return visit! 



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