ok i have a few observations about london for you.
01 people throw their garbage bags straight out onto the street here on rubbish day. it is very gross. next time i see this i will take a picture for you. i was talking about it with a friend who lives in north london and she said only people in the hackney borough do this, everyone else has garbage bins. really?
02 londoners need little excuse to whip their tops off. i am not talking about the ladies, i mean the pasty white men. the weekends have been ridiculously warm of late and when i go down to london fields with rebecca for a lie down in the sun, we are greeted by a sea of white. sometimes it is hot, sometimes not.
03 london is a city for loved-up couples. there are so many couples here, it almost makes me ill. every eye candy boy i see has a beautiful girl on his arm. in london fields they are always making-out or lying on top of each other. if i am still here next summer, i am going to build a huge mattress and just roll it out in the park. it is make-out city all the time.
04 boys are not afraid of the mustache here, or of skinny jeans that are a bit too short. they wear sand shoes with coloured socks, tee shirts, and cardigans. you know the look. girls wear black stockings with a short floral dress, cardigan, and flats. that is the uniform. i have no such clothes here.
05 people love a good jumble sale, oh lordy! the hospice at the end of my street had an attic sale which was advertised to start at 10am. i got there at 10.10 and the place was packed! i could hardly breathe! but everything was £1 or less and i got caught up in the rush and dropped pounds like they were hot. clothes shoes handbags books music china knic knacs! you name it! people were walking out of there with garbage bags of stuff [myself included, you know, when in rome and all].
are you ready for some random stories?
06 on friday night i went to a ping pong tournament at the flea pit with my friend, pete. it was in the back room of the pub and for £1 you get a paddle and two sweatbands. there are twelve people in each game and everyone runs around the table and hits the ball. if you miss your go, you give your sweatband to the referee. after both sweatbands are gone, you have one more chance and then it is over. i missed all my goes. the thing i love about london is that you can have a cheap entertaining night out without the need to get completely smashed. people are really into having simple fun here.
07 the other thing i love about london is that everyone understands what a difficult city it is and if you are having a hard time, people will buy you dinner [and dessert]. tonight i went to dinner with my friend, rys, and her main squeeze, matt. we went to the garlic restaurant and shots bar in soho. everything has garlic in it, they even have garlic beer [but they ran out of it tonight]. there are pots of parsley on the table to mask garlic breath but it is not very effective. on the way home, i did not have enough money on my oyster card to get me back but the bus driver, once he found out my vietnamese-ness, let me ride the bus for free but only if i kept him company. he is vietnamese too! that was too easy. a few stops from home a french man gets on [i can tell from his accent] and he is struck by me [not in a violent physical way] and tells me how cute i am [which i hate] and i tell him he has had a long night. but he still wants to talk to me and i think ok maybe i can make another new friend. he asks if i am a designer and i say i work in fashion. i ask him what he does and he says he draws pictures and people buy them. i point to his neckerchief and say "you are an artist?" but he does not get my joke. i get off at my stop and wave goodbye to my two new friends.
07 the other thing i love about london is that everyone understands what a difficult city it is and if you are having a hard time, people will buy you dinner [and dessert]. tonight i went to dinner with my friend, rys, and her main squeeze, matt. we went to the garlic restaurant and shots bar in soho. everything has garlic in it, they even have garlic beer [but they ran out of it tonight]. there are pots of parsley on the table to mask garlic breath but it is not very effective. on the way home, i did not have enough money on my oyster card to get me back but the bus driver, once he found out my vietnamese-ness, let me ride the bus for free but only if i kept him company. he is vietnamese too! that was too easy. a few stops from home a french man gets on [i can tell from his accent] and he is struck by me [not in a violent physical way] and tells me how cute i am [which i hate] and i tell him he has had a long night. but he still wants to talk to me and i think ok maybe i can make another new friend. he asks if i am a designer and i say i work in fashion. i ask him what he does and he says he draws pictures and people buy them. i point to his neckerchief and say "you are an artist?" but he does not get my joke. i get off at my stop and wave goodbye to my two new friends.
08 jon lent me his digital camera and i have been very snap-happy. this might take a while, but bear with me here.
the all-important wardrobe
rebecca looking like a total babe on saturday
the all-important wardrobethe fireplace and mantle [my most favourite part of the room]
i bought the lambs at the attic sale [50p for all three]
rebecca looking like a total babe on saturdayi am standing out the front of my house with a rain hat i bought for doris at the attic sale
09 last but not least, my interview with eley kishimoto is on thursday.
love
olivia
ps how did i miss dazed & confused september 2007 issue 154? does anyone have this issue?
09 last but not least, my interview with eley kishimoto is on thursday.
love
olivia
ps how did i miss dazed & confused september 2007 issue 154? does anyone have this issue?
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